Male God, a Little Su

"Mammy."

Su Yan called out to Momma Jiang, she looked over, and the boy just raised his eyes.

The eyes of the two met silently across the night.

The boy's eyes trembled, and he quickly lowered his head to hide.

He covered his stomach, the eunuch's clothes were black, and the night was so dark that people couldn't see where his wound was.

but--

He should really want to live, otherwise, he would not have crawled out of the dilapidated palace.

There are more than ten meters, and all the stains are his blood.

"Niangniang, stop watching, the palace banquet has already begun! This little eunuch must have made a mistake before being punished by the master. If you are late, the emperor is afraid that he should be angry."

Jiang mama persuaded bitterly.

Su Yan saw that his eyes were lowered in disappointment. The black eyelashes were like crow feathers, and the places that were not stained with blood were dazzlingly white. At this moment, he lowered his head and did not move, and his whole body was filled with dead silence.

I don't know, I thought he had been dead for a long time.

Su Yan patted the edge of the car.

Feng Zhu slowly fell, and Su Yan stepped out.

Mammy Jiang followed behind her and followed her step by step, although she was worried that Su Yan would be late. But what Su Yan wanted to do, she often wouldn't stop her.

After all, she's just a slave.

Du Chuan could clearly feel the blood in his body, which was flowing rapidly.

The cold air eroded his wound, but it couldn't make his wound solidify and stop bleeding. Because the wound was so big that it couldn't be closed at all.

Is he finally dying?

Tokawa took a deep breath, but, I was really unwilling—

The eyes are black for a while, so what are you expecting? Hope to climb out and meet a kind master who can save him?

He clearly has so many things to do...

"Tsk...that's so pitiful..."

Before he passed out, Du Chuan suddenly heard such a playful and lazy voice, and in the cold night, with a little bit of charm, it sounded slowly.

There was also the slight rustling of shoes on the snow.

He moved his eyes with difficulty and looked up.

Then, stunned—

A small white hand stretched out in front of his eyes.

Five fingers are slender, slender and soft. The finger was pointed with a shallow blush, which was very special, but also seemed charming, like a demon.

"Are you going with this palace?"

The woman grinned, she looked very young, but it was impossible to tell her specific age.

Her brows and eyes were as beautiful as a blooming peony. The lips are plump and full, and when he speaks, those peach blossom eyes with water mist will stare at you with a smile.

Tokawa felt that he must be dreaming.

Or, a fantasy before death—

He sure is going to die.

Du Chuan stretched out his hand tremblingly, his hands were covered with scars, as if he had gone through a difficult struggle. A fingernail was also lifted, revealing bloody tender flesh.

The rest of the palace maids did not dare to look at them and lowered their heads.

Mammy Jiang was in a hurry, and her eyelids twitched when she saw this scene.

Suddenly I heard the little eunuch ask in a hoarse voice, "Are you holding my soul?"

She finally couldn't help it, and scolded in a low voice: "Bold!!"

No wonder this little eunuch was punished by the master, just this mouth, let him die 10,000 times is not enough! Their mother-in-law is a daughter of gold, and will enjoy inexhaustible glory and wealth in the future. He actually dared to compare the goddess to that ox head and horse face, and to restrain his soul? !

Is it possible to be an empress? !

"Oh, mammy—"

Su Yan pretended to be angry and glanced at her, her eyes rolled around, she said to Du Chuan with a bit of a smile, "No, this palace is here to bring you to a good life.