She raised her head and glanced at Cang Heng.
His eyes were tightly closed, showing no signs of waking up.
Could it be that she was hurting him?
She relaxed her strength, retracted her legs that were pressing on him, and rested her head on his chest.
She raised her head and kissed his cheek, closing her eyes sleepily: "Good night, my little beauty."
Soon, the girl on him breathed evenly and fell asleep.
But Cang Heng looked at the large golden dragon embroidered curtain above his head and couldn't fall asleep.
He slowly lowered his eyes, and his eyes gradually fell on Sang Yu, who was lying on his chest.
Her eyebrows were lightly closed, her long eyelashes were drooped, her mouth was slightly open, and she was breathing evenly, and the air was filled with her scent.
It’s all hard to ignore.
Cang Heng froze and raised his hand to lift her away, but he didn't know how to start.
He didn't know she was a woman before, so he had no worries.
But right now...
Finally, he sighed deeply, as if accepting his fate, and let the girl lie in his arms.
For some reason, Sang Yu felt that Cang Heng's body was unusually warm last night, like a small heater. She didn't need to cover herself with a quilt at all. She wrapped her whole body around him and slept very sweetly.
As a result, I was late for court again the next day.
When she sat on the dragon chair and looked at Xie Qian below with a smile, she only got a cold face.
Unexpectedly, Sang Yu did not come to court today.
She turned to Wei Fangxu and asked, "Why didn't the regent come?"
"Back to Your Majesty, the regent is ill. He has already gone to court. This is his memorial. You haven't read it yet."
Sang Yu's face hurt when she thought that she was half an hour late, but she still had to care about what happened to Sang Yu.
She took the memorial from Wei Fangxu's hand and saw that it did say sick leave, but it only said ordinary wind and cold.
Although it was not a serious illness, it was Sang Yu's turn to care about him.
"Uncle Huang is sick, I have to go and see him."
As soon as the court came, Sang Yu took a large number of guards to the Regent's Mansion. With such an imposing manner, someone who didn't know it would have thought they were raiding the house.
"Uncle Emperor, I'm here to see you."
Sang Yu had someone knock on the door, but there was no response at all.
She was afraid that something would happen to Sang Yu, so she had someone push the door open.
As soon as he entered the house, Sang Yu felt a rush of heat.
There was a stove in the center of the room, and the charcoal fire was burning.
Why are you lighting a fire on such a hot day?
"Uncle Emperor?"
Sang Yu looked around, but didn't see Sang Yu's figure, so she stepped into the bedroom. When she saw Sang Yu lying on the couch, covered with two or three layers of quilts and still shaking faintly, her eyes froze and she walked quickly. Walked over.
At this sight, she was stunned.
Sang Yu's lips were purple, his face was extremely pale, his eyelashes were covered with frost, and his body was so cold that he could see through it.
"38, what happened to him?"
38 Looking through the plot book, the story of this dimension only involves Sang Yu taking back Sang Yun Kingdom and it ends. It does not talk about what disease Sang Yu has at all.
It whispered: "Xiaoyu, I don't know either..."
Sang Yu didn't bother to mock it, and quickly took Sang Yu's cold hand and rubbed it hard for him.
Sang Yu's eyes were closed tightly, and his brows were furrowed. He was obviously in pain and couldn't get out.
Sang Yu saw that rubbing him for a long time still couldn't warm him up. She was so anxious that she watched his face getting worse and worse, and the color of his lips slowly began to turn black.
Thinking of something, she took off the hairpin from her head and cut her palm without hesitation...
(End of chapter)
