I still remember the king's heart

When the first ray of sunlight climbed onto the window coffin in the morning, Sang Yu woke up faintly, her body was still a little sore, she dazedly went to the side to fish it, the blanket was cold, her whole body was shivering, and she didn't feel sleepy at all.

She slightly lowered her eyes, feeling a little lost in her heart, is it just a dream again?

"Crack——" the door slammed softly, Su Ming came in with a tray, saw that she was already up, and frowned, "Why don't you get more sleep?"

Sang Yu stared at her blankly, tears gradually gathered in her eyes, the happiest thing is waking up every morning, you are with the sunshine.

"Why are you crying?" Su Ming put the cooked porridge on the small table next to her bed, looked up and saw the man with tears in his eyes, feeling a little at a loss.

Sang Yu took the initiative to rush over to hug her, hot tears fell drop by drop into her neck, froze, Bailian steel turned into soft fingers, slowly hugged her, feeling soft in her heart.

She didn't know how to coax someone, so she could only repeat over and over again, don't cry, and the action of wiping her tears was a bit clumsy.

Sang Yu burst out laughing, her nose was still red, but the smile on her face melted like ice and snow.

"It's okay..." I was just very moved.

Su Mingding stared at her with deep eyes, suddenly reached out to caress the bruise on her neck, and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

Sang Yu's face flushed with embarrassment, remembering those scenes last night that made people blush and heartbeat, and how she actually...

"No...it doesn't hurt..." She took a few steps back, trying to avoid her hand, but knocked down the stool, staggered, and fell backwards.

Su Ming hugged her waist, pressed her on the bed, hooked her fingers around the belt of her dark clothes, and breathed into her ear like blue: "I throw myself into my arms early in the morning, do you want me to love you?"

He is obviously such a cold person, but when he teases people, it makes people blush and heartbeat, but he is still serious.

Sang Yu blushed to the point of her ears, and Fen Quan lightly beat her on the shoulder, trying to get her to let go, but someone grabbed her.

Tenderness flashed across Su Ming's cold and silent eyes, and he lowered his head to peck her lips. Her thin lips were soft and soft, and she wanted a deeper level of sweetness.

Sang Yu pushed her away abruptly, mumbling: "I... I'm hungry..."

So he had no choice but to give up, Su Ming pulled her up from the bed and handed her the porridge.

Sang Yu took it and drank it with a soup spoon in small sips. It was just lukewarm, soft and hard.

"You did it?"

Su Ming shook his head, "It's Nie Fei."

Sang Yu nodded, thinking about it, she really couldn't imagine what it would be like to be busy in the kitchen, maybe even tear down the kitchen.

In the end, as if she remembered something, she bit her lip and wanted to ask, but dared not ask, and secretly glanced at Su Ming.

Su Ming frowned slightly, and pursed his lips.

Knowing that she was angry, Sang Yu put down the bowl, blushed slightly, and asked, "Have you been married before?"

"..."

Su Ming didn't speak, but silently radiated cold air, and Sang Yu shivered from the cold.

Since she has never been married, why is there so many tricks on the bed that it is simply overwhelming.

Sang Yu blushed, and asked again: "Then...you used to be like that with others..."

"No," Su Ming said coldly, this is all a mess, this woman has been thinking about something wildly all day long.

"The killer will do it on the bed when necessary"

Sang Yu groaned, buried her head in the porridge, and didn't speak any more, but there was a smile that couldn't be concealed on the corner of her lips.

Su Ming sighed softly in his heart, silly girl, a little kindness can make you happy like this.

She reached out to straighten the broken hair on her forehead, and said in a low voice, "Today I will go out to perform a mission, and you will wait here for me, don't go anywhere"

Sang Yu nodded, bit his lips and said, "Will there be any danger?" In the end, he felt that his question was a waste of time. A person who licks blood with a knife is never in danger.

There was obvious worry in her eyes, and a faint smile floated on Su Ming's lips, "You don't know my martial arts yet."

Only then did Sang Yu feel relieved, nodded, and grabbed her skirt, "Then...then be careful...come back early"

Su Ming agreed, and held her hand, "Don't believe anyone in the Buyu building except Yuechan Lin and Nie Fei."

Nie Fei is the person who has always pretended to be Huanhua and took care of her. Although he is taciturn, he is very reliable.

Sang Yu nodded, "Will you be gone for a long time?"

Su Ming froze, something flashed quickly in his eyes, but Sang Yu didn't see it clearly.

"Take care of yourself while I'm away"

Sang Yu suddenly felt that the porridge in her mouth was bitter and tasteless. She lowered her eyebrows and nodded slightly, "Yes, I will."

Su Ming has her work to do, but she can't be her burden.

"My lord, my destiny has already set off."

"Okay, my lord is right. You go down first." Rong Chu took a sip of tea, unable to hide the excitement in his eyes. Although Su Ming looked indifferent on the surface, he actually valued love and righteousness. The kindness of Zhiyu has followed him for ten years. Now that he wants to retreat, he has to do the last thing for him, sneak into the prison and assassinate Nan Aman. The soldiers returned to Beijing, and he could use the excuse of Rong You's self-respect for the soldiers to plot misconduct, coerce the emperor to order the princes, and order the princes from all directions to come to serve the king.

