General, the little emperor ran away [System]

As in the dream, General Lin was always by his side, and the first person He Ning saw when he opened his eyes was still General Lin. He rubbed his arms in his arms twice before he was willing to open his eyes completely. .

I wish I could sleep in his arms forever.

Lin Zhao didn't sleep soundly at first, and watched him move and move to help him cover the quilt until he saw him slowly open his eyes, reached out to touch his forehead, and exhaled: "The fever is finally gone."

He Ning was sleepy, he half got up and looked around in a daze, but didn't realize what was going on for a while.

Blinking and blinking, his eyes finally settled on Lin Zhao, and he swallowed: "General Lin, we are out."

Lin Zhao pretended not to see the shock in his eyes at all, and helped him pull the quilt over his shoulders, and said casually, "Well, you need to see the imperial physician, didn't you say that the imperial physician is not allowed in?"

"!" He Ning sat up abruptly, and pulled off the quilt to see the marks on his body that hadn't disappeared. "The imperial physician, which imperial physician?"

"Why, do you want to kill the grass?" Lin Zhao asked.

He Ning was at a loss, covering his face with his hands: "No, I just want to say, the imperial physician, the imperial physician knows."

"Don't worry, Imperial Physician Lin won't talk nonsense." Lin Zhao took his hand, "If you are shy, that's okay, Imperial Physician Lin dare not laugh at you."

He Ning: "..." But in his heart, he will definitely be slandered, and he might be very cruel.

There should be no rumors that General Lin is forcing himself, no, no, I'm a little worried.

Just as he was thinking wildly, Lai Fu's shrill voice came from outside: "Your Majesty, the soup and food are ready."

"Just put it on the table outside." Lin Zhao commanded easily, and lifted the quilt to help He Ning get dressed.

Laifu: "Yes."

The footsteps gradually went away, and He Ning looked at General Lin with complicated eyes. He hugged the quilt in his arms tightly: "Where is Mo Ying?"

But the last time Mo Ying listened to General Lin’s words and took away his script, He Ning slowly narrowed his eyes, General Lin, before, he didn’t take action against him, otherwise, why, in just a few days, his own The way he orders people is exactly the same as the ones from the general's mansion?

Obviously, Mo Ying is a dead man!

Lin Zhao looked calm, and pulled his arm to help him dress naturally: "The illness is just right, so don't worry about it, drink the medicine or eat first."

He Ning let him be at his mercy in a daze. The moment he lifted the quilt, he pressed General Lin's hand and pouted: "Don't drink the medicine, it's so bitter."

Lin Zhao stared at him for a while, then turned up his mouth helplessly: "After drinking, there will be jujube cake and sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

"Really?" He Ning's eyes lit up suddenly, but they dimmed again in an instant. They are made in the palace, so I don't want to eat them.

Lin Zhao patted him on the head: "Okay, get up quickly, Aunt Zhang made it, I guarantee the taste will be the same as before."

He Ning bent his lips, supported his shoulders and raised his buttocks to ask him to help him put on his pants: "That's about the same."

Lin Zhao stood up and hugged his waist, holding his head with his hands and leaning on his shoulders, as if talking to himself or talking to him: "Think less about some things. Use it on others, little idiot, I like you so much, what kind of medicine, what kind of rope, and what kind of cellar should I use, isn’t it already tied up in my heart by you?”

He Ning didn't understand at first, he sat blankly on the edge of the bed and let him hug him, after the other party patted his back, he naturally squatted down to help him put on his shoes, he was still very fragile just after getting sick His emotions collapsed in an instant.

His eyes were slightly red, and his index finger gently and carefully touched General Lin's forehead: "General Lin, what did you just say?"

Lin Zhao raised his face and said again seriously: "I like you, and I am willing to be used by you. You don't have to tell me what you have done or what you want to do, but you have to trust me, trust me, you don't have to do anything to me It can also solve all this.”

Before General Lin finished speaking, He Ning blushed first, but compared to his face, his tears were more turbulent.

He Ning pushed General Lin's shoulder away hard, and even though he couldn't see anything clearly through his blurred vision, he still stubbornly looked in the direction of the other party: "I don't want it, you like me, why do you like me, when do you like me, you like me What, would you still like me if I wasn't the emperor and my current status? Even if you like me, have you ever thought that there are some problems that you can't solve at all, there are no solutions, and there will always be no solutions!"

