Chapter 1171: plaything?

Fu Gonggong squatted on the ground and refused to look up. He did not dare to scream again.
Such silence is almost mad, and his heart is also very clear.
In this palace, whoever dares to move his things besides the father?
Chu Yu stepped and went outside. Fu Gonggong quickly got up and followed the past, and his heart was very panicked.
He will face the wrath of the two emperors. Can you survive today?
Taihao Palace
Emperor Taishang was sitting in the main hall in a daze, and occasionally made two sighs. Meng Changling, who was reading a book, lowered his eyebrows and condensed the book, as if he had not heard the sigh.
Since the stunned Chu Yu was sent back to the palace, the Emperor Taishang has always been like this, she is used to it.
"How did you say that your child became like this? He was not like this before. How good is a child, how suddenly it became like this?"
Meng Changling didn't even raise his head. He faintly said: "People will always change."
"That must have changed in the right direction. How did it become like this?"
Taishang Huang looked distressed, and couldn’t understand why, his son, the of war, who was strategizing on the battlefield, as long as he mentioned it, the son who could make him extremely proud would become what he is today.
Just because of a woman, he can ignore his life, even this country can not.
Meng Changling finally lifted his eyes, faintly sweeping toward the emperor, and there was a trace of sarcasm in his eyes.
How can people who understand the affectionate people understand the suffering of deep lovers?
How do you understand the pain of deep people?
His own cool feelings, but also the world is with him?
His son, like him, should not put a woman in his eyes, as a plaything?
Meng Changling hangs his head again and whispers: "There is always a cause for fruit."
Tai Shang Huang still didn't want to understand what Meng Changling said, and there were eunuchs rushing in: "Tai Shang Huang, the emperor is coming."
When the Emperor's eyebrows were on display, there was a smile on the face: "He woke up?" He said that he got up.
He doesn't care much about women, but he is ruthless and thin, but he is really caring for his son.
Still not welcoming the door, Chu Hao rushed in.
Seeing his son's temperament, walking is as usual as he is, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the medical skills of the girl are not bad.
Chu Yu stood in front of the father and gave him a gift before he asked the father: "The father, the portrait in the royal study and the letters left by the nephew, please return the father."
The eyebrows of Taishang’s original stretched up immediately, and the little sunshine that just floated up was instantly exhausted.
He glanced at Fu Gonggong behind Chu, and scared Fu Gonggong's body to shrink back and forth, and dared not lift it.
The Emperor Taihang: "What paintings do you think? I don't know what you are talking about!"
"Father's Emperor--" Chu Yu's voice suddenly increased. "I can't care about the portrait, but I believe, please return the father."
Tomorrow's emperor: "I said, there is no letter, even if there is, it has already become ashes."
Chu Yu’s vomiting blood, but this person is his father, and he can’t fight.
He was about to open his mouth, but found that a gaze fell on him, looking sideways, just in the eyes of Shang Meng.
Meng Taiyu blinked at him, with a hint of light smile on his face.
Chu Yu immediately swallowed the words of the mouth, leaving his sleeves.
Just out of the Taiyuan Palace, I saw a woman dressed in a palace dress standing under the acacia tree outside the Tai Palace.