When the time comes, everyone's expectations will come true, and his ascension to the throne will be justified, but as for his destiny, he is already an abandoned pawn. If he dies in the prison guarded by heavy soldiers, he will be relieved. If he comes out alive...

There was a gloomy flash in his eyes, so don't blame him for not remembering the past, she knows he has too many secrets, only the dead can keep secrets forever.

In the night, Huanhua's fetus started to move violently, and the pain was unbearable. He invited Mr. Lin to come to see her, and he frowned and said, "Hurry up and ask Mrs. Wen to come, she's about to give birth."

Huamanlou was in a hurry, Yuechan tugged at his sleeve and said, "Sangyu will trouble Mr. Lin."

Lin Lao nodded, "That's natural, you still want to go out so late?"

Yuechan changed into night clothes, dressed in bunting, and held a sword in her hand.

She smiled heartlessly, "Yeah, I'm going on a temporary mission."

What mission requires the principal and deputy hosts to be dispatched at the same time, and Yuechan is fine, even the one who wants to kill her sweetheart? You must know that Sangyu must have suffered no less crimes than Huanhua tonight.

Lin Lao muttered and picked up the medicine box, counting the time, there should be some movement in Ningguohou's mansion.

The Heavenly Prison holds all capital criminals and is heavily guarded. There are countless traps in it. It is said that it was designed and supervised by the previous monarch. It can detain important criminals of the empire in leisure time and serve as the last barrier of the palace in wartime.

The cold light broke through the night, Su Ming flipped his wrist, and silently slit the throat of the last night watch guard, dragged him to a remote place, put on his clothes and went out.

The world is so big, there are so many masters, and she didn't dare to sneak into the deep palace in her heyday, let alone now that her skill has only recovered half, it is better to be careful and try to outsmart her, after all, that person is still waiting for her.

Sang Yu looked at the pitch-black bowl of medicine on the table for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Has your host not come back yet?"

Nie Fei lowered his eyebrows and replied softly, "No."

Sang Yu nodded, picked up the bowl of medicine and drank it down. Just as she was about to say something, she felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, and big beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and she almost fell off the bed.

Nie Fei supported her, "Your maidservant, invite Lin Lao to come."

Sang Yu gritted her teeth, her face pale, "No... go invite Ning Yuan first"

"Yes." Nie Fei was stunned, and helped her lie down on the bed. When she lifted the quilt, she found blood oozing from between her legs. She bit her lip and ran out.

Lin Lao said that this poison takes effect quickly and comes fiercely, so don't be careless, otherwise your life will be in danger.

Ning Yuan paced back and forth outside the door irritably, with a thin layer of sweat oozing from his forehead, and it has been two hours since Mrs. Wen went in, but there is still no movement.

"I've seen Lord Hou" Mr. Lin hurried over with a medicine box on his back, but Ning Yuan grabbed him, "You don't have to be polite, go in and have a look."

Lin Lao nodded and was about to lift his foot in, when Ning Yuan whispered again: "If the situation is urgent, you can go to the mother and keep the child."

Lin Lao didn't speak, a trace of disdain flitted across his eyes, he turned and entered the door.

"My lord, there has been movement in the Hou's mansion. It is said that it was a dystocia, and it took two hours to give birth."

After the man in black in front of him finished his report, Rong Chu put on a gentle smile on his lips again, but there was a gloomy look in his eyes.

"In that case, it's no wonder I'm the king. Has the Wen Po we arranged got in?"

"Back to the prince, I have already mixed in. At that time, I just need to poison the soup without anyone noticing, and the prince's confidant will naturally die."

If Sang Yu gave birth to a child, it would be useless, and he always dismissed abandoned pawns. Since she and Su Ming are so affectionate, it would be better to be a companion on Huangquan Road.

Su Ming lowered her head and followed the guards in front of her to patrol the night, she seemed to keep her eyes on the ground, but actually remembered all the routes she had traveled in her heart. When her eyes dimmed, she had stepped into the dark sky prison.

The dungeon was damp and dark, and there was a pungent smell as soon as you entered it. This was nothing to the fate of killing people all the year round. She still kept her eyes fixed and secretly wrote down the route.

It is said that there are countless organs in Tianlao, so she had no choice but to follow in the footsteps of the person in front of her. Fortunately, she has the ability of photographic memory.

Going deeper and deeper, the humidity is heavier, and the chill is threatening. Knowing that the fate is coming soon, she secretly raises her Qi luck, and there are fifteen people in a small team of imperial guards, which are still within the range she can deal with.

There was a fork ahead, the team suddenly stopped, and the captain at the head gave an order: "The one in the back, take a few people over there to have a look."

He pointed to a road to the left.

Su Ming said inwardly that she was not good. Although she knew a little about the skill of Qimen Dunjia, she had been memorizing the route just now. It's a small thing, exposing yourself is a big thing

The author has something to say:

I feel that the circuit in our dormitory is full of disasters. As soon as I walked to the door today, I heard a slap on the electric meter, so my aunt came and died in pain. The author did not have a warm baby to warm up. Tomorrow morning I have to wash my face with cold water, my heart is completely broken... Rolling all over the floor, begging for comfort, begging for support, begging for all kinds of needs!Warm me up with your enthusiasm! ! !