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

Chapter 219 Four Villains Crematorium 51
"Uncle?"

No matter what Sang Yu said, there was no response in the room.

She sat down on the bed: "Uncle Huang, since you refuse to come out, then I will sit here and wait until you come out."

Finally, there was movement slowly behind the screen.

Sang Yu saw Sang Yu dressed in white like a god.

"Uncle Emperor..."

Their eyes met, her face full of surprise, but Sang Yu looked away indifferently.

"Did the emperor come to the Prince Regent's Mansion for his ministers to approve the memorial?"

His attitude seemed to be much cooler.

Sang Yu didn't understand what went wrong.

"Uncle Huang, I didn't come to ask you to approve the memorial, but to come to see you. I heard that you are sick again?"

As soon as she took a step towards him, Sang Yu took a step back.

Sang Yu paused, "Uncle Emperor, did I do something wrong to make you unhappy?"

Sang Yu pursed his lips: "The emperor is the Ninth Five-Year King, how could he do something wrong?"

Full of sarcasm.

Sang Yu pursed her lips and looked at him aggrievedly: "Since I didn't do anything wrong, why is the emperor so cold to me?"

Sang Yu didn't want to look at her, so he turned around and was about to go out.

How could Sang Yu let him go.

She immediately hugged him from behind.

"Uncle Emperor, please don't leave, okay?" The girl's voice was full of pleading.

Sang Yu's crow-feather-like long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his face turned pale for a moment. He closed his eyes to hide the pain inside.

The words were biting and cold.

"One Xie Qian, one Yun Heng, and one Mu Huai, isn't that enough for Your Majesty?"

The girl behind her stopped talking.

Sang Yu laughed at himself, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I can't be your male favourite."

The girl behind him slowly let go of him.

She finally let him go as he wished.

But why doesn't this heart feel happy at all?
My heart ached as if it was about to break.

Sang Yu lowered his eyelashes, the thick eyelashes half covered his red eyelids, he smiled faintly, and walked out.

The severe pain in the heart became more and more intense, and there was a strong fishy sweetness on the tip of the tongue.

puff-

A smear of blood stained his vision.

"Uncle!"

Sang Yu watched helplessly as Sang Yu vomited blood and fell in front of her.

She ran over and hugged him in her arms.

"Uncle Huang, how are you, don't scare me!"

Sang Yu half-closed his eyes and raised his pale hand with difficulty.

Sang Yu held his hand tightly, tears fell down one by one, hitting Sang Yu's face and heart.

Sang Yu wanted to push her away, but when hot tears hit his face, he couldn't push her away no matter what.

That's it.

Anyway, he is also a dying person, so why bother to seek the warmth that cannot be obtained.

Sang Yu didn't expect Sang Yu to be so serious.

He was so cold that even his eyelashes and face were covered with frost.

He obviously felt better after drinking her blood before. Didn't she make some food for him later? How could it become serious again?

Sang Yu didn't have time to think too much. She carried Sang Yu to the bed. She bit her lip hard and moved towards his lips.

I don't know how long it took, but Sang Yu finally regained some of his complexion.

"Uncle Huang, you're awake."

When the girl saw her waking up, she smiled happily.

Looking at the worried eyes of the girl looking at him, some strange emotions surged in my heart, but it stopped abruptly when I remembered the things between her and Xie Qian.

A heart suddenly became very cold, as if wrapped in ice, no longer warm.

He pushed her away indifferently.

(End of this chapter)