I Dumped My Prince Charming Once Again

Shen Ying sat quietly in the room and ate, and An Yi would take him back to the palace after eating.

Shen Ying followed them out of the National Teacher's Mansion without seeing Xie Yu from the beginning to the end.

He didn't ask any questions, just got into the carriage and went back.

For several days, Xie Yu didn't go to court, and when he asked, he was sick.

Shen Ying often sat in the palace and wondered if the tucked-in quilt that day was just his own illusion.

He was actually still angry.

But it's not right to think so.

Although Xie Yuren didn't show up all the time, the items sent to Chengqian Palace in the past two days were not lacking, and they were still delivered like flowing water, one after another, each more expensive than the last.

Shen Ying lowered his eyes lightly, holding in his hand the military book he had read that day, he put down the military book, "An Yi."

An Yi hurried over, bent slightly and asked, "Your Majesty, what orders do you have?"

Shen Ying didn't raise his head, his slender knuckles landed on the title page of the military book, and his voice was soft and cold, "What is your lord doing recently?"

From that day on, he always thought of him, the way he blushed when he was drunk, the way he said he liked Shen Ying, and the way he was under him.

An Yi let out an "ah" and frowned, "This subordinate doesn't know."

Shen Ying raised his eyes and glanced at him, his eyes were clear but intimidating, "I don't know?"

An Yi felt as if an invisible mountain was holding him down, and he couldn't straighten up, "This subordinate has been in the palace for the past few days, you know that, how can this subordinate know that your lord is in the palace?" What are you doing outside?"

As he spoke, An Yi's voice gradually weakened, he raised his eyes cautiously, and almost fell to his knees.

Shen Ying glanced at him lightly, as if he didn't intend to continue talking.

An Yi pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, ".Why don't you send him into the palace for questioning?"

Shen Ying lowered his eyes and said nothing.

An Yi was in a bit of a dilemma, he really didn't understand what the little emperor meant, his thoughts were even harder to fathom than his master's.

When there was a stalemate in the palace, the palace people outside brought up the meal, "It's time for the emperor to eat."

Shen Ying stood up.

He waited for the palace maid to try it before picking up the chopsticks. When he took the first bite, Shen Ying paused for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at the maid who came up with the meal.

The little maid looked away in a panic.

It was a new face, as if he had never seen it before.

Shen Ying chewed the food in his mouth slowly, and then vomited out a mouthful of blood after eating.

An Yi and the others turned pale with fright, some detained the maid, while others ran out in a panic to call for the imperial physician.

At the last moment when Shen Ying fell down, the corners of his cold lips hooked slightly.

The meals delivered by Xie Yu's people are the best every day, and the taste is better than any food he has eaten before. The food he has eaten in the past few days is even better than what he ate at the Ru Yue Palace banquet.

The meal just now was not as good as it was during this period of time.

He knew something was wrong.

He clearly knew there was a problem.

But he didn't know why, but he swallowed it anyway.

He felt that he would not die.

still feel.

Xie Yu will come to see him.

Now, he will always come.

Shen Ying gently closed his eyes amidst the panicked shouts of the crowd.