Male God, a Little Su

Chapter 843: Die the emperor to be the queen mother 3

  Chapter 843 The emperor died and became the queen mother 35

  Su Yan woke up slowly, and before she opened her eyes, she felt a little dizzy in her head.

  Unexpectedly, after tossing in the middle of the night, the boy fell asleep, but made her sick.

  If Mother Jiang knew about it, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to give Duchuan a good face.

  Su Yan shook her head, and as soon as she took her hand away, the thin young man who was sleeping, woke up.

  She stood up, and when she lowered her head, she faced a pair of eyes that were still somewhat blank. The pupils in the eyes were black, and they looked like colored glaze under the candlelight, and they were clear and clear.

  With a soft and harmless aspect, it can indeed evoke the softest part of the human heart.

   "Wake up?" She stood up and squeezed her wrist.

  I just felt that all my bones were rattling, and the spring and winter warmth came in and persuaded: "Manny, go back and rest?"

  This little **** has nothing to do with good looks.

  I really don’t know where the empress’s eyes are closed.

  Duchuan was already awake, he blinked, and sat up with his arms halfway up.

   whispered: "Trouble your mother again."

  "Do you know the trouble too?" Dong Nuan snorted, "I grabbed my mother's hand in the middle of the night, and I can't tear it apart! You little eunuch's courage is really too big!"

  Duchuan's ears were reddish, his eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to look at Su Yan's smiling eyes.

  He lowered his head, his eyelashes grew longer, casting a faint shadow under his eyes. The breath of the whole body was helpless and lonely, and the pale face was set off, making Chunnuan and Dongnuan silent for a moment, and they were unable to say a single word.

   Seeing him not speaking, Su Yan waved her hand, "My palace is back, and if you dare to toss, my palace won't bother to take care of you."

  She turned around and left without a trace of nostalgia.

Du Chuan unconsciously picked the bed sheet under him, and suddenly called Su Yan. Although his tone was hoarse and weak, he said with special earnestness: "From now on, the slave will have his life! As long as the mother needs it, the slave is willing to be the mother. Be a cow and be a horse!"

  "Being a cow and a horse?" In his lazy voice, there was a seemingly nonchalant interest, "There are too many people who want to be a cow and a horse in this house. If you want to be a cow and a horse, you have to see if you are qualified."

   Accompanied by a chuckle that seemed like nothing, the figure of the woman gradually disappeared outside the door.

  But it’s beautiful, with the smell of Rosewood still in the air. It proved again that that person had really come.

  Duchuan lowered his eyes, looking at his ugly fingers, his head was scarred, and one of his nails was missing.

  Is still the lowest humble servant in the palace.

  He licked his dry, bleeding lips and smiled a little strangely.

   "Really... not even qualified to serve..."

  Such rough hands will cut her skin even if they serve her?

  ……

  Wangs went back here, and directly handed the letter to Su Jingzhi.

   Seeing Su Jun and Su Muzhi's sour, two big eyes, staring straight at Wang, she panicked when she looked straight.

  The two were wronged and asked in unison:

   "Sister didn't bring me the letter?"

   "Did my daughter write to me?"

  Wang: "……"

  She rolled her eyes indecently, patted her sleeves, sat down Shi Shiran, and poured a cup of hot tea.

   spit out two words coldly, "No."

  Su Jun: "This unfilial daughter! Does she remember me as a dad?!"

"It looks like you don't remember it? Hey, in people's minds, there is only her second elder brother~" Su Muzhi pouted and stared at the letter in Su Jingzhi's hand. She was about to move, and wanted to grab it directly. .

  (End of this chapter)