The reborn miracle doctor used cheats, and the prince loved him

"You don't want to? Then I won't force you to do anything difficult."

Duan Han's lips curved into a contemptuous sneer, and then he greeted the servant loudly.

"Come here, take the Dark Snake Cult Leader out of the palace!"

The guards were ordered to walk towards Sanyu. Upon seeing this, the latter quickly took the "costume", put it on his arm, and thanked Duan Han with a respectful and submissive attitude.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for understanding Yulang's fever and giving him thin clothes. Yulang will go change his clothes now."

Duan Han sneered noncommittally, his heart filled with the pleasure of revenge.

When Sanyu came out in gauze clothes to sing again, the spectators' hearts were no longer focused on the opera. Instead, they glanced at Sanyu's looming body with contempt, disdain, and even lust, as if they were watching a flower house. A coquettish singing girl.

Even so, Duan Han seemed to feel that it was not enough to relieve his anger. When the song ended, he looked evilly at San Yu, whose face was red, threw out one leg, pointed at his dragon boots, and said.

"You kiss my feet and swear to surrender to me forever, and I will forgive you."

There was suppressed anger in Sanyu's eyes, and his knuckled fingers clenched his flesh.

"Your Majesty, if you insult this leader in this way, it will only aggravate the conflict between the Dark Snake Cult and you, and it will not do any good."

When the courtiers below heard these words, they immediately began to criticize Sanyu.

"The leader of the Dark Snake is just a bandit leader. Does he really take himself seriously?"

"That's right, you're an actor who doesn't know what's good and what's good. This is obviously a gift from His Majesty. How is it an insult?"

These words reached San Yu's ears, and his face became more and more gloomy. He gritted his teeth and didn't move at all. Just when Duan Han was afraid that San Yu would really be angry and planned to give him a way out, he saw Chang Yu. Yuzhen walked up to Duan Han, vowed to surrender, and leaned over to kiss his feet.

Seeing that San Yu was so obedient, Duan Han's pride was greatly satisfied and his anger subsided. He magnanimously called San Yu to his feet, then stood up and whispered in his ear.

"Go to the palace, wash up, and wait for me."

After the private banquet was over, Duan Han rushed to the palace with his entourage. Hearing that San Yu had just finished bathing and was changing clothes, he pushed the door open and entered directly, regardless of the guards' obstruction.

The mist of water vapor hit his face. Sanyu was wearing snow-white thin clothes. He was sitting on the couch next to the bathtub and was drying his wet black hair with a long towel. It seemed that he didn't expect Duan Han to come so soon. He raised his head in surprise. Look this way with a pair of bright autumn eyes.

The water vapor added a touch of hazy and enchanting sexiness to him, and the water droplets dotted his snow-white skin, shining brightly.

He lowered his eyes, trembled his wet eyelashes, and bowed humbly.

"Yulang pays his respects to Your Majesty."

Duan Han fell into Sanyu's touching beauty. He could no longer control his primitive desire. He rushed forward and roughly pressed her down on the couch. He was about to do something joyful, but Sanyu pushed him away.

"Wait, Your Majesty, don't be impatient."

Duan Han's face immediately darkened, "What, you don't want to do it again?"

San Yu gave a sultry smile and said, "Yu Lang is afraid of pain. I just want to have a drink beforehand. Please allow your Majesty."

Duan Han understood, raised his chin, and said with a lewd smile: "Then you can only have one drink, I like to hear people moan."

Sanyu called his personal entourage to bring over a jug of wine. When he poured wine into the golden cup, a strong aroma of wine came to him.

Duan Han was undressing himself, and when he saw Sanyu drinking with a look of enjoyment, he also became greedy, so he came over and asked, "What kind of wine is this?"

Sanyu replied obediently, "Hantanxiang is the most precious wine in our Central Plains. A cup worth a thousand gold. Your Majesty, would you like to try it?"

Duan Han stretched his neck towards San Yu, raised his chin teasingly, "Wait for me!"

Sanyu understood, took a large sip of wine, and gently handed it to Duan Han. After the latter drank it, he frowned slightly and smacked his lips.

"It smells pretty good, but the taste in the mouth is bitter and spicy. It's really unpleasant to drink."

Sanyu commented lightly.

"Then this wine is just right for Your Majesty."

Duan Han frowned slightly, not understanding.

"What did you say?"

Chang Yu stared at Duan Han coldly, the disgust on his face no longer concealed.

"Your Majesty looks like a dog on the outside, but is fishy and filthy on the inside. He is not worthy of the fragrance of Hantan Incense, so I have specially added some ingredients for you."