The prime minister always builds a floor in the imperial study

When we got back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, it was already dark, and there were dim lights outside, probably because the night market had started, and the Lan Mansion was very deserted without the old man.

The emperor was very angry today. At first he thought it would be a dead end, but after thinking about it, the emperor didn't make up his mind. After all, he received some comfort in his heart, and it will be fine in a few hours.

In the dark of night, I drank a few cups alone and felt very boring. Two door gods from the palace stood at the gate, and they were stopped back after stepping out of the threshold.

But how could the emperor not understand, and how could the two door gods stop him? He looked at the sky, and it has been four or five hours since he left the palace, and the lights outside are not as bright as when he just came back. It's been a long time, Prime Minister Lan thought for a while, walked up and down a few steps, suddenly smiled, waved his fan, and climbed over the wall.

The courtyard wall of the Lan Mansion was not high in the first place, so it was flipped over lightly, and Prime Minister Lan walked towards Qingfeng Pavilion with his fan in his mouth.

My mother said, today there is a new boy called Xiaoyu, who is very handsome and handsome, and should be the taste that Prime Minister Lan likes. Now that I think about it, it should be Xiaoyu's finale performance, how could he not go.

When I entered the door and saw my mother, my mother gasped and almost passed out, she said to death: "Young master is not staying in the mansion today, tomorrow will not be safe!"

"Mom, I've lived with that person for a long time, so why don't I know his personality!" Lan smiled wryly and walked inside, shaking his fan.

Mom thought about it for a while, then followed.

The brothel is full, the outside is already deserted, but the inside is still very lively. The snack eaters are at the private seat, and the people on the ground are knocking peanuts, pouring a pot of wine, and a few plates of fennel beans, just crowded together like this.

Xiaoyu went onto the stage with the piano in her arms, and her mother arranged the best seat for Prime Minister Lan. As soon as she sat down, the man started singing.

That voice was indeed very pleasant, not as coquettish as ordinary young men, nor as rude as ordinary strong men, it was slightly deep, which added a bit of mystery, and looking at the face, it was indeed a good-looking one.

"What's wrong with singing, why do you want to sing lovesickness?" The prime minister shook his head as if sighing.

Entering here is like entering a Buddhist family. You have to forget the past. This child is a bit sentimental after all.

"Have you seen enough? Prime Minister, it seems that you don't take my words seriously!" A cold voice sounded from behind the prime minister.

"When you walk into the gate of Qingfeng Pavilion, the emperor will definitely send someone to look for it within a stick of incense. I never thought that the emperor will come in person this time. Of course, I didn't take the emperor's words seriously. I did. Heart!"

"The prime minister, do you remember that I said that you must not leave the house!" Although the emperor's voice was cold, it was much calmer than a few hours ago.

"It's true that I didn't take a step out of the house. I overturned the courtyard wall." The prime minister showed that extremely shameless smile again, staring at the people on the stage without taking his eyes off it.

The emperor was so angry that he wanted to drag the prime minister outside. Such a filthy place was really annoying.

Unexpectedly, he was grabbed by the other party before he could move, the prime minister said: "Have a drink, this is 12 years old wine, you have a taste."

Handing over a cup, the emperor originally wanted to knock it over, but the other party was quick and dodged it, and what came out was an indescribable fragrance.Without waiting for the next move, the prime minister forcefully poured it into the emperor's mouth.

After drinking cold wine, it instantly heats up, slightly spicy.

"Okay, I've drunk the wine, and I'm going to take the emperor somewhere." Instead, Cheng took Zhao Fengling's hand. Zhao Fengling originally wanted to shake it off, but he couldn't shake it off after several times. That's all, this Lan Shuming With such a temper, let him go.After he finishes what he changed, he will be taken back to the imperial study and locked up to see if he can still cause trouble everywhere!

Stopping at the end of the corridor, Lan Shuming opened the door. It was the same room as before, and the furnishings inside were the same. Every month, the emperor always came here several times, and the door was replaced several times.

"Every time the emperor comes here, he will only come here. How dare you take two more steps today!" Standing five steps away from the door, the prime minister smiled.

The emperor followed him for two steps, and happened to see the brightly lit imperial city facing out of the window. Originally, he thought that the main hall could be seen most clearly. The lower part of the Royal Study Room.

The emperor's heart trembled, but he couldn't tell what it felt like.

"Why don't you dare to take those two extra steps? In fact, the Holy Majesty already knew about it." The prime minister still smiled, he walked to the door, put a wooden bolt on the wooden door, and walked back.

"What does the prime minister mean?" The emperor turned around, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't see what the meaning was, but he was slightly shaken.

The heat of that glass of wine is getting stronger and stronger, at first it was just an discomfort in the stomach, but now it has reached the whole body, slightly numb, and the heat is rushing towards an unspeakable place.

"What did you drink for me?" The emperor's face gradually turned livid, and his voice became slightly hoarse.

"The chrysanthemums are falling, 12 years of good wine, put some spring breeze in it, the effect is not bad." The prime minister sat on the soft couch, pulled his clothes, shook his fan, his legs were slightly spread, and he was half lying there .

"The antidote." The voice of the standing person became even lower, and one could already see that the originally fair skin had gradually turned red, probably because the effect of the medicine was stronger.

"There is no cure." The coat is half open, the person on the other side is extremely complacent, but the people on this side are already angry, and they can't tell the difference.

"Prime Minister, you are presumptuous!"

"Is the number of presumptuousness still low? There are two choices in the Holy Spirit, one is here and the other is there." The prime minister pointed to the bed over there.

There are many young men in Qingfeng Pavilion, so it is natural that some interesting things are indispensable. There are also some strange things on the bed, all of which look unattractive. Even if some young men on weekdays see it, they will turn red when they see it. Prime Minister Lan, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he was still smiling. He was a stunning beauty.

With a flick of the hairpin, the long hair flew away, and it was even more indescribably magnificent.

"Prime Minister, I have something to say when I go back now!"

As soon as the words were finished, there was a sound of locks being locked outside. It seemed that today was destined to be tossed to the end.

"Your majesty, I don't want to do this either, but you, you have come to this point because of a concubine and I really make me jealous!" Lan Shuming didn't have a pitiful look on his face, and he still had a smile on his face. That confident smile, and then untied the almost useless belt.