After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

After resting for a while, Emperor Mo felt hungry. He had only eaten one meal today and had not had dinner yet.

But now there were only him and Lin Jiayan in the room, and Emperor Mo was unwilling to tell that old fox Lin Jiayan that he was hungry, so he could only endure it silently without saying a word.

However, Lin Jiayan always seemed to be able to see through his thoughts at a glance. He ordered a table full of dinner and held Mo Jinan and fed him two bowls of food himself.

Mo Jinan felt extremely awkward. When he was held in the arms of his mortal enemy and fed, he could even feel the old fox Lin Jiayan wagging his tail at him.

"I need to rest. Prime Minister Lin, please kneel down and greet me."

Mo Jinan yawned and before he could take two steps, Lin Jiayan held him in his arms again. His hot breath sprayed on his neck. Lin Jiayan whispered gloomily into Mo Jinan's ear, "The emperor has not yet picked a card to sleep with you tonight."

"Where do I get the concubine to flip the card?"

Mo Jinan struggled but couldn't break free from Lin Jiayan's arms. He was too strong, and the two arms around his waist made him go limp.

Lin Jiayan sighed and pecked the back of Mo Jinan's ear and whispered ambiguously: "Has the emperor forgotten who slept with you last night?"

The absurd and obscene scene last night made Mo Jinan's body feel hot and he couldn't help trembling. He never thought that he would be pinned down by a man and made love with him, and he never expected that the man pinning him down would be the old fox Lin Jiayan!

"Ok?"

Lin Jiayan laughed, his hand already touching Mo Jinan's waist and abdomen: "It's okay... If the emperor has forgotten, I can help the emperor recall it..."

Before Mo Jinan could react, Lin Jiayan picked him up with one hand. He hurriedly hugged Lin Jiayan's arm and screamed: "Prime Minister Lin! Let me go! You are committing treason! How dare you!!"

"Your Majesty better shut up, or you'll be clinging to my waist and screaming until you run out of energy."

Lin Jiayan pressed Mo Jinan down on the bed and untied his belt skillfully: "The emperor's voice is more beautiful than those actors' singing... It's a pity that the emperor's voice was short-lived, and he ran out of strength after two calls... I didn't hear enough last night..."

"Uh...you...asshole..."

Mo Jinan gritted his teeth and trembled, unable to help but let out a tiny moan. Lin Jiayan tightly grasped Mo Jinan's wrist and leaned over to kiss his lips: "I have assisted the emperor in reviewing memorials. Even if I have no merit, I have worked hard..."

Lin Jiayan's enchanting amber pupils glanced at Mo Jinan's body dangerously and ambiguously: "Your Majesty, should I reward you?"

Mo Jinan's teeth were about to break. His eyes were filled with suppressed lust and hatred. He stared at Lin Jiayan coldly: "This is... what you should do as the Prime Minister..."

"That's wrong. I can handle the court affairs on your behalf. Your Majesty only needs to lie on the dragon bed and wait for me to finish my daily work and help me relieve my fatigue..."

Mo Jinan's pupils shrank slightly as he looked at Lin Jiayan's face with a malicious smile. Lin Jiayan's intention was that if he didn't know how to please and behave himself, he would take back all his power and make Mo Jinan a complete puppet, only for Lin Jiayan to vent his lust every night.

“No…no…don’t…”

Mo Jinan rolled his Adam's apple, his body gradually stiffened and trembled. Lin Jiayan was stunned for a moment and then hugged him tightly in his arms: "Be good... I won't do this for the time being... So Jinan, be good, okay?"

Mo Jinan weakly grabbed Lin Jiayan's clothes and finally sobbed and trembled in grievance. Lin Jiayan kissed and comforted him again and again. Mo Jinan called out in a hoarse voice: "Minister Lin..."

"I'm here..."

Mo Jinan clenched his palms and finally raised his head with red eyes and begged in a low voice: "Prime Minister Lin... don't do this to me... please..."

"I don't want to... I don't want to be a forbidden delicacy for others to enjoy..."

"Jin'an is not a forbidden delicacy... My dear... I just said something wrong..."

Lin Jiayan gently kissed away the moisture from Mo Jinan's eyes. He held Mo Jinan's cold palm tightly: "Jinan, be good. Tomorrow I will continue to teach you how to review memorials..."

"Once Jin An can review memorials independently, I will return the power of reviewing to him."

Mo Jinan's eyes lit up when he heard this. He held Lin Jiayan's hand and said, "Are you serious, Prime Minister Lin?!"

Lin Jiayan nodded gently, leaned over and pecked Mo Jinan's forehead: "I will do what I say."

"So how much will the emperor learn and how many memorials will he approve tomorrow..."

Lin Jiayan squeezed Mo Jinan's palm again and smiled: "It all depends on the emperor's performance tonight."

Mo Jinan was silent. He took a deep breath, took off his clothes, and put his arms around Lin Jiayan's neck.

