Male God, a Little Su

It seemed that two nails had grown out of the ground, pinning him firmly in place.

He clenched his fists tightly, wishing to poke two holes in Luo Xiu's body, his expression held back.

Shen Li folded his hands in his sleeves, he had the least sense of existence among all the brothers, and everyone disdained to be with him.

He glanced at Shen Zuo with an inexplicable expression, and then walked away without saying a word.

...

"I have seen the emperor."

The huge hall was resplendent with gold and blue, and a five-clawed golden dragon stepping on the cloud on the candlestick surrounded it.

Emperor Jing looked very good. He drank a lot of wine at the palace banquet. When he saw Su Yan, his eyes seemed to fall on her.

"Ayan, come here, brother emperor!"

Before Su Yan approached, he had already grasped Su Yan's hand impatiently.

Su Yan was surprised, and seemed to be frightened, and was stunned, "Brother Huang, are you drunk?"

"No—I'm not drunk, but I'm very sober!"

Emperor Jing was obsessed with depicting Su Ro's eyebrows with his eyes. He had never seen such a beautiful face, and her eyes were like glass, with a small hook hidden in the head.

From the first time he saw her, Emperor Jing had noticed her.

How old was she then? ten years old? or smaller -

Timid hid behind his parents, stuck his head out and looked at him secretly, his eyes timid.

At that moment, Emperor Jing had a different kind of thought in his mind almost instantly.

"Brother, can you let me go first?"

"I won't let it go! I've let it go long enough."

If Emperor Jing looked up at this time, he would find that Su Yan's eyes were calm and disrespectful. She was like a bystander, looking down at Emperor Jing's ugly face.

"Ayan, is the emperor good to you on weekdays?"

Su Yan curled her lips, half-smiling, "It's very good."

"Then—" Emperor Jing's mouth was dry, and his big rough hand almost couldn't wait to caress the back of her hand, "Then can Ayan satisfy the emperor's brother's request?"

"Oh? The emperor is the master of the world. He has everything he wants. What can Ayan give to the emperor?"

This sentence pleased Emperor Jing, he laughed loudly, stretched out his hand and clasped Su Ro's waist, "What Ayan said is that this world belongs to me! You should also belong to me!"

"Brother Emperor?"

Su Yan smiled softly, "Brother Huang, what nonsense are you talking about, Ayan is a man."

"It's a man, and I'm happy too! Ayan, you should follow me! Have you seen Concubine Yan tonight? I canonized her as a concubine, and she will give her whatever she wants, just because she has a relationship with you. A somewhat similar face. But she is not you! Ayan, if you give it to me, I will give you whatever you want!"

He was impatient, and the monkey was very anxious.

Su Yan's smile became lower and lower, more intoxicating than fine wine.

"really?"

"naturally--"

Before he finished speaking, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded outside the hall.

"My son asks to see my father! I ask my father to see my son!"

It is Shen Li.

Su Yan closed her eyes and cursed lowly.

Sure enough, Emperor Jing was instantly furious.

"No, go away!"

"If the father does not see the son, the son will kneel outside and wait until the father is willing to see the son."

Emperor Jing took a deep breath, his eyes gloomy.

"Okay, you want to see me, right?"

"Luo Xiu! Bring his son-in-law to me!"

He let go of Su Yan's hand slightly, Su Yan lowered her eyes, looking at Shen Li walking in quietly behind Luo Xiu. His pupils were dark, and a different kind of emotion surged deeper.