Male God, a Little Su

"This……"

Chunsheng scratched his head, not knowing what to say to Shen Li. He didn't dare to lie and deceive Shen Li, but seeing how Shen Li cared so much about the Ninth Prince, he would obviously feel more sad if he said it.

"Oh...I see."

Looking at Chunsheng's expression, Shen Li still couldn't understand it.

He laughed at himself in a hoarse voice, "Go get the food, I'm hungry."

Chunsheng exclaimed "hey" in surprise, and hurried to take it.

"His Royal Highness, I have brought the food. Are you in—Your Highness? Where have you been, Your Highness?! Your Highness?"

Chunsheng looked at the empty bed dumbfounded while carrying the food.

After being stunned for a while, he put down the tray, turned around and ran out of Youli Hall.

It was getting dark, Shen Zuo was lying on the bed, staring at the person sitting by the bed, holding a scroll of books in his hand and drooping his eyes to read it at night. She has a beautiful face, like a god above the nine heavens.

Even at a glance, it seems to be high.

"Uncle, you don't have to accompany me, go back and rest early."

"It's okay, you go to bed first."

Su Rou tapped on his forehead, "Have a good dream tonight, go to sleep."

The fingers between his eyebrows exuded a warm temperature, and gently brushed his hair.

Shen Zuo closed his eyes involuntarily, his heart skipping half a beat.

"Uncle, why are you... being so kind to me?" He couldn't help asking.

At least he felt that he didn't have anything worthy of his uncle's attention.

"because--"

Su Yan pursed her lips, paused and whispered, "It's pleasing to the eye."

Shen Zuo closed his eyes, his dark eyelashes blinked quickly.

A blush crept up his earlobes.

"Uncle..."

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Seeing Shen Zuo falling asleep, Su Yan watched him quietly, and after a long time, she got up and left.

After the year is spring, it is warm and cold.

It rained yesterday, and now the ground is wet, and the air is filled with the smell of dampness and coldness.

The pale moonlight shines down, and in such a season, it becomes more and more lonely.

The servant quietly bowed his head and followed behind her, and Su Yan lived in the side hall. If you want to go back, you have to pass by the door.

She didn't look sideways, but the servants beside her were startled.

He exclaimed and asked in a trembling voice, "Who? Who is outside?!"

The vermilion gate of the East Palace was half-open, and the wind made the door sway back and forth, making a sour sound.

In the dark corner, stood a thin and tall figure.

That shadow was wrapped and swallowed by endless darkness. The breath emanating from the whole body is very cold.

"Who is it? If you don't speak, I will call someone!"

The servant boldly went over and prepared to close the door.

Su Yan smiled, "Okay, you go and rest first."

"master?"

Su Yan waved her hand and stood still.

The servant nodded, glanced at the door worriedly, and walked back three steps.

The surroundings quickly quieted down.

Shen Li didn't know why he ran over on a whim. What do you want to verify?

"Don't come in?"

Shen Xin was shocked, he raised his head, in the darkness, he couldn't actually see her eyebrows clearly.

But he still looked at the figure paranoid, his voice hoarse, "Uncle Huang..."

"In the middle of the night, why don't you go to the East Palace to recuperate in your palace? Aren't you afraid of being bumped into by timid palace people, thinking you have seen ghosts?"

She made a sweet joke.

Shen Li pursed his lips, let out a sigh of relief, and stepped up to follow her figure.

He walked slowly, and every step he took, the wound on his body and his heart felt like a dull pain being pulled.

Just as he walked slowly with his head down, the smell around him suddenly changed.