Seeing the smile on his lips, Sang Yu suddenly covered her stomach and said, "Ayu, I seem to be having my period."
Sang Yu's expression changed slightly: "Let's go back to the palace."
Sang Yu's face turned pale: "It's too late. I'll wait for you in the carriage. Go and buy me a menstrual belt."
Seeing that she was really uncomfortable, Sang Yu didn't dare to delay. After giving the coachman a few words, Sang Yu hurriedly got off the carriage.
Sang Yu had never bought anything like that before, so naturally he didn't know where to buy it.
He searched several stores along the way, but there was none.
In desperation, he stopped a woman and asked, "Where can I buy menstrual belts?"
The woman was stopped by such a handsome young man in front of her. She was very happy at first, but after hearing the questions he asked, her expression immediately turned cold.
"Pervert yourself."
Sang Yu frowned: "You..."
"Everyone, come and see, there's a pervert here."
Sang Yu was scolded by one woman and ended up being scolded by a bunch of women.
"He looks so pretty, how come he has this quirk? If he isn't a pervert, why is he?"
"In my opinion, he is the recent flower-picking thief. Everyone, catch him quickly and send him to the government."
Sang Yu's face was gloomy and he had been holding back without having an attack.
When a man came to catch him, he tapped their acupuncture points with his backhand.
Thinking that Sang Yu was still waiting for him, he didn't explain much and left quickly without anyone stopping him.
It wasn't until he left that someone finally recognized him.
"Tsk, isn't that the regent?"
"It turns out that the regent still has such eccentricities. No wonder he has never married a wife. Fortunately, I did not marry my daughter to him."
There was a sigh.
Not far away, Sang Yu, who was watching this scene, said very apologetically: "I'm sorry, Sang Yu."
She wasn't menstruating at all.
He lied to her just to leave.
Later, Sang Yu finally found a menstrual belt seller, and he bought a pack of menstrual belts under the boss's suspicious eyes.
On the way back, he thought of something and went to a clothing store to buy a new set of clothes before going back.
But halfway through, I met a driver driving a carriage.
He ran to him in a panic and said in a stumbling tone: "Your Majesty, it's not good, the emperor... the emperor is missing."
Sang Yu hurried back to the carriage and opened the curtain. Sang Yu's shadow was nowhere to be seen.
The first thing he thought of was that Sang Yu had been kidnapped by assassins.
He had been placing secret guards to follow her before. Today, he thought that nothing would happen if he was by her side, so he asked the secret guards to leave. Unexpectedly...
He couldn't help but blame himself, but at the next moment, he suddenly stopped.
There was a letter on the coffee table. He picked it up and looked at the four words "A Yu personally expresses it" on the envelope. The premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger. He was silent for a long time before slowly opening it.
"Ayu, when you read this letter, I will have already left.
Sorry, I lied to you.
I will come back. If you can, please keep my throne for me. "
Sang Yu thinks Sang Yu is ridiculous.
Why should she ask him to keep her throne?
Doesn't she know that when he likes someone, he can be completely obedient to her?
But if he hates someone, he will make her pay ten times and a hundred times the price.
"Sangyu——"
The lively street suddenly became silent, without a trace of response.
Sang Yu squeezed the letter tightly, his eyes were scarlet and his breath was cold.
"Liar." He curled his lips with a sinister smile, "When I catch you, I will break your legs, I will."
Break her legs and lock her up so she can never escape.
(End of chapter)
