The young man was not afraid of him. He looked up at him and said, "my surname is Xie, and my single name is jade."

In this case, the old ministers who have lost their manners at the banquet are more and more.

They all looked at the bright yellow figure and fidgeted.

This... This is really incredible.

If not, they would doubt whether Xie Yu was not dead at all.

Shen Ying was holding the wine glass in a low voice. He couldn't hear any emotion

The boy picked up the tail of his eyes, licked his red lips, and said with a smile, "jade of jade."

At the banquet, there was no official who dared to speak.

They looked at the young man in the middle of the main hall with fear, and they were sweating for him.

Who doesn't know about the emperor and the national master.

He looks like this...

they really can't imagine what will happen to him.

For a long time, the man in high position nodded gently, "come here."

After two seconds of silence, everyone suddenly raised their heads.

The boy in red in the center of the hall gave a slight smile and walked up slowly.

He went to Shen Ying's side, poured a glass of wine for him, and then raised his hands and sent it up.

Shen yingding looked at the face and took the glass of wine. "You are very similar to him."

Everyone knows who he's talking about.

The young man standing in front of him laughed, tilted his head as if he didn't know anything, and asked, "I don't know what your majesty said..."

Shen Ying drank the glass of wine. His eyes were drooping and his black eyelashes were clear. "Xie Yu, Xie Guoshi."

The youth smile a little, "is it, how like."

Shen won as like as two peas. He looked up at him without looking up. "It's very, very similar.

The boy smiles again, he smiles very beautiful, this smile seems to melt ice and snow, spring flowers.

...

Shen Ying left him.

as like as two peas, the master of the Ministry of ritual, the Minister of love, sent Shen Shen to Shen Shen, who was very similar to the former Xie, who liked him very much.

Since this day, no one has mentioned the matter of filling the harem, because everyone knows that it is useless to send people in, and they can't win favor.

Xie Yu is just like a monster. He turns Shen Ying's fans around. He listens to Shen Ying and follows him in everything he says.

On this day, it snowed heavily.

Shen Ying's subordinates caught a little tiger like a cat.

The charcoal fire in the room was warm. The little tiger was orange all over the room. It was a small ball. Its fur was bright and shiny. It was very beautiful.

Xie Yu, who was sitting in the Tianyue palace, ran out. He looked at the little tiger and said to Shen Ying, who was sitting in front of the dining table, "emperor, the little tiger has a good aura."

The mutton soup on the table was steaming hot. Shen Ying didn't touch a spoon of it. He turned his head and glanced at the little tiger, "well."

Squatting in the cage in front of the young pupil black light, "let's raise it down?"

Shen Ying took a mouthful without expression, turned to the people around him and said, "go get my knife."

The little tiger in the cage licked the boy's hand, soft, and looked more gentle and lovely than the cat.

Xie Yu looked back at him and asked, "what are you doing with a knife?"

His pupils are still black and bright, black as stars in the sky, clean and transparent without half impurities.

People around Shen Ying looked at him, lowered their heads and said, "yes."