He Ning's long-suppressed emotions finally broke down because of what Lin Zhao said he had been worried about. He kicked and hit Lin Zhao while crying, and even kicked Lin Zhao's face with one foot.

Lin Zhao gently pulled down his legs, grabbed his ankles and hugged him in his arms.

Calloused fingers caressed the little emperor's face, and wiped away the tears on the two cheeks with his fingertips, but because there were too many tears, even after wiping them off, they still kept flowing.He pinched He Ning's chin, bent down, and his lips fell on He Ning's slightly closed eyelids.

The scalding temperature made He Ning almost cry out, and the wet feeling after getting used to it made him a little uncomfortable, especially the pressure on the top of his eyeballs, which made him want to push away the person who was pressing on him immediately, but as soon as he thought of kissing Whether his man was General Lin, or General Lin kissed him on his own initiative, He Ning couldn't bear it, just sat quietly like this, and even wanted time to stop at this moment completely.

"I don't know why I fell in love with you, a heartless little bastard like you." General Lin's lips and tongue hadn't left his eyelids, and he was slurring his words.

He Ning's body trembled, his fists were clenched tightly, and his nails were deeply embedded in his palms, but he didn't feel any pain, because he had other stronger emotions that needed to be felt quietly.

Under General Lin's licking, the soreness in the eyes seemed to run away along a certain loophole, until the last tear could not be shed.

He suddenly let go of his fist, tightly grasping General Lin's sleeves with both hands, raised his face and asked pitifully: "Really, does liking me mean really liking me?"

Lin Zhao smiled: "Can there be fake ones? Do you think that you sometimes have good acting skills, or that your acting skills are really good, but have you ever thought about the logic before and after? I believe you like this, and you still don't believe me? I really like you."

"Trust me too."

The eyes are like the eyes of a cat popping out suddenly in the dark night, they are shining brightly and even glowing.

He actively clung to General Lin's neck with both hands, without kissing, just hugged quietly like this, feeling the temperature of the other's body.

At this moment, it was not because of the dragon spirit, but because he really liked General Lin.

He Ning smiled, but his voice still couldn't hide his choked sobs: "I'm so happy, I'm really happy, I like you too, very, very, very, very, very special, you are the one I like the most in this world."

No matter what happens in the future, but now he has learned the word heartfelt from the bottom of his heart.

He suddenly lowered his head, looked at the jade pendant on Lin Zhao's waist, bit his lower lip and asked, "Will you always wear it?"

Lin Zhao followed his gaze and squeezed: "What do you say, I'll listen to you."

He Ning sniffled: "Take it with you." He nestled in General Lin's arms, "Actually, that 'Ning' is really the 'Ning' of 'An Ning'."

He raised his face and looked at General Lin's resolute chin from bottom to top: "But I think, 'Ning' should also represent 'He Ning'."

As soon as Lin Zhao lowered his head, he kissed the corner of his mouth: "I really want to make you smaller and hang you on your belt at any time."

With tears still in his eyes, He Ning laughed, and he kicked General Lin's calf: "Well, I didn't agree last time, but this time I reluctantly agreed to General Lin, if it can really shrink, even though Shrink it, I will always be carried by General Lin."

Lin Zhao shook his head: "That can't be done, you must be sure that it can be enlarged before shrinking."

He Ning tilted his head: "Why?"

Lin Zhao poked a certain part with his finger: "Because someone's needs are so great, wouldn't it be a disaster if they become smaller?"

Accidentally, he was almost thrown off at a high speed. He Ning's face flushed red, and he plunged his head into Lin Zhao's arms.

Lin Zhao pinched his face again and forced him to look at him, said a lot of teasing things, and then wiped his face again: "Okay, let's stop making trouble, wash your face and let's go eat."

He Ning blushed, buried his head extremely low, and hit Lin Zhao's chest with a fist, but he was afraid of the pain and the force was small, like a kitten's meat mat.

Who made a fuss, it was obviously you who confessed first and then acted like a hooligan, so why can't I be embarrassed.

He cried for too long, his head was hypoxic and dizzy, and when he stood up, his legs went limp and he fell directly into General Lin's arms.

Lin Zhao laughed and stroked his hair: "Why, do you want me to hug you?"

He Ning froze, muttering in his mouth that it wasn't because you wanted to hug me, otherwise I fell backwards and fell into your arms. After a short rest, I was about to back out, but was stopped Just hug it.

