Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of the Little Ancestor, She Always Wants to Cry the Big Brother

Chapter 191 Four Villains Crematorium 23
Listening to Sang Yu's rambling words, Sang Yu slightly raised his slender eyelashes, revealing his dark and cold eyes and looking at her with an expressionless face.

Tsk, so fierce.

Sang Yu put the teacup back on the table.

Not daring to talk to him, he lifted the curtain of the car, leaned his head out of the window, and took a breath of fresh air.

She glanced at the street outside, thought of something, sat down solemnly, and cleared her throat: "I came out today to visit incognito, but I was in a hurry and didn't change clothes. I will go to the emperor's mansion to change later." Uncle Huang probably won't mind, right?"

She looked at him, shed all the playfulness and mischief, and really looked like an emperor.

But what is behind her seriousness?
Go to his house, looking for evidence that he was not loyal to her?
Sang Yu stared at her blankly, she really changed more and more, before, he could easily see flaws in her.

Now, it can no longer be done.

He couldn't see through her more and more.

Since she wanted to kill him so much, he would give her this chance.

Arriving at the Prince Regent's Mansion, Sang Yu was led to Sang Yu's bedroom.

"Your Majesty, do you need someone from the palace to change your clothes?"

"No, I'll just change it myself." Sang Yu waved his hand, "Uncle Huang, go out first."

Sang Yu glanced at her, turned and left without saying anything.

After Sang Yu left, Sang Yu looked at Sang Yu's bedroom.

His dormitory was just like him, deserted and very plain.

There was actually a bookcase set up near the window. Sang Yu walked over and flipped through it. Most of them were ancient books that he couldn't understand.

There was also a letter that seemed to be between Sang Yu and someone, she didn't bother to read it, thinking of something, she found a piece of blank paper, drew a few strokes with a brush, and laughed meanly.

"The clothes that Uncle Huang is looking for seem to be a bit too big."

Sang Yu walked out of the bedroom and came to Sang Yu.

Sang Yu was sitting at the tea table making tea, when he heard the sound, he raised his eyelashes and looked at her.

She was wearing his clothes, regular clothes that fit him just right, but they were loose on her body, as if they were about to fall off at any time.

A silver belt embroidered with auspicious clouds binds her waist, which is surprisingly thin.

Further up, her long black hair was scattered like seaweed on her shoulders, in stark contrast to the white robe on her body.

Light golden sunlight jumped in from the pane and fell on the tip of her eyebrows, her slender eyelashes cast a dreamlike silhouette.

Looking down, on the small face as white as jade, the bright red lips were slightly pursed.

She really gave birth to an excellent lip, the lips were faintly visible, and the full lips were moist and translucent.

At this moment, she doesn't look like an emperor at all.

Sang Yu pursed his lips slightly, his eyes were unconsciously stained with a depth that he hadn't even noticed.

Sang Yu turned his gaze back and said softly: "I only have such big clothes."

"It's fine, it's fine." Sang Yu happily touched the clothes on her body. The clothes seemed to still smell of Sang Yu, and the cool pine fragrance was so nice.

"Thank you, Uncle Huang, then I'll go to Weifu for a private visit first." Sang Yu narrowed her eyes, smiled at Sang Yu, turned and walked out.

Sang Yu looked at her petite back, a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

Wechat private visit?

Wouldn't she be afraid of being assassinated if she went to Weibo for a private visit alone?
I don't know if it was because of the late emperor's will, or for some other reason, he stroked the teacup in his hand, and said lightly: "Go and follow her."

A figure quietly disappeared in the dark.

Sang Yu sat at the tea table for a long time, until Sang Yu completely left the Prince Regent's Mansion, he slowly got up and walked into the bedroom...

(End of this chapter)