Male God, a Little Su

Su Qingyun scratched his head, and said embarrassingly: "It's almost memorized, I'll come back..."

"Oh, come back and recite it?"

Su Yan stood up slowly. She looked slender among women, but she was a full head shorter than Su Qingyun. However, the momentum around her was far from what Su Qingyun could match. Seeing her stand up, Su Qingyun jumped a few meters like a frightened rabbit.

"Su Qingyun, if you fail the exam this time, I will break your legs when you come back, and send you back to your hometown to farm." Su Yan's eyes fell on him with a smile on his face, as if he could scrape off a layer of flesh .

Su Qingyun took two steps back, wanting to cry, "Sister, you can't keep threatening me with this..."

"threaten?"

Su Yan raised her eyebrows, "Or do you want to try?"

"No no no no - I don't want to try at all!" Su Qingyun shook his head like a rattle, with rejection written all over his body.

"very good."

Su Yan frowned, picked up the fence that was on the table, put it on her head, and lazily went downstairs.

Su Qingyun leaned on the handrail of the stairs and looked down, "Sister, where are you going!"

"Go for a walk in the street."

Someone waved his hand without looking back.

He didn't notice the shocked expression on his younger brother's face at all.

...

"Hey, have you heard? Grand Master Jiang colluded with the Sixth Prince in an attempt to plot rebellion! Now there are more than three hundred people in the family, all of whom have been pushed to Caishikou and beheaded by the emperor's order!"

"Hey! That's Teacher Prince!"

"Damn! It's a good day, but you actually think about treason. Since you dare to do this, you have to bear the fate of failure!"

"I heard that the emperor ordered the national teacher to supervise the execution?"

Various voices of discussion came to the ears, and the woman squeezed in the crowd silently pressed the fence, and was pushed forward by the crowd, and her vision gradually widened.

On the high platform, there were densely packed kneeling people wearing prison uniforms.

The headed old man had disheveled hair and a bruise on his face, making him even more haggard. His eyes were full of viciousness and resignation, and he stared at them.

"Su Zhi! You will die! You despicable villain, you framed this old man!"

"Your Majesty! Open your eyes, don't listen to the villain's slander!"

There was a lot of crying on the high platform, and some timid ones were so frightened that they peed their pants.

Sue?

Through the tulle, Su Yan raised her eyes slowly, and looked at the slender young man sitting on the high platform with an elegant posture and a slender figure.

The upper half of the man's face is hidden behind the golden mask, and only the lower half of his exquisite face can be seen, with a high nose bridge and thin cold lips.

Wearing a dark blue robe with a bamboo pattern around the collar, the jade belt outlines his thin waist, making him look more and more tall like jade, like a banished fairy.

The man pursed his lips, his voice was cold, and his casual tone gave this wet and cold November a bit of charm.

"Grand Master Jiang, Mr. Su doesn't know what you are talking about. You deserve what you are doing now. Don't struggle anymore. After drinking this glass of wine, you will stay in the underworld, and then go to Lord Yan to ask whether you are wronged or not. Not wronged?"

He brushed off the non-existent dust on the corner of his clothes, and walked up to Grand Master Jiang, twirling a token.

"Little man! You must die!"

"I don't admit it, I'm not guilty! I want to see the emperor, I want to see the emperor!!"

Grand Master Jiang struggled to himself, Su Zhi sighed softly, twisted his token and murmured, "Unfortunately, the Emperor will not see you."

His facial lines, as carefully outlined by the Creator, are soft, and the pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes behind the mask are full of elegance. His brows and eyes drooped, his sigh was lifted by the wind, and there was a look of compassion on his face.