The Prime Minister has something to do

Blanket said again: "Lie down there."

He Houhan suddenly had an epiphany, and felt his brain thump, and he couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north.

Seeing him frozen there, Chong Yuan shook his head, went over and touched He Houhan's two acupoints, this time He Houhan couldn't even hide, so his legs gave way and he fell to his knees.

He immediately wanted to stand up, but Chongyuan was already standing behind him, holding his shoulders and pressing his upper body down. Although Chongyuan's movements were not rude, they were not gentle at all. It was more like an emperor's command. He Houhan's left cheek was pressed against the blanket, and his other hand【?】.

Immediately afterwards, He Houhan realized that [⌒?⌒] had touched the cold and hard tool, and he shook violently, and the muscle lines of his legs immediately tensed.

Chong Yuan instructed: "You need to relax." As he spoke, he rubbed He Houhan's leg bit by bit, exerting strength 【㊣】, trying to relax He Houhan's tense muscles.

But that obviously had little effect, Chong Yuan couldn't help it, so he could only sigh: "Just bear with it." After saying that, he put his hands on the sharp mouth of the water bag【?◎】

Empress He let out a cry of pain, bit the snow-white plush on the blanket as soon as her eyes were dark, and the water flowed slowly but kept being [?≈].

This is simply his nightmare.

After a long while, he felt that his stomach was full of water, which made him dizzy. It seemed that there was a knife twisting around in his stomach, which almost made him faint from the pain.

Chong Yuan finally removed the water bag, He Houhan hadn't let go yet, and was hit by [ワ●] again, this time the pain was even worse, making his eyes sore and swollen.

Chong Yuan helped him up, kissed his wet eyes, and said, "It will be fine soon, just bear with it."

He Houhan had no strength left to struggle, he felt that all his senses were concentrated in his stomach, and intermittent moans similar to sobbing came out of his nose.

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He Houhan gritted his teeth for an unknown amount of time, and finally heard Chong Yuan say behind him: "Okay, this is the last moistening." At this moment, his legs were already trembling to the point that he couldn't stand up, his stomach was empty and swollen, and his waist He couldn't use any strength, so he could only lean softly in Chong Yuan's arms.

Chong Yuan reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and whispered in his ear: "I know you are suffering, but this is the first time for me...I want the best. If you didn't force me to become queen , I don't need to rush..."

He Houhan's headache was about to split, and he was powerless to refute after hearing these words, but felt inexplicably sad and angry in his heart.

【3924...】

When He Houhan woke up, the sky was already bright, Chong Yuan probably hadn't returned from the court, and he was the only one in the whole bedroom.

He sat up with his arms propped up. This feeling was similar to the feeling he felt after that night with Jiang Sheng three years ago. His waist and knees were sore and weak, and there were bursts of dull pain behind him, but his mood was completely different. At that time, he was shocked. He suppressed his anger, but at this moment his heart was ashamed.

He sat on the edge of the bed for a while, the dizziness was no longer in his eyes, and then he tentatively supported the bedpost and stood up.

The stove was lit in the hall for aromatherapy, and He Houhan didn't feel cold at this time without wearing an inch, and the copper hoops on his hands and feet were removed. He looked around but didn't see any clothes, so he had no choice but to lie down again. back to bed.

He Houhan understood that Chong Yuan meant not to let him go.

As for what else the emperor wanted to do, he didn't bother to guess.

From the moment he just woke up, he secretly made up his mind to resign... no matter what method he uses... he must stay far away from the emperor...

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Ok……

Let's see what happens in this chapter...

what does the prime minister think

The bedroom is quiet, and the warm aroma lingers on the sandalwood bedposts.

He Houhan curled up on the bed, eyes wide open, no matter how peaceful and comfortable the place is at this time, there are still lingering memories in his mind.Just a few hours ago, right here, he kept begging, begging for the emperor's mercy, but he couldn't arouse the emperor's hesitation. Unable to resist, she was panicked like the sky was falling.

He heard the sound of pushing the door from the direction of the bedroom door, and sat up slowly while supporting the quilt.

Someone came over, stood by the bed, and stretched out his hand to pull back the bed curtain.

The two looked at each other for a moment before Chong Yuan chuckled softly and said, "You are very pleasing like this." He smiled at He Hou Han, soft, satisfied, and deep in love. Diluted his overly colorful facial features.

He Houhan opened his mouth, then pursed his lips before saying: "Your Majesty, please allow... this humble minister resigns."

Chong Yuan's expression remained unchanged, he hung the bed curtain aside, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked unhurriedly: "If I don't allow it, what should you do?"

He Houhan looked directly at Chongyuan and said, "Your Majesty, I have a grudge in my heart...you might as well choose a new look."

