Male God, a Little Su

The boy's long forehead drooped down, covering his expression.

He stood up straight, like a green pine. As if he hadn't heard Shen Zuo's words, he never responded.

Shen Zuo felt unhappy in his heart, he turned his head and asked Su Yan, "Uncle Huang, what do you think?"

"That's all—"

The young man who was still pretending to be dead just now raised his eyes and looked straight at her, and there was still hope in his eyes that never disappeared.

No matter how many times he is disappointed, as long as he sees this person, he will always have hope involuntarily.

But God is not on his side, since he was born, he knew it.

"Seventh Highness, go back and rest."

"Uncle..." His voice was hoarse, filled with endless disappointment.

"Just do as the prince said, don't come to the East Palace in the future. If you are too busy, you can go outside the palace, or you can relax."

Shen Li's heart, which was held high, was ruthlessly thrown to the ground and fell to pieces.

He pulled his lips and smiled respectfully.

He bent down deeply and gave Su Yan a salute, "Yes, nephew retire."

After all, he gave Su Yan a deep look, as if he wanted to carve her current appearance into his bones.

How good-looking she is, in the world of mountains and rivers, the color of the wind and the moon.

The corners of the crimson lips curled into a moving smile, saying the most ruthless and affectionate words.

It's a pity that her ruthlessness--

gave him.

The young man's figure is thin, and now the spring has just begun, and it is still warm and cold. He was wearing thin clothes, and the sleeves were blown up by the wind, which made people feel that the clothes were too large and empty.

He left quietly.

Shen Zuo became happy now, he blinked and looked at Su Yan reverently, "Uncle Huang, I don't know when my nephew fell asleep last night. When I woke up, I found that the memorial has been approved! My nephew is according to what you gave me yesterday. I said, this morning, Tai Fu even praised me!"

"Oh? Congratulations."

Su Yan curled her lips, and the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes.

She patted his face and leaned over slightly, "Prince, this king doesn't like wayward children."

After saying that, she turned around ruthlessly, stepped up the steps, and walked towards the hall.

In a word, it was like pouring a basin of ice water over his head, making Shen Zuo shiver with a chill.

He chased after him in a panic, kneeling behind Su Yan as soon as his legs softened, "Uncle Huang, it's my nephew's fault! My nephew is willing to be punished! Just don't be angry!"

He was accustomed to the days of being accompanied by Su Yan, and Shen Zuo was very satisfied with such a life.

It's nice to stop time if you can.

He can not be the emperor, what's more, he is not very interested in that position.

Su Yan's footsteps did not stop, even though he was still kneeling behind him.

The voice is lazy, but it has lost the warmth and indulgence of the past.

"Why do you need others to intervene in this king's affairs? The crown prince has been in custody for a few days, and the others have not learned, but they have learned a little bit."

Shen Zuo was so frightened that his face turned pale, he took a few steps on the ground, panicked, "Uncle Huang, nephew dare not! Nephew was also angered by the seventh brother for a while, so he said those words! My nephew swears that even if I lend me ten courage, my nephew will not dare to care about your affairs! Uncle, uncle!"

He watched Su Yan's figure disappear behind the curtain, his eyes were red, "Uncle Huang, if you are not happy, your nephew will be punished and punished, just please don't ignore me!"

The hall was silent, and the palace servant knelt on the ground.

Just as he was weeping, the curtain was lifted.

Shen Zuo was overjoyed, with tears in his eyes, he saw that the other party was already neatly dressed.