He subconsciously grabbed Lin Zhao's waistband, and looked around in horror: "What are you doing, what if someone sees you?"

Lin Zhaoteng couldn't help but kissed his forehead: "Don't worry."

The three words He Ning said were a bit embarrassing, that is to say, during the time he was living in the General’s Mansion, General Lin’s tentacles had extended into the palace, but he was sensible enough not to ask, anyway, this will be General Lin’s bedroom in the future , It's good for him to take over in advance.

He Ning's forehead was steaming, and he almost closed his eyes in shyness. Because he was greedy for Lin Zhao's warm embrace, the corners of his lips were slightly turned up, and he was hugged and washed without any struggle at all. Ringed Lin Zhao's big arm.

During the meal, He Ning's face was buried in the soup, and General Lin's eyes were still glued to his face, his eyes unblinking as if he was observing a rare thing.

Finally, He Ning couldn't bear it anymore and put down the bowl: "General Lin, you..." He raised his face to meet a pair of dark pupils, he couldn't tell what kind of flower it was, his shoulders slumped slightly, and he turned his face away, "You Don't look at me."

As if nothing had happened, Lin Zhao put a mouthful of vegetable steel bars in his mouth: "Is there a second person here to show me?"

With steam on He Ning's face, he lightly pinched his thigh to force himself to calm down: "But, but we are eating, and it depends on who we eat."

General Lin's eyes twitched: "Oh? I prefer to watch people eat. I thought you already knew about it."

"What, what?" He Ning picked up the bowl again in a panic, trying to cover his face with the big bowl, but unfortunately failed, he said awkwardly, "How do I know, I don't know."

General Lin straightened his upper body, and suddenly leaned over: "Life in the army is hard, and there are not so many dishes, so naturally we need to watch people order."

He Ning: "?"

General Lin moved closer again, his warm breath sprayed almost all over his ears, and He Ning stepped back two points uncomfortably.

Before he could protest, General Lin's slightly hoarse voice sounded again: "But the person I want to see is not in the army, so I can only eat by the image of you in my mind, and I eat very little every meal. Now Don't you want to make it up?"

He Ning almost jumped up, but was held down by his shoulders and sat back down, the heat on his forehead was more than the soup on the table: "You, you, what nonsense are you talking about?"

General Lin retreated back and sat down, calmed down, if He Ning hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe that he was the young man who molested him just now: "I can only tell the truth."

No matter the truth or lies, He Ning is very useful.

Now he is like a steam engine that was invented in advance, red and hot, his mind is a mess, and he can no longer use normal thinking to think about problems.

General, why is he like this!He Ning thought sweetly.

System: "..." The moment when I witnessed the dog food, it tasted like red wine, MD, why did I get drunk?

He Ning poked the bowl with his spoon, sipping the soup one after another.

General Lin frowned, put down the rice bowl in his hand, and grabbed the spoon from his hand.

He Ning looked up: "Huh?"

General Lin licked his lips, put the empty soup bowl back on the table, sat back on the stool, stared at He Ning who was still dazed with soup stains on the corner of his lips for a while, then looked at He glanced at the soup cup: "Do you still want to drink?"

He Ning's eyes were almost red, and he immediately shook his head: "No, no, no more." His tongue was still a little numb, and his speech was still in knots.

Disappointment flashed in General Lin's eyes: "Then let me know if you want to drink again."

He Ning stared at him with wide eyes.

General Lin seemed to be looking forward to it, sticking out the tip of his bright red tongue and licking the corner of his mouth that was still glowing with water.

He Ning was instantly hit by his masculinity, and suddenly stood up and even knocked down the stool that was sitting behind him.

Lin Zhao: "What's wrong?"

He Ning touched his face, which was already ready for boiling water, and smiled silly twice: "I seem to have a fever again, go to bed and lie down for a while."

General Lin put down his bowl and followed closely.

The shoulders were firmly controlled, watching the face that fascinated him getting closer and closer, He Ning could even see the lines on the sexy lips.

He closed his eyes tightly and pressed a wet, warm kiss on his forehead.

"It's a bit hot, and if you feel uncomfortable, tell me. I'll send Laifu to the imperial physician." General Lin said pretendingly.

He Ning: "...No need, I'll just lie down for a while."

Knowing that he was against the imperial physician, General Lin did not insist: "Well, if you feel really uncomfortable, you must tell me as soon as possible, I will be worried."

