Male God, a Little Su

"Well……"

Su Yan narrowed her eyes comfortably, she supported her chin, "Yes."

They were so happy, and the atmosphere harmoniously formed a world of their own, which made Shen Zuo's eyes dazzling.

He felt like an irrelevant outsider, or a transparent soul, who couldn't get in and couldn't see him.

Obviously...

Obviously it should all belong to him!

"Uncle..."

He couldn't help but walked over gently, knelt in front of Su Yan, and fell on her knees, "I know I'm wrong, I'll never say anything that makes you unhappy again. Uncle Huang forgives my nephew once. it is good?"

He resisted the choking, and there was more fear in his voice.

Su Rou sighed softly and stroked his head.

"The prince is so weak, what if he becomes an emperor in the future?"

Ling Xue winked and took away all the servants in the room.

Shen Zuo didn't notice it, he trembled, "Uncle Huang, I never thought about being an emperor—"

Those people are forcing him, forcing him to kill, forcing him to make decisions.

He doesn't like to do these things. Whenever this time, what he thinks the most is the relaxed scene all over his body when he is in the palace.

He does what he wants to do, and he doesn't want to do it.

Uncle Huang leaned on the soft inside to read, and he sat under the tree and played the piano.

Everything is fine, and he wants to go on like this for the rest of his life.

"Really? Who do you want to come?"

Su Yan's voice was gentle, she sighed: "Prince, you are already twenty years old, it is time to mature. As a man, you have to take responsibility. If you can't be the emperor, then the new emperor may let you go? Let go? Those people in your hands? Even your mother family—have you considered these?"

"I……"

Shen Zuo twitched his eyelashes blankly, "What should I do, Uncle Huang..."

Su Yan pursed her lips, and her cool fingertips brushed against his cheek.

His voice became softer and more seductive.

"As long as your father dies, you will be the new emperor, crown prince, do you understand what I mean?"

Boom!

There seemed to be a thunderbolt that struck the top of Shen Zuo's head, and he was stunned.

"Uncle Huang, how can I..." His voice trembled violently, he shook his head quickly, and looked at Su Yan with a bit of fear, "That's my father, the one who gave birth to me and raised me, I can't... …”

Su Yan sneered, she leaned back lazily.

The wide sleeves fell on the back of Yingbai's hand, and tapped gently on the armrest slowly.

"Really? He is here, you will never be able to become emperor, and your brothers will not give you time. You should think about it carefully."

Her voice seemed to come from the distant horizon, her face was beautiful, and her temperament was like a fairy. But why, her smile was so gentle, it still made Shen Zuo feel strange.

"Prince, this king is on your side. You are the most beloved child of this king. As long as you nod your head, this king will support you as emperor. You are so smart, can't you guess the cause and effect?"

Shen Zuo raised his eyes blankly, and he slumped to the ground.

The crimson lips parted lightly, "Your father's current appearance is all thanks to me. If he doesn't die, I will die.

Shen Zuo twitched his lips, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying, "Uncle Huang, you must be lying to your nephew, right?"

Su Yan leaned over gently and looked at him condescendingly, "Prince, have you seen Concubine Yan? You say, why should I do this? Should I do it, eh?"

The eyes that looked at him were too dark and heavy, Shen Zuo dodged in a panic, filling him with a guilty conscience.