Male God, a Little Su

"Your Majesty, those Taoist priests have already left."

He Shuxi looked at Xiao Qinghe with pity, from beginning to end, he was toyed with in the palm of his hand. Su Yan is really cruel, and she has to tell him the truth before dying, so that he can't rest his eyes.

"Leave? How dare they?!"

Su Yan played with the dagger lazily, and Xiao Qinghe's expression was very interesting.

When I was injured, I didn't want to find an imperial doctor, but I still wanted to find a Taoist priest.

Su Yan never doubted the IQ of the ancients, and many of those exquisite craftsmanship, even in modern times, could not be completely copied. It can be imagined that the wisdom of the ancients is no worse than that of modern people.

But in terms of superstition, Su Yan could only shake his head.

The brainwashing skills of those Taoists are indeed top-notch.

He Shuxi didn't answer, he lowered his eyes and walked to Su Yan's side, bowed respectfully and said, "Madame, everything is ready."

Su Yan nodded slightly and looked at Xiao Qinghe with squinting eyes, "So, the emperor will be on his way, right?"

Xiao Qinghe widened his eyes, looked at He Shuxi, and then looked at Meng Yunniang. The brain that had been drowsy for so long finally woke up.

He looked up to the sky and laughed like crazy.

"So, you were this bitch from the beginning?!" After hiding it from him for so long, it turned out that he was the only one who was a fool.

He glared at Su Yan, his eyes were splitting, "What if you kill me? You are a girl, do you still want to be emperor?! I have already made a will, and if I die, the third prince will immediately die. To be able to ascend the throne as an emperor! Although he is young, he has his own loyal ministers who will assist him to become a Mingjun. This big job is my big job after all!!"

"Oh? Is it?"

Su Yan looked at him with pity, it was hard for him to shed so much blood, and he could still say these words.

"Of course Ben Gong won't be the emperor, but Ben Gong's nephew can. I also share the credit for conquering the world, so it doesn't matter if I use it for fun, right? Huh?" Su Yan smiled. Seeing Xiao Qinghe's confidence gradually disappearing, she hooked her lips and said casually: "Oh yes, the third prince is dead, are you sure you still have loyal ministers? Your Majesty—"

Meng Yunniang was stunned for a while, her face turned pale, "Niangniang, you promised me..."

Su Yan waved his hand, Duchuan turned around and walked outside the door, and someone walked in soon.

In his arms is the sleeping third prince.

He handed the child over to Meng Yunniang, and if Meng Yunniang found a treasure, she hurriedly hugged the child tightly.

Xiao Qinghe's complexion changed back and forth, and finally fell down weakly.

Yes, those loyal ministers, when they were trying to comfort him, did they commit suicide?

He laughed, and a tear of blood flowed out.

"Good! Very good! I really regret that I didn't dispose of the Su family earlier!!"

Su Yan dropped the dagger, "Yeah, what a pity."

She turned and walked towards the door, Xiao Qinghe was taken aback.

"You won't kill me?"

After a short silence, a pleasant voice between the boy and the man laughed.

"You're not worthy of getting your master's hands dirty."

Du Chuan gently took Su Ro's hand, took out the handkerchief from his arms, and wiped the blood off her hand little by little.

Then frowning, Ku Da Qiu Shen stared at the clothes around Su Yan's waist, "It's dirty."

He was a little aggrieved.

Since the showdown, he has become more and more reckless in front of Su Yan, sometimes acting like a child, acting like a spoiled child.

Su Yan looked down and smiled and knocked his head.