He Ning crawled on the bed with stiff legs and feet, but his movements were a little stiff because of being watched by General Lin, and then he heard a low laugh coming from behind him.

When you turned around, you saw that the other person was looking at your back, with the corners of his lips slightly upturned.

Total ridicule!

The shame of being teased hit instantly, and Ning Beibite bit his lower lip, and shouted angrily: "General Lin!"

After seeing General Lin sitting by the bed, He Ning quickly covered himself tightly with the quilt, not a single gap was exposed.

General Lin hugged the little idiot wriggling like a bug, and managed to find a gap for ventilation: "little idiot."

He Ning felt even hotter!

Hotter than ever!

The heat that has never been seen before or since!

General Lin must have done it on purpose!

bad guy!

******

After coming out of the cellar, He Ning handed over all the power to the general, with the excuse that he was too weak to be too tired.

Everyone else is an unreliable outsider, only the general is an insider.

Hearing his nondescript reasons, Lin Zhao didn't want to at first, but because of his coquetry and kissing, he agreed.

Everything is going well.

Except that General Lin would unquestionably reject his serious business of imparting dragon energy every night. Although his butt could feel better, the obstruction of his career made the little emperor very bald.

Every time Lin Zhao saw his disappointed expression, the little brother danced so fast that he wanted to meet his cute little sister urgently. He didn't know how much willpower he used to push it down, so he could only steal something while the other was asleep. Otherwise, he will definitely lose control of himself.

System: "A strong boudoir-like feeling."

He Ning grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Yes, I think so too."

System: "I'm talking about you."

He Ning: "...well, I also mean me."

System: "..." I had nothing to say.

"Hey, didn't you say that General Lin would like this kind of thing? Why did he keep rejecting me again and again? Does he not like me anymore?" He Ning was worried, General Lin should not be the kind of volatile people.

"Tut tsk tsk." The system is reluctant, but it can't distort the facts, it's true, "You didn't see how weak your body is, and you will be exhausted if you shoot a few more times, the general just likes you It's just pulling you to develop sustainably, be obedient, even if you're in a hurry, bear with it."

He Ning: "..." Leaving the palace is imminent, everything is ready, but he just needs to lose his dragon spirit, he can't help it.

Besides, in fact, if the general controls the overall situation, it will be quite comfortable, and you can enjoy it physically and mentally!

He had nothing to do except lying on the bed, just nestling in General Lin's arms.

At this moment, he was holding a biography of a character in his hand, but he didn't read it at all. He raised his face and his eyes fell on the handsome face of General Lin who was thinking seriously.

Lin Zhao put down a memorial.

He Ning looked at him eagerly.

Lin Zhao picked up another memorial.

He Ning's bright eyes suddenly dimmed.

It's already been working all morning, and I was rubbing and acting like a baby in his arms. General Lin was not disturbed at all, and he didn't even give himself a kiss.

this time--

General Lin still didn't look at himself, but said: "What's wrong?"

He Ning looked left and right for a long time, but he didn't see anyone around him except him, and he didn't reply until he was pinched in the face.

He unconsciously flipped through the messy memorials on the table with his fingers, and slightly rolled his invisible eyes: "It's nothing."

General Lin's arms were much longer than his. He stretched out his hand and pushed all the memorials out of his reach. When he retracted his hand, he wrapped his arms around his waist and stuffed He Ning into his arms: "Are you hungry, eat?" How about some jujube cake?"

"Aside from eating, do I have nothing else to do?" The moment the fingertip touched the jujube cake, he retracted it and complained with Ning Bian, "Besides, Aunt Zhang puts less and less sugar, is it Has General Lin stopped paying his wages?"

Hit in the heart by his arrogant little eyes, Lin Zhao's eyes swayed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to twist a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, directly blocking the complaints he was about to utter next.

Leaning down and breaking up the piece of pastry with the tip of her tongue, she poked him and licked the crumbs of the pastry at the corner of her mouth after swallowing it: "It's already very sweet, if it's too sweet, it's not good for the teeth."

He asked: "You are in a bad mood, so it doesn't taste sweet."

"No way." He Ning shook his head subconsciously, the corners of the mouth slightly raised on his slightly drooping face, and the pastry in his mouth that hadn't had time to swallow was like adding a few jars of honey—warm and sweet.

The grievance of being neglected because of the memorial just now has dissipated a lot, and the stagnation in the chest cavity has also cleared up. In short, He Ning, who has received General Lin's attention, is in a very good mood.