Chong Yuan made a sound, and then asked again: "What's wrong with you?"

He Houhan's teeth hurt, and he said slowly: "The emperor is fortunate to have a humble minister."

Unexpectedly, Chong Yuan burst out laughing when he heard this, and when he spoke again, there was still a little smile in his nasal voice, "I remember that Jiang Sheng got you drunk for a long time three years ago, and you wanted to kill him afterwards. Now that I have trapped you here openly, sealed your inner strength, and forcibly taken you, you still call it luck? Tell me, how do you think you are lucky?"

He Houhan's complexion was red at first, then pale, and now it was faintly blue, not sure if it was from anger or blockage.

Seeing that He Houhan didn't say a word, Chong Yuan seemed extremely depressed, and said, "Do you still remember the night you took me out of the palace three years ago?"

He Houhan suppressed his surging blood and said, "Remember."

Chong Yuan nodded, and said: "It's been so long, I still dream of that night, I sat in the empty bedroom, with a poisonous crossbow hidden in my sleeve, waiting... Then Ai Qing came, full of dust and dust. The appearance of the woman is not neat, but I thought at that time, this person... I must have this person, the whole thing."

He Houhan's thoughts slowly drifted away... At that time, his mind was full of the young emperor, and he tried his best to go to his side, to protect him, to help him... Only then could he feel at ease.If he knew that he would fall into such a precarious situation because of this, would he still go to save the 13-year-old emperor...?He Houhan fell into incomprehensible thoughts for a moment.

Chong Yuan pulled He Houhan's wrist which had worn a copper hoop, concentrated air in his palm, pressed along his tendons and acupuncture points, and said: "From now on, don't resist, I don't want to always use this method to force you to submit."

He Houhan came back to his senses, shook his fingers, calmed down quickly, and said word by word: "I have decided to resign, if the emperor refuses, I am willing to die to show my will."

Chong Yuan kept moving his hands, and said calmly: "I can allow you to resign, then arrest you in the palace, seal your big holes, and tie you to the bed. If you want to commit suicide, I will cut off your tongue , if you want to escape, I will break your tendons. When I want you, you have to make love on this bed. When I don’t want you, you can only lie here motionless. There is no freedom, no Rights, what does Ai Qing think?"

He Houhan's face was pale, and he felt his stomach churning. He looked at Chongyuan, and Chongyuan was also staring at him, saying that you are not joking, Chongyuan's eyebrows and eyes are still beautiful and charming, without any threat. Fierce, but he wasn't joking.

He Houhan closed his eyes, the strength in his heart and the thoughts in his head were vented all at once. He gathered internal strength on the palm of his hand, and suddenly raised it high and slapped it towards his temple.

This process happened between lightning and flint, and was blocked by Chong Yuan at a critical moment, but He Houhan was a master after all, Chong Yuan couldn't completely resist it, he could only slightly stagger his palm strength.

He Houhan had accumulated [-]% of his strength in that blow, and couldn't take it back, he was blocked by Chong Yuan and deflected downward, sideways hitting his chest and abdomen.

In the blink of an eye, He Houhan coughed slightly, and the teeth were filled with blood, which was extremely frightening.He looked up at Chongyuan, he thought it was the last look.

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The despised me...and the despised little emperor...

Still standing still...

what does the prime minister think

Chong Yuan quickly put He Houhan flat, at this time He Houhan's face was as golden as paper, and he was about to lose his breath.

Chong Yuan didn't have time to be in a daze, he quickly pressed the bedside mechanism and took out the Dragon Spit Bead from the hidden compartment.

The sword of Long Tuzhu is the most precious treasure in the world. It does not belong to the 36 treasures, but it is a hundred times better than it.

Among the 36 treasures, most of them are weapons, and a few are skillful crossbows and precision crafts, each of which has its own merits and ingenuity, but fundamentally, its ranking focuses on the level of lethality.But Long Tuzhu is not just a sword or a weapon.It is regarded as a secret by the royal family, and it is only passed on to the emperor from generation to generation. Naturally, it has its mysteries.

This sword has been handed down from ancient times to the present, and the earliest record was recorded by the high priest of the tribe in ancient times. At that time, it was used in every major sacrificial activity and was regarded as a divine weapon.Since then, the tribes have fought in scuffle, and the whereabouts of the sword is also unknown.After nearly a thousand years in this way, a man found the sword, in an era when all heroes came together.In the many years after that, many wars, big and small, were recorded in the history books. Later, this man became the founding emperor of the Shun Dynasty, and his descendants called him Emperor Zonglie Gaozu.

In this way, the sword was handed down in the hands of the royal family of the Shun Dynasty.In ancient legends, hundreds of years, thousands of years