A scholar’s ​​path to becoming a god

Thinking of this, Sheng Zhiyu was not timid and smiled at the man in black.

The man in black's eyes darkened, and he stood up when Sheng Zhiyu finished his song: "Li Shangshu, I want to ask you for someone."

The Secretary of the Household Department was stunned. He did not expect that the regent would like Sheng Zhiyu: "Your Majesty, this is a person from Fuxianglou. I have no right to send it to you."

The regent said indifferently: "I will send people to Fuxianglou to explain the situation. I think they will give me this face."

Yang Liu smiled slightly: "Your Majesty is wise and mighty, sister, why don't you thank me?"

Sheng Zhiyu stood up and said, "Little girl, thank you, Your Majesty."

"Sit down next to me," the regent said.

Sheng Zhiyu took a deep breath. This regent put a lot of pressure on her, and he almost didn't look like an NPC anymore.

As soon as he sat down, the regent hugged Sheng Zhiyu in his arms.

Sheng Zhiyu froze immediately. Apart from Gu Xingzhou and Chu Muyan, she had never been in such close contact with a man.

Of course, it was an accident for Gu Xingzhou.

This regent is twelve years older than me, so he wouldn't want an old cow to eat young grass.

"I have something to do, so I will leave first. You can do whatever you want." The regent stood up.

Everyone knew that the regent was not thinking about the banquet...

"What should I do? Senior sister was taken away by that regent." Qi Heyi said anxiously over there.

Gu Xingzhou pondered: "She probably has determined that the Prince Regent is the key to the Tarot cards."

"That old pervert, what if he touches my senior sister?" Qi Heyi gritted his teeth, "Look at how impatient he is, doesn't he just want to do this, that, and again?"

Gu Xingzhou was a little irritated. He could only hear the voices on the other side, but couldn't see the situation. He didn't know what Sheng Zhiyu's current situation was.

Over there, Yang Liu said: "Your Majesty, my sister and I have a very good relationship. I wonder if you can let me say a few words of respect to my sister? It will be quick. It only takes half a stick of incense."

The regent glanced at Sheng Zhiyu and nodded in agreement.

Yang Liu pulled Sheng Zhiyu over affectionately, with a strange look in his eyes: "Sister, follow me."

"Why is the voice cut off?" Qi Heyi was stunned for a moment.

Gu Xingzhou stood up suddenly.

When Qi Heyi reacted, Gu Xingzhou had disappeared from his eyes.

Sheng Zhiyu was stuffed into a sedan, and the regent followed closely.

His first move when he came in was to hold Sheng Zhiyu's chin with a dangerous look in his eyes: "Who are you?"

Sheng Zhiyu was stunned for a moment: "Your Majesty, you hurt me."

The regent sneered: "I don't know, first you pretended to be the daughter of a salt transport envoy from the south of the Yangtze River, and then you pretended to be a brothel oiran. What on earth do you want to do?"

For the first time, Sheng Zhiyu realized that he had underestimated the NPC, and he actually knew everything.

Now that you know it, there’s no need to pretend.

Sheng Zhiyu's voice turned cold: "It turns out that the Jiangnan Salt Transport Envoy belongs to the prince."

A cold light flashed in the regent's eyes: "You are looking for death."

Sheng Zhiyu was startled by his murderous intent, but she knew she must not show any cowardice. For such a murderous god, the most annoying thing is a crying woman: "Your Majesty, you misunderstood, I do have a purpose, but I promise not to harm your Majesty." Interests."

"Oh? Are you sure?" Seeing that she was not frightened by her murderous intent, the regent became curious, "Do you know what an important move Liu Hanyan was to this king, and now it's all ruined by you. "

Sheng Zhiyu secretly cried out that he was unlucky. If he had known it, he would have changed someone else: "Liu Hanyan is just a symbol. What she can do, I can do too."

"She is a woman who knows the current affairs." The regent looked at her calmly, "But why should I believe you?"

Sheng Zhiyu's brain was racing: "Your Majesty, killing me now will do more harm than good.

I have entered the palace for the draft, and all the ladies in the palace know my appearance. It will definitely not work for the prince to replace the real Liu Hanyan.

If the prince doesn't kill me, I can continue Liu Hanyan's mission and help the prince protect the queen and the prince. "

"What did you say?" The murderous aura that the Regent had suppressed just now surged out again, and it was stronger than before.

Sheng Zhiyu met his gaze, fearless: "Although the little girl has little knowledge, the prince is definitely not the kind of person who would give up his great career for the sake of his children's personal affairs.

Then there is only one reason to explain it. His Royal Highness, the prince, must be the prince’s biological son. "

During the talent show, she saw a fifteen or sixteen year old boy in the palace who looked somewhat similar to the Prince Regent.

Later, when I saw the queen, I found that the boy and the queen were somewhat similar, so I came up with this bold idea.

Of course, this was just her guess. If she guessed wrong, she might die.

Sheng Zhiyu clenched his fists, and his back was already soaked.

The regent suddenly laughed: "She is a smart woman, but it is a pity that she was born a few years late, otherwise I would really like to marry you as my princess."

"The prince is joking." Sheng Zhiyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "And I would venture to guess that the prince wants the prince to inherit the throne and then give you the throne."

The regent raised the corners of his lips: "I didn't expect that someone would actually know my king's thoughts. It's okay to make me believe that you can take this medicine."

Sheng Zhiyu looked at the brown pill in the regent's hand and hesitated whether to swallow it.

If she dared to play any tricks, she believed that this man would break her neck in the next second.

"You should be honored. This is a medicine specially given to dead soldiers by my king. This is the first time it has been given to a woman." The regent said.

Forget it, just swallow it. As long as you can complete the task, you won't die.

Just as Sheng Zhiyu was about to swallow it, the sedan chair was suddenly stopped by someone.

The regent's eyes narrowed, he reached out and grabbed one of Sheng Zhiyu's arms, and walked out of the sedan chair.

Sheng Zhiyu saw Qi Heyi in red robe blocking the sedan and cried: "This is my sister, give me your sister quickly!"

The regent looked at Sheng Zhiyu suspiciously: "Is this your brother?"

Sheng Zhiyu didn't know what Qi Heyi was up to, so he could only cooperate: "Yes, my brother and I depended on each other. Miss Liu gave me enough money, so I risked my life to take his place.

As for going to Fuxiang Tower to be an oiran, I am also afraid that if something happens to the Holy One, I will be buried.

We originally wanted to make enough money and fly away, but I didn't expect that you, Your Majesty, would interfere and ruin our plan. "

"Do you think that as a three-year-old, I will believe your lies?" The regent pinched Sheng Zhiyu's chin and stuffed the pills in.

Qi Heyi's expression changed: "What did you feed my sister?"

The regent sneered: "Don't worry, as long as your sister is obedient, she will not die, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a sword energy coming towards him.

He barely managed to escape, and a piece of his clothes was cut off.