Chapter 199 Four Villains Crematorium 31

Sang Yu was caught off guard and was pulled over. She looked at Sang Yu's stern profile so close to her that she was so frightened that she didn't dare to move.

"Uncle, please don't kill me..." She was about to cry.

She still has three beauties waiting for her to conquer!

The expected pain did not come, and she watched in disbelief as Sang Yu grabbed her hand and poured a bottle of medicinal powder into her bleeding palm.

Was he going to poison her?

But she won't be poisoned.

There was a faint burning sensation from the wound, and Sang Yu thought that there was a medicine in the world that could turn people into a pool of blood. Her eyes widened, like a frightened kitten, and she wanted to get the medicine powder away from her palm like hair.

But Sang Yu had no choice but to hold her tightly, and finally tied her palms with a layer of gauze before slowly letting her go.

Sang Yu had time and quickly tried to take off the bandage. The wound hurt slightly, and it must have been corroded.

Sang Yu seemed impatient and stretched out his hand to tap her acupuncture points.

Sang Yu couldn't move anymore, pursed her lips, and looked at him aggrievedly.

"Uncle Emperor, I will never dare to kiss you again. Please don't kill me..."

The ends of her eyes turned red, and a line of tears fell down her face.

Sang Yu looked stunned when he saw her like this. When did he want to kill her?

Wait, why doesn't he want to kill her?

If it had been anyone else, he would have died countless times.

There was a strange emotion in his heart that he didn't even know he had, and he thought of his cough just now.

He wasn't feeling uncomfortable at that time. Why was he coughing?

Make her look back?

But why would she look back?

Why did he think she would come back?

And why do you want her to look back?

A series of questions made Sang Yu feel complicated.

He was silent for a long time, then picked up the robe hanging on the screen next to him, turned his back to Sang Yu, and put it on expressionlessly.

There was no grievance on Sang Yu's face. At this moment, watching Sang Yu change clothes, tears almost flowed from her mouth.

Help!

His waist is really thin!

I really want to hug you (˙˙)

As if he was aware of the peeping, Sang Yu turned his head, and Sang Yu quickly looked away, trying to keep the expression on his face from being so erotic.

Sang Yu, who was neatly dressed, looked so ascetic and unattainable.

The more he behaves like this, the more Sang Yu wants to pull him down from the altar and see how his breathing is messy, his face is red and his heart is beating.

Well, when she kissed him just now, his unconscious response was quite good.

Before long, she must let him take the initiative to kiss her, hehe!

Sang Yu was thinking a lot and didn't notice that Sang Yu had left.

When she came to her senses, the room was empty and she was the only one left.

She was unable to move after her acupuncture points were tapped, and she shouted helplessly: "Uncle Emperor, let me out!"

Dying, dying.

He must have been so angry that he wanted to kill her.

Sang Yu looked at the wound wrapped in bandages and frowned. If she had known better, she would not have saved him.

But after waiting for a long time, she felt no pain except at the beginning, and the wound did not bleed. Instead, it felt cool and a little comfortable.

So he was trying to stop her bleeding?

Sang Yu curled her lips and smiled again.

She knew that the emperor's uncle was hard-spoken and soft-hearted.

But why didn't you tell her and tap her acupuncture points?

When Sang Yu could move half an hour later, he felt sore all over.

She rubbed her arms and legs and walked out of the bedroom. The charcoal fire outside had been removed. Sang Yu stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking indifferently at the pear tree with withered petals outside the window.

Knowing that she had come out, he glanced sideways at her, his eyes dark and unpredictable.

"Why save me?"

(End of chapter)