The two of them stayed like this until dawn, then fell asleep in each other's arms.

...

Jun Li has been able to sense something strange in the palace these days. Emperor Mo has been ill for many days, and it was Prime Minister Lin who attended court these days.

These two people have never gotten along, and it is estimated that Emperor Mo has been completely sidelined and placed under house arrest by Prime Minister Lin.

However, Jun Li didn't care. In his opinion, Prime Minister Lin was indeed more suitable to manage the State of Mo. Although he didn't like Prime Minister Lin's insidious and cunning personality, he admitted that Prime Minister Lin was indeed a man of excellent strategy.

It doesn't matter who is in power, as long as the country is not destroyed, it doesn't matter to him who is in power. He has always been neutral and never takes sides arbitrarily. Even if Prime Minister Lin really usurps the throne, it has nothing to do with him.

Although there were no more wars to fight, Jun Li did not neglect his martial arts. He practiced with the heavy sword in the general's mansion for two hours a day.

Bai Ze was coaxed and fed medicine by him every day, and his health improved a little. He could walk a little, but he still felt uncomfortable and weak if he stood for a long time.

Jun Li wielded the heavy sword extremely beautifully. He saw Bai Ze leaning against the gate of the side courtyard from a distance. Jun Li smiled and jumped up to wield the sword even more vigorously, which was like a peacock spreading its tail to attract the opposite sex.

Sure enough, there was a faint light in Bai Ze's eyes, and his blue pupils followed Jun Li's figure closely, unwilling to move away even a little.

Jun Li put away his sword, wiped his sweat and motioned Bai Ze to come over. Bai Ze was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had not been noticed, but he did not expect that Jun Li had already noticed it.

He walked closer quickly and Jun Li saw that he was still a little unsteady when he walked, so he couldn't help but remind him, "Slow down! Don't fall!"

Although Bai Ze walked unsteadily, he did not sprain his ankle. He staggered towards Jun Li, but Jun Li hugged him in his arms.

Jun Li reached out and rubbed Bai Ze's hair, lowered his eyes and asked softly, "I have just watched for so long. What do you think of my sword dance?"

Bai Ze blinked and whispered, "It looks good..."

Jun Li laughed out loud, stroking his cheek helplessly. He threw away the heavy sword and picked up Bai Ze: "I'll take you for a walk. Your legs are still unstable, so I'll hold you."

"Um…"

Bai Ze did not resist and hugged Jun Li's waist very obediently. Ever since Bai Ze took the initiative to let Jun Li into the bed last time, Jun Li could feel Bai Ze's dependence on him.

That day he made a joke and asked Bai Ze if he was his husband. Bai Ze whispered "I am Jun Li" and Li couldn't tell what he felt for a moment, but it felt great anyway.

Jun Li actually wanted to ask, since he was Bai Ze's husband, could he kiss him casually? But Jun Li was afraid that if he was too casual, Bai Ze would be scared and disgusted. After thinking it over, he suppressed the teasing that was on the tip of his tongue.

In the military camp, such obscene talk is extremely common, and even more explicit talk is extremely normal. Jun Li himself often says a lot of it like a gangster.

But he didn't dare to fart in front of Bai Ze, because he felt that Bai Ze was too clean and beautiful, and the things in his barracks would disturb him.

Jun Li held him and walked around the back garden of the general's mansion. The general's mansion was really big, and the back garden was extremely beautiful.

Bai Ze moved slightly and Jun Li immediately stopped and asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable holding me?"

Bai Ze shook his head and hugged Jun Li's neck and said softly: "You've been hugging me for too long... You'll get tired..."

"I'm not tired! How heavy are you? Not even half as heavy as my sword! I can hold you in my arms for the rest of my life!"

Jun Li's casual remark made Bai Ze couldn't help but shrink into his arms. He was shy again, which made Jun Li want to laugh.

"I won't tease you anymore."

Jun Li pointed at the two pairs of swans in the lake and laughed: "Look! They were so small when I left, but now they have grown so big."

"Um…"

Bai Ze turned around and looked at the two swans playing together in the water, then glanced at Jun Li. Jun Li leaned against his forehead and whispered, "In pairs... just like the two of us..."

Bai Ze's heart sank. He looked up at Jun Li blankly and felt his cheeks burning.

Jun Li gently rubbed Bai Ze's cheek with his calloused palm. The calluses caused by swords and knives rubbing against his cheeks made Bai Ze feel at ease.

Bai Ze pursed his lips and did not ask what Jun Li meant by that sentence just now. His greatest advantage was that he knew his position clearly. As a concubine who was sent up for pleasure and had won the general's favor, he must not take advantage of the favor and become arrogant.

In the mansion of such a nobleman, the novelty comes and goes quickly. Today he can hug you and say sweet words to you, and tomorrow he can hug someone else.

The man was so cruel to those young ladies from prominent families, let alone this forbidden delicacy that was offered to him.