Lin Zhao didn't like sweets, so he drank a bowl of tea to suppress the sweetness in his mouth, and said casually, "Recently, the prime minister seems to be in better health, and it is said that he can walk around."

He Ning was taken aback, and suddenly thought that his mother was using this method to urge him to leave the capital.

He was lying in Lin Zhao's arms, playing with his belt, and tugging gently: "I'm not very clear." Remembering that the prime minister had confessed his love to General Lin, he felt a little uncomfortable, and he paused, then added, "No I like the prime minister very much, and I don't want to know what he is doing recently."

Lin Zhao picked his hair: "Well, I don't like him either."

He didn't like it and didn't want to mention it, He Ning leaned forward and kissed the corner of General Lin's mouth, then stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it lightly, feeling the slight tremor of the other party's body, and untied the general's girdle.

Lin Zhao put his hands on his shoulders, and his tone was full of depression and control: "You are still sick."

He Ning pursed his lips in disbelief, caressing General Lin with his small hands, and retorted confidently: "I'm already cured, everything is fine, and Doctor Lin even said that I don't need to take medicine anymore."

The fragrant shoulders were half exposed, and He Ning blinked a pair of big watery eyes to pray for luck. If General Lin can still remain indifferent with these small eyes, it can only mean that he is the one who should take the medicine.

System: "Hehehe. It's another lonely night with a full moon. Tongsheng is so wonderful!"

System: "Hehe, the guy who forgets his friends when he sees sex!"

*****

The atmosphere in the room is dignified, as if being pressed by a jack, people can't lift their heads.

Seeing General Lin's slightly frowning dissatisfaction, Laifu flinched, half hunched over and spent half his life training the courage to barely stand under the pressure of General Lin's aura.

General Lin took a sip of the no-heat tea at hand, bent his four fingers and looked at the table, and glanced at Lai Fu who was facing a formidable enemy: "Prime Minister, have you started?"

Lai Fu paused, not daring to hide anything, and told the truth bit by bit: "The six guards under the key of the palace gate were replaced by four in three days. relation."

"The maids and eunuchs in each palace are also replaced with various reasons to varying degrees, nothing more than dirty hands and feet, or getting older."

"As for the guards, the one next to the emperor didn't move, but the ones in other places..." Laifu paused for a moment, and then he immediately connected as if he was afraid that General Lin would blame him. Some of them were planned a long time ago, and they had already taken shape before General Lin took precautions. In addition, the prime minister has lived in the palace for so long, so it is easy to mess with such a small matter.

The dark eyes that can't see to the end are fixed on the bright yellow curtain, and it seems that they can vaguely see the person who is sleeping unsteadily on the bed inside.

Laifu didn't dare to take a breath, and after shutting up, he didn't dare to speak anymore.

The power was originally in the hands of the prime minister.

What's more, Lin Zhao was a general, and he was already excluded and guarded against in the court.

The prime minister's quick hands are also expected.

After General Lin was stunned for a while, he came back to his senses: "Does the Prime Minister know about the news here?"

Laifu thought about it for a moment: "Although there are many people in the palace, but the inner courtyard is full of trustworthy little bastards arranged by the slaves. Even if the prime minister changes a few, they will not be able to join in for a while. Besides, the prime minister There's no movement over there."

It is said that he is still sick, but for some reason, he can't bear it anymore.

"Xiao Jin, what are you going to do?" Isn't it normal to want the throne, is it really just clinging to yourself?

"This..." Lai Fu's face was troubled. After all, he was just an internal servant. Of course, he didn't know anything about the affairs outside the deep palace. Fortunately, General Lin didn't intend to ask him, as if he had fallen into his own contemplation again. middle.

Laifu lifted it up in one breath, unable to spit it out, unable to swallow it, he just felt a chill in his chest, a sense of panic that his head was on his waist, and he might be tortured to death at any time.

This is the feeling that the previous emperor never gave him.

This is the sense of abuse and oppression carried in the blood of the born superior.

General Lin's voice was light, and he glanced at the undulating tea stick in the teacup in front of him and asked lightly: "There is something I haven't asked yet."

Laifu's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he had a bad premonition.

"He's been eating jujube cakes for so long, and none of you have noticed anything wrong?"

Laifu was terrified, his scalp was numb, his legs went limp, he knelt down with a plop, his forehead hit the ground heavily, his face twisted and horrifying.

