Chapter 975： It's too late to pretend to be cute 2

To this day, Emperor Beiji is gradually getting older, and he is not able to tell right from wrong as before.

A few years ago, I listened to the slander and felt that Wang Xiao’s line would eventually overwhelm the master. It was a scourge and threatened his throne, so I originally had the intention of banning it, but I didn’t expect it to wait for him to do it. King Xiao had already died of an old illness.

This time just called his mind, let alone an unkind name, the Emperor Beiji was very satisfied with this, and completely ignored those things in the Xiao Palace, and did not intend to withdraw the title of Su Yu. .

But in the palace, having this title makes people more jealous, especially the women who are in the backyard and the children who don't have much knowledge.

Su Yu's life can be imagined.

Prince Xiao's mansion has long since fallen into disrepair, but the population in the mansion is still large, and there is a lack of food and clothing, and no one cares about Su Yu, who was young and incapable when he lost his parents.

In fact, Su Yu's life was still pretty decent, but when everyone in the palace found out that the emperor hadn't taken a high look at the palace of Xiao because of Su Yu, he was still a little disgusted, and everyone's attitude changed.

In the end, this is an era of distinct levels. If there is no emperor behind, these concubines will not directly step on the head of the son.

This winter is still difficult.

It’s been a while in winter. It’s already been snowing outside. The road to Prince Xiao’s Mansion was a bit slippery. A thin-looking boy hung his head. He was wearing slightly unsuitable clothes. Walked out a little bit cautiously.

In fact, there are still a few shops under the Prince Xiao’s Mansion. Although the business is not good, it is still enough for the whole family if they make a living, but the few hundred million in the mansion don’t think so. They are used to everything. This amount of money is not enough, let alone even going out to other people.

So Su Yu didn't get much carbon for heating this winter.

It was just in time for the coldest weather, so this was my plan to pick up some firewood from the outside and go back. Although it was not that useful, it was better than nothing.

The boy hung his head and walked step by step, making it difficult to see the emotions in his eyes. Generally speaking, someone guarding the front door is not willing to let him out. No one is guarding the back, but it is closed all the year round. It takes some effort to open.

When I reached the back door, my fingertips touched the ice-cold horizontal column with snow falling.

Su Yu's fingertips trembled slightly, and that face finally lifted up. He was only a teenage boy. He looked a little thin, but his appearance was quite delicate. He pressed the corners of his lips with a stubborn smell and black eyes. It was even more profound, not knowing what he was thinking.

Although it was cold, Su Yu finally gritted his teeth to move the wooden block away, pushed the door through a crack, and got out.

As soon as I left the house, the cold wind roared outside.

The wind was like a knife, and it was hurting and cold.

Su Yu paused on the spot, finally chose a direction, raised his foot and walked over there.

Fortunately, because of his old illness, King Xiao liked quietness, so the palace was built in a relatively remote place.