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

Chapter 220 Four Villains Crematorium 52
Sang Yu pushed her away indifferently, turned around and walked out.

Sang Yu hurriedly caught up.

"Uncle Emperor, walk slower and wait for me."

Sang Yu kept walking.

"Uncle Huang, my wound hurts so much, please slow down."

Sang Yu's pace gradually slowed down.

Sang Yu looked at his back, smiled happily, and then followed him.

"Uncle Huang, can you tell me why your body is so cold?"

Sang Yu didn't speak.

Sang Yu didn't give up and continued to chatter in his ear.

"Uncle Emperor, are you poisoned?"

A flash of emotion flashed across Sang Yude's eyes so quickly that it was impossible to catch.

"If you are poisoned, just tell me. My blood is invulnerable to poison, and I can help you."

Invulnerable to all poisons...

No wonder he got better after drinking her blood.

But if she said it openly like this, wouldn't she be afraid of others finding out and drinking all her blood?
"Shut up!" He glared at her coldly.

He looked left and right, but fortunately, there was no one else.

Afraid that she would say something more shocking, he sped up.

Sang Yu was stunned for a second by his ferocity, and then followed him.

"Uncle Emperor, Uncle Emperor..."

As the sun sets, that delicate shadow keeps chasing another slender and tall figure, seemingly never willing to give up.

Sang Yu stopped at the door of the study.

Because the person inside closed the door after entering, shutting her out.

Sang Yu almost hit his nose.

She touched the tip of her nose, but she was not angry at all.

"Uncle Huang, although you refuse to tell me what kind of illness you have, it's okay, I will definitely cure you."

Inside the door, Sang Yu stood silently. Hearing her voice, he suddenly remembered three years ago.

Three years ago, the first emperor summoned him.

"Sang Yu, you are not of royal blood. The late emperor picked you up on the street and saw how pitiful you were, so he adopted you as his adopted son."

"Since you became the prince, you have always been diligent, studious, and intelligent. Over the years, you have assisted me and helped me a lot."

At that time, the late emperor's time was running out, so summoning him suddenly could not be to catch up with him.

Sang Yu listened quietly.

"Sang Yu, I don't have a single prince now, after I die, who do you think the throne should be passed on to?"

"He is a child of the Sang family with royal blood."

He knew that his talent had made the first emperor jealous, and the first emperor was afraid that after his death, he would seek power.

But after hearing his answer, the first emperor just smiled and asked the servant to bring him a glass of wine: "Sang Yu, if you drink this glass of wine, I will believe what you say."

It was a cup of poisoned wine, a cup of poisoned wine that had no antidote and could only allow him to live to the age of 30.

Sang Yu glanced at it silently, but chose to drink it without hesitation.

After all, this is what he owes the Sang family.

The late emperor finally smiled with satisfaction.

"After I die, the throne will be passed on to Sang Yu. You will be the regent. You must assist her well."

The first emperor confidently made him the regent.

And from that day on, he has to bear the toxins in his body every day.

Now, the poison in his body has slowly spread towards his bone marrow. How is it possible to cure him...

Even if her blood was invulnerable to all poisons, drinking it would only relieve him.

To be completely cured, unless you drink her blood every day.

But how could her body bear it.

Although she didn't know why she suddenly changed, if she knew that saving him would cost a huge price, she would have given up long ago.

"Uncle Emperor, you have a good rest. I will come see you tomorrow."

It wasn't until he heard footsteps receding that Sang Yu slowly opened the door.

(End of this chapter)