Male God, a Little Su

The little eunuch was taken aback by his look like a ghost, so he hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to look again.

Seeing this, the other pouted angrily, and some sympathy for Du Chuan turned into ridicule, "We also care about you kindly, why are you so fierce? You are so capable of digging! See you later. It was the imperial concubine who abolished you first, or punish us first!"

If you really value him, how can you let him kneel outside for so long.

There must have been a mistake.

Tokawa's palms hanging by his side clenched tightly, making a creaking sound.

His dark eyes stared at the two little eunuchs, as if he wanted to carve their appearance into his mind.

If eyes can kill, then his eyes can definitely be turned into real knives, smashing the corpses of the two little eunuchs in front of him.

At least, that's how he felt to the two little eunuchs.

"Mother, it's really evil!"

"Let's go and leave him alone, if he wants to freeze to death, let him freeze to death!" The little eunuch waved his hand and turned around with another companion, preparing to return to his post to watch the night.

As a result, when he turned around, he was scared to death.

The woman in a middle coat had a beautiful face, a fur-collared cloak draped over her shoulders, and looked at them with a cold face.

"Emperor, the imperial concubine..."

Du Chuan's eyes suddenly lit up, he looked over cautiously, and when he saw that the other party was really the person he had been waiting for for half a month, his eye circles suddenly turned red.

The originally soft and beautiful facial features were now pale, and the lips and nose were frozen red.

Indescribably poor.

"Niangniang..." He called out in a low voice, a little choked up.

Su Yan glanced at him, turned around and left, leaving the cold words behind her, "Get in!"

The two little eunuchs froze, and the empress was willing to see him?

Du Chuan stood up quickly, it didn't look like he had been kneeling in the snow for so long. He walked briskly and walked into the hall with a pleasant breath.

The two little eunuchs stared at each other, "It's really strange, how can he walk so easily after kneeling in the snow for so long?"

"Who knows? What a bloody evil nature!"

...

Du Chuan stumbled into the hall, kneeling on the ground with his legs soft.

Fortunately, the hall is covered with thick carpets, so it doesn't hurt to kneel down.

Su Yan leaned on the soft slump, with a cloak still on her shoulders, lazily holding a cup of hot tea, raised her eyelids and glanced at him.

"Speaking of which, what are you looking for in this palace?"

Duchuan Yayu's eyelashes trembled, "The slave wants to... be by the side of the mother and serve the mother."

He took two steps forward cautiously, as if his body was frozen outside, he walked all the way to Su Ro's side, reached out his hand carefully, and tugged at the corner of her skirt.

Su Yan ignored him, "Can't this kind of thing be said during the day? Have to wait until night?"

She kicked his hand away impatiently with her little foot and looked at him condescendingly.

"But……"

The thin young man kneeling at her feet seemed to be praising his courage.

For a moment.

Only then did he raise his picturesque face, a pair of eyelashes curled like butterfly wings were wet and emitting moisture, his eyes were clear, with admiration and gratitude that could not be hidden.

Du Chuan's ears were slightly red, he smiled cautiously at Su Yan, and two dimples appeared on his cheeks.

"It's been too long since the servants saw the maiden. I'm afraid that the maiden will forget the servants."

Su Yan is the most afraid of this kind of eyes, it's wet, like a little milk dog wagging its tail crazily to please its master. I haven't seen the master for a long time, so I can't help showing grievances and misses, kneeling at her feet, wearing only thin purple clothes, and my body looks thinner and thinner.