It was as if there was a hand with long sharp nails stretched into his brain, pulling it hard, scratching fiercely in his skull, trying to kill him alive.

Laifu opened his mouth, only to realize that he seemed to have lost the ability to speak, but if he didn't explain, he didn't know what kind of inhuman torture he would suffer.

The great desire to survive caused the coldness in the air to pour into his throat. After a violent tremor, Laifu finally let out a trembling voice: "General, slave..."

General Lin's expression was always indifferent, and he couldn't tell what his mood was at this time. He glanced over and fixed on the curtain behind him: "Long story short."

"Forgive me, General. Your Majesty has been vigilant since he was a child. He will not eat food given by others indiscriminately. This jujube cake..." Lai Fu stared blankly at General Shang Lin, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately lowered his head and kowtowed, " The servant knows his mistake, but the cook is an old man in the palace, and the servants have also tested that it is not poisonous..."

Lin Zhao looked at his bloody head indifferently, and his thoughts gradually drifted further and further away.

Jujube paste cake is indeed non-toxic, but there is an extra medicinal material in the usual formula, and this medicinal material is supplemented with another unique flower fragrance, which is deadly.

He sent many capable warlocks to He Ning's side. If the flowers were placed inside the palace, people would have discovered them long ago, but the prime minister only made a sachet and wore it on his body at all times. Only a few close people could smell it. one two.

General Lin's eyes were faintly glowing red, as if the soaring anger made Laifu's feet go limp, and he couldn't even knock his head down.

He always thinks that he has nothing to miss, but when he settles it, he will find out that his treasure has already been corroded and riddled with holes.

He deserved it after chasing him for so long, and the two of them connected with each other. This is the retribution of his too forbearance before.

I will not do it again.

No matter whether it is the ministers of the court or the prime minister, no one can hurt the little emperor unless he dies.

"Lin..." He Ning had a nightmare, and it was still the sweet dream before, but unfortunately the warm sun was covered by dark clouds, and the bleak cold wind made him feel uncomfortable. He subconsciously looked around, but he couldn't see that Later, the oversized cool chair that accompanied him to bask in the sun.

He woke up suddenly, and reached out to touch the side, but he didn't feel the familiar body temperature, let alone smell the scent that reassured him.

He Ning threw off the quilt, jumped off the bed and ran out following the sound.

The dark atmosphere of hell seemed to have suddenly found a gap, and quickly dissipated completely. Even Laifu lay on the ground panting silently as if he had recovered his life.

General Lin glanced at Lai Fu who immediately knelt down and nodded his forehead, not daring to raise his eyes, and then looked at Xiao Tuanzi, who was rubbing his eyes in bewilderment, hiding behind the curtain and not daring to show up, his gaze slowly moved downward.

The dark red floor tiles further set off those small and lovely feet, which are white and lubricated. You can even vaguely see the slender light blue blood vessels on the instep, and the five round toes that are shining brightly in the sun are curled up uneasily. They hugged each other to keep warm, their eyes darkened, and their faces quickly sank.

Standing up quickly, she hugged his waist and lifted him up.

"Why don't you wear shoes, don't wear clothes, and start to make again before the illness is cured?"

He Ning instinctively wrapped his arms around his neck, and hung his whole body on his body: "I want to find you." After speaking, he glanced at him casually, and then saw Lai Fu kneeling in the hall, and he was startled and quickly shrank back. Body, "Why is he here?"

Laifu was flustered. He was being punished, but now he scared the little emperor. He was lying on the ground without blood, and the tip of his tongue was dripping with blood, as if he was about to be thrown into the frying pan in the next second. fry.

General Lin turned around slightly to block He Ning's sight, preventing him from seeing the filth.

"It's okay, come in and deliver something." General Lin pinched his nose, his voice was suddenly cold, "What are you still doing?"

As if the sky was about to fall, Laifu knew what it meant to go out this time, he put his trembling hands on the ground, tremblingly: "Yes."

"Wait a minute." He Ning suddenly stopped him.

Lai Fu, who was about to stand up, fell back to the floor with a bang, and before he could confess his crime, the little emperor's voice sounded again.

"Hey, are you injured? I still want Laifu to help me go to the Imperial Dining Room to see if there is any lotus seed soup. The taste was delicious last time." He glanced at General Lin shyly. There was a sign of restraint on his face, and he asked cautiously, "Can I eat it?"

