Xie Yu said with a light smile beside him, "what do you want?"

Shen Ying looks up at him.

He has beautiful eyebrows and charming eyes.

Xie Yu saw him look over, gently hook lips, "want anything can."

Shen Ying lowered his eyes. He opened his thin lips and spat out two words, "military power."

When he said this, he did not expect Xie Yu to agree.

But the man dropped his eyes and gave a low smile, "good."

Shen Ying suddenly looked up at him, "what do you say?"

Xie Yu was in good health. Although he could stand the cold, he didn't like it. He pulled him out and said, "I said OK, go back to you. Go back first. It's cold."

Xie Yu doesn't like cold, which Shen Ying knows.

Once again, he heard his heart beating. The tip of his heart seemed to be shaking, with a trace of non-standard, very delicate sweetness.

Will he really give him military power?

Shen Ying thought all the way.

But Xie Yu didn't think about it. He was thinking about whether he could drink mutton soup. He should drink mutton soup when it's cold.

During this period of time, he also found that Shen Ying and his previous strategic targets are not the same. He grew up under the hands of a perverted old witch.

In the past, everyone looked down upon him and thought that he was a puppet. Now that the old witch died, they think that he is a man who laughs under the powerful minister like a woman.

No matter when, they never regard him as emperor.

Shen Ying wants to be emperor.

Then he's going to give him the power to be his boss.

When he came to the gate of Chengqian palace, Xie Yu suddenly sighed.

When a cunning rabbit dies, a running dog cooks.

The Empress Dowager of Zhou is dead. If he is delegating power to him, handing over the military power to him, and beating the civil servants to pave the way for him, he can really be an emperor. Then he, as a powerful minister, will be able to do his best.

"What's the matter?" Shen Ying suddenly turned to look at him and asked in a cold voice.

"It's nothing. I'm thinking about mutton soup or beef soup today." Xie Yu took his hand and said with a smile.

It's really nothing.

He was just moved by himself.

Xie Yu felt that he was just too great. If Shen Ying didn't move him, he would have nothing to say.

Shen Ying looked at him with complicated eyes, pursed his lips, and walked into Chengqian palace with him.

Xie Yu finally drank the mutton soup he wanted to drink.

After drinking the soup, he patted his stomach with a smile and lay down in Shen Ying's arms.

Shen Ying's arms are very cold, no matter when, his arms are very cold.

Xie Yu rubbed in front of his chest, "sleepy."

Shen Ying held the back of his head in his cold hand and gave a cold kiss in the corner of his forehead.

Xie Yu likes him to kiss him very much. Every time he kisses him, he will be very happy.

Xie Yu was very happy. He rubbed in his arms and fell asleep.

Shen Ying didn't move his arms. He looked down at his beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

......

Shen Ying didn't know when he fell asleep. When he opened his eyes, his side was empty. Xie Yu, who had been lying beside him, had already disappeared.

Shen Ying suddenly got up, looked down at the bed and wandered, "come on

His first reaction was whether Xie Yu was angry, whether he was angry because he wanted military power, so he didn't want him.

A huge sense of panic surrounded him. In a short moment, Shen Ying's face turned white by two points.