Male God, a Little Su

It seems that the Wang family doesn't know what Su Ro has done.

So--

Is this niece really stupid, or is she still maintaining the simplicity before entering the palace, treating Xian'er as her own sister?

If it's the latter, that's even better!

Before Su Yan left her seat, she glanced behind her and found that Du Chuan had disappeared.

Behind her, only the warmth of winter and the warmth of autumn came together.

She raised her eyebrows, lowered her eyes, and concealed the dim light at the bottom of her eyes.

...

late at night.

The sound of music in the palace could be heard far, far away.

The chirping sound became more and more mournful at night.

Du Chuan walked towards the lake with a sullen face, raised his hand slightly, and a pitch-black bird landed on his shoulder.

A tall and sturdy man with slightly brown hair stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the lotus lantern floating on the lake in a trance.

Du Chuan approached silently and bowed slightly to salute.

"My minister, I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince."

Hearing this voice, the other party suddenly looked back, and he laughed loudly.

He strode over and patted Du Chuan on the shoulder, "Good boy, Gu only knows that you are capable! Your father is also very smart, but he's just a little bit inflexible. But you are able to bend and stretch. I didn't expect to see you for a long time, you It's very good, very good! It seems that even God is helping me!"

Du Chuan pretended to be patted with soft legs. He lowered his head and his eyes were cold, and said softly, "I have only been with the Queen for more than two months now, and the Queen is not completely at ease with me."

Hearing this, Tuoba Baichuan smiled complacently, "Isn't this a matter of time? The only thing that makes loneliness fear is the Queen's mother family, the Zhenbei General's Mansion. But Xiao Qinghe is also stupid, he seems to have moved. Do you want to get rid of General Zhenbei?"

Tokawa nodded.

Tuoba Baichuan squinted, "These hypocritical Han people! If you were to restore the Yan Kingdom, you would never be as stupid as Xiao Qinghe. Those who are capable make good use of them. Only fools without self-confidence will be jealous of the virtuous, for fear of being eaten by dogs. Lord. If you are like Duchuan, I won't worry about it."

With a bit of malice in his smile, he took out a porcelain bottle from his waist and handed it to Du Chuan.

"This is medicine. Thief Xiao has been sending troops to surround and suppress us a few days ago, so I forgot to send someone to deliver medicine to you. Fortunately, although this medicine will make you uncomfortable, it will not kill you. Duchuan, you don't Will you blame Gu? When things are done, Gu will definitely give you the antidote."

Du Chuan curved his lips, "I don't mind, everything is for revenge."

That's right, Du Chuan was from the previous dynasty. After the fall of the Yan Kingdom, his father fled around with the three-year-old him and the seven-year-old prince.

Tuoba Baichuan is the prince of the Yan Kingdom, and he has been looking for opportunities all these years.

Duchuan has been displaced since he was three years old. It's just that at that time he still had his father to protect him. Later, when his father was gone, he was sent to the palace. Besides him, there are many companions. Over the years, some have offended the master, but more have committed suicide because they couldn't bear the pain of the poison attack in the body.

Only he, holding a breath, clenched his teeth and persevered.

Tuoba Baichuan nodded, and suddenly heard the fireworks blooming in the sky, with nostalgia in his eyes. He suddenly licked his lips and said, "I have seen the queen from a distance before, and she looks good. When the great cause is completed, Gu won't mind taking her into the harem and doing—er—"

Before he finished speaking, his pupils shrunk, and he lowered his head in disbelief. Looking at his heart, all the sharp daggers sunk into it, and the dark red blood continued to seep out...