General Lin laughed out loud: "There is no need to ask, you are the emperor, so you can do whatever you want."

He Ning turned his face away, staggered his gaze and grumbled, "You didn't let me eat sugar buns last time, and you even made me drink porridge for several days in a row."

"There's only white porridge for one day, why do you still remember it until now? Well, I'll let him order it, and I can drink it before going to bed." General Lin pinched his cheeks that had lost a lot of flesh, with gentle eyes But slightly depressed eyes.

The little emperor doesn't eat meat, so it's hard to gain weight. Once he gets sick, he loses less than half of his weight.

Every night when General Lin hugged him, his heart ached.

He Ning buried his face in his arms, and rubbed it lightly twice: "I want to drink some tea. The frozen top oolong from Laifu made a good brew a while ago, and it's quite fragrant. I want to drink some more tonight. OK."

"This won't work." General Lin frowned. He carried him to the bed and put him down. "I sleep so much during the day, and now I still have to drink tea. If I don't sleep at night, is it going to be a demon? I'll drink it in two days."

He Ning tugged on his sleeve, and said with a rare stubbornness: "No, I have to drink it now!"

General Lin said forcefully: "If you say you can't, you can't. Tea and Laifu can't run away. What's the rush? Well, let's drink lotus seed soup tonight." He patted him on the shoulder and turned around, saying, "Hurry up , by the way, pick some tea leaves and prepare them, and get some mountain spring water."

As if walking around and coming back after the gate of hell was closed, Lai Fu breathed a sigh of relief, before he had time to relax, he immediately straightened up: "Yes." The moment he got up, he sneaked a glance at the curtain, respectfully Kowtowing his head respectfully and solemnly, he swiped his sleeves to wipe away the blood stains on the floor, and then he straightened up and staggered out.

The little emperor didn't ask Lai Fu why he obeyed him so much, and Lin Zhao didn't explain. Fortunately, it didn't matter, and the two passed by at the same time.

But Lin Zhao did not hide from the little emperor no matter what he did, and even brought the little emperor with him in some meetings, but every time He Ning talked to the system, watched cartoons, and never got China's attention.

On this day, General Lin was sitting alone at the desk looking at the messy memorials on the table in a daze, with a deep Sichuan character tightly twisted in the center of his brows. Fresh, dewy bouquets that just came back.

He jumped up and stood in front of General Lin, bent down, pursed his lips and smiled like a little angel who suddenly fell from the sky: "What's wrong with you?"

General Lin pressed his fingers tightly between his brows, his frowning finally eased, and he forced a smile on his face: "It's okay, I'm just too tired."

He Ning casually glanced at the memorial, it was covered with dense red cinnabar handwriting, he casually pushed it aside, and presented the flowers in his arms to General Lin like a treasure offering: "Does it look good?"

It was almost impossible to hold a bouquet of flowers, his hands were so sore that he could hardly lift them up, and even the tip of his nose was dripping with sweat.

General Lin took it over, buried his serious face in the bouquet, took a deep breath, and made an expression of enjoyment: "Well, it looks good and smells good, just like you."

"Nonsense." He Ning hugged the bouquet for a long time, and just took advantage of the time when he took it to move his sore wrist, and his face turned red when he heard this.

General Lin stood up, found a vase and inserted it himself, then came back and hugged his waist, frowning, feeling that his hand was thinner than a bunch of flowers, his face was deeply buried in his shoulder: "Don't move, lean on me for a while."

He Ning suddenly froze in place, with his hands hanging in the air, hesitating for a while, and finally wrapped his arms around General Lin's waist, patted him twice along the spine, and said in a soothing tone, "Don't scare me!" Ah, will General Lin be tired too?"

General Lin stood up, found a vase and inserted it himself, and then came back and hugged his waist, frowning to feel that the ring under his hands was thinner than a bunch of flowers, and his face was deeply buried in his On the shoulder: "Don't move, lean on me for a while."

He Ning suddenly froze in place, with his hands hanging in the air, hesitating for a while, and finally wrapped his arms around General Lin's waist, patted him twice along the spine, and said in a soothing tone, "Don't scare me!" Ah, will General Lin be tired too?"

But you are not an ordinary person, you are a person who wants to be emperor.

But seeing General Lin was tired, He Ning also felt distressed, he bit his lip and choked out a sentence: "General Lin, don't work so hard, I, I..."

"It will hurt." He Ning's voice was very low,