Male God, a Little Su

Following these words, the little milk cat squeaked and fell on Su Yan's thigh, spreading out her round belly.

Su Yan: "..."

"Meow~~"

The little milk cat whimpered and asked to touch her belly.

Su Yan: "..."

"cough……"

Shen Li let out a low cough and held back his smile with great difficulty. He felt that his understanding of the uncle was too shallow. Such an uncle is a bit cute—

"Uncle Huang, since you don't want to see me, then I'll go first. This cat will stay here and relieve your boredom?"

Su Yan ignored him with a sullen face.

Shen Li hooked his lips silently, "Uncle Huang."

He seemed to be coquettish, with a small hook hidden in his sweet voice, and squatted gently in front of Su Yan's knees. Just like the Shen Zuo he envied in the past.

It's just that he didn't dare to get too close to Su Yan, and he didn't dare to lean his head on her knee like Shen Zuo did.

"Uncle Huang, I don't like you going to other women, why don't you go?"

He gently pulled Su Ro's sleeve and pleaded softly.

"Ah……"

Su Yan lowered her eyes lightly, her eyelashes were long and sparse, and the light-colored shadow fell on the bridge of her straight but soft nose.

"The emperor is too lenient. Even as an emperor, there is no reason to meddle in other people's backyards."

"I don't care about others, but that person is the uncle."

Shen Li had long been accustomed to her hurtful words, rolled his eyes, and smiled as always.

"Uncle Huang hates me, I know that. If I can control myself, I won't disturb the purity of Uncle Huang. But I can't bear it. If Uncle Huang didn't help me at the beginning, I would just let me die... …”

He murmured softly, his dark eyelashes drooping down, covering the hurt emotion in his eyes.

The face was still the smile that Su Yan liked, but it was fragile and fragile.

Su Yan pursed her lips and gently brushed away his hand.

"You should go back."

"it is good."

Shen Li squatted at her feet, like a dog without any lethality.

He raised his head, his dark eyes were full of the people in front of him.

Su Yan looked away calmly, "Take this thing away too."

She picked up the cat and stuffed it into Shen Li's arms.

Immediately afterwards, he stood up quickly and left without looking back.

Chunsheng was so distressed that his eyes were red. He turned around quickly, wiped his eyes quickly, and tried to smile: "Your Majesty, shall we go back to the palace?"

In Shen Li's arms, he was holding the cat that was constantly struggling and wanted to chase Su Yan. After a long time, he slowly stood up from the ground.

He blinked slowly and looked at Chunsheng.

"I know……"

Chunsheng watched the black brocade-clothed boy walk past him with the cat in his arms, his voice low, like a murmuring.

He didn't know very well, but vaguely felt that the emperor should not have said this to him.

I know--

Know what?

Autumn and winter come, and in a blink of an eye, a year will pass.

Shen Zuo has been imprisoned for more than half a year.

Rain and snow were falling, and the former East Palace was dilapidated from the outside. The red walls were peeling off, lining the whiteness around it, which was extremely desolate.

"Master, do you really want to go in?"

Follow up with worried questions.

Now that the emperor's power is getting bigger and bigger, the situation of the nails they put in the palace is getting more and more difficult.

Who doesn't know that the current sage hates the first prince Shen Zuo the most? Now Su Yan wants to go in in an upright manner, fearing that he will anger the emperor.

"Take your umbrella and wait here."

Su Yan put down her umbrella, stroked the snow on her shoulders, and pushed open the door that was mottled with red lacquer.

creak-

The sour voice shows that this place has not been visited for a long time.