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 Emperor, 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 Emperor, can you tell me why your body is so cold?"
Sang Yu said nothing.
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, too fast for anyone 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 gets 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 around, but fortunately there was no one else around.
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, uncle..."
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, locking her out.
Sang Yu almost hit his nose.
She touched the tip of her nose, but she didn't feel angry at all.
"Uncle Emperor, although you don't want to tell me what disease you have, it's okay. I will definitely cure you."
Inside the door, Sang Yu stood silently. Hearing her voice, he vaguely remembered three years ago.
Three years ago, the late 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 prince now. After my death, who do you think should pass the throne to?"
"I am a descendant of the Sang family with royal blood."
He knew that his talent had made the late emperor jealous, and the late emperor was afraid that he would seek power after his death.
But after hearing his answer, the late emperor just smiled and asked the chamberlain to bring him a glass of wine: "Sang Yu, drink this glass of wine, and 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 thirty.
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 my death, the throne will be passed to Sang Yu, and you will be the regent. You must assist her well."
The late emperor felt relieved and made him regent.
And from that day on, he had to endure 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, one must drink her blood every day.
But how could her body bear it?
Although I don't know why she suddenly changed, if she knew that saving him would require paying 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 chapter)
