My host is the thief six

Chapter 693 Counting your fingers, Your Majesty is missing me (27)

The sound of the heartbeat seemed a little out of balance, Su Yanyang only felt that the sound of music surrounding his ears seemed to go away, and only the person sitting on the first seat was left in his eyes.

There was a desire in his heart, he longed for time to stop at this moment.

Even if they are far away, he can still see the clear reflection in her eyes, only him.

It's a pity that this brief exchange of glances was quickly interrupted by the group of eunuchs behind him. The eunuch frowned, and cautiously approached Su Yanyang, and whispered to him: "Young master Su is still standing here to work." Hurry up and get in?"

Su Yanyang: "..."

Some reluctantly walked in, but they didn't attract anyone's attention, they just walked to Yu Sheng's side silently.

Under the beautiful dancing postures of the little girls in the audience, he smiled a little embarrassedly, "Your Majesty... what do you want to call Yan Yang over?"

He tried his best not to look at those people in the audience who were flirting with Yu Sheng, he was afraid that he would burst out uncontrollably.

"Can't I call you over if I have nothing to do?" Yu Sheng raised her eyebrows, pointed at the chair next to the dragon chair, and said, "Sit."

Su Yanyang obviously wanted to say something, but in the end he swallowed what he wanted to say.

He sat obediently on that chair, seeing that his eyes drooped slightly, he would not look at what he shouldn't.

And although the courtiers below were wondering why Su Yanyang appeared here, they just exchanged glances with their little friends, and didn't plan to spoil the fun when their daughters and the others were performing.

Su Yanyang was trying his best to suppress his sense of existence, but he couldn't hold back the gaze from the side that fell on him openly.

It gave him the feeling that he was being publicly executed.

Sitting stiffly on that chair, Su Yanyang lowered his head even lower.

"Su Yanyang."

A clear and clear voice suddenly sounded in my ear, a little familiar, but not quite like the familiar voice in my heart.

He raised his eyes subconsciously, and bumped into Yu Sheng's eyes.

She pursed her lips and lowered her voice, "Su Yanyang, which one do you think looks better?"

As if the crisp voice of a little girl's house rang in his ears again, this time Su Yanyang heard it clearly.

He looked at Yu Sheng with a dazed expression on his face, as if he didn't know what happened to his ear just now.

When there was no response, Yu Sheng kicked him again, "Speak."

"They...are not as good-looking as you."

Su Yanyang, who was in a daze, was kicked like this, and his whole face was flushed, so he choked out such a sentence.

Only after saying this sentence, he regretted it.

Ashamed and indignant, he wished he could find a hole in the ground to get in, Su Yanyang hurriedly looked away from Yu Sheng, and did not continue to look at Yu Sheng.

He subconsciously shifted his position so that his heartbeat would not be heard by Yu Sheng who was sitting very close.

There is a vague guess in his heart, but Su Yanyang is not sure yet.

Although the lower courtiers also saw their Majesty talking to the Prince of Liang, they couldn't hear clearly because the piano sound was relatively loud.

But Qi Yumo, the guard standing beside Yu Sheng, heard the conversation between them clearly.

The hand holding the sword hilt around his waist tightened slightly, Qi Yumo has been using his eyes to remind Yu Sheng that it is a public place and he should pay attention to his image.

As a result, every look that was handed over was either ignored or ignored.

Qi Yumo was so pissed off.

　Good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)