The Regent always wants me to take maternity leave [Transmigration Book]

Lian Yinlian's face froze, and he looked up following the voice, and saw Nie Linfeng's icy face, frowning, not sure if he was angry or what.

Lian Yinlian might have been a little timid before, after all, he seemed to have screwed up again, but when he thought of fifteen points, he was in a good mood, and he wasn't afraid of this cold guy anymore.

Lian Yinlian shook his head, hummed a few vague tunes, and continued to sing: "I have many secrets~ I won't tell you~ I won't tell you~"

His voice was very clear, like the ding-dong of spring water, and he sang very nicely, but the content of his singing was a bit outrageous, which made Nie Linfeng's temples throb again.

I don't know whether it was the incompetent and incompetent emperor who was annoying, or the current oolong emperor is more difficult to deal with.

Nie Linfeng pinched the center of his brows, his tone tinged with imperceptible fatigue: "Get up."

"Oh." Lian Yinlian got up obediently, her hair was messed up and was wet on her face, but because of that bright smiling face, she didn't look embarrassed, instead she looked like a sunflower after the rain. This kind of inexplicable strength arouses pity.

Nie Linfeng didn't look at him again, turned his eyes to look at Liu Fu, and asked, "Where's the imperial physician?"

Liu Fu said respectfully, "I'll let someone pass it on."

"Go to the Hall of Yanhe." He said, turned around and left, looking in the direction of the Hall of Yanhe, which was the emperor's sleeping hall, where even Yin Lian slept for the past few days.

In fact, Lian Yinlian didn't really want to face that dead face, but he is in a good mood now, Nie Linfeng immediately took a step when he said that, and happily followed back to Yanhe Hall.

His obedient attitude and crooked eyebrows made Nie Linfeng feel more ominous. He always felt that this stupid king was going to make something big every minute.

But not even Yinlian.

Back in the Hall of Yanhe, Lian Yinlian changed out of his wet clothes and sat down at the desk to read the memorial. He was as well-behaved as a good student who came back from school to study hard, and Nie Linfeng was so well-behaved that he was not used to it.

When this thought flashed by, Nie Linfeng couldn't help laughing at himself secretly. He was really infected by the Hunjun, and he was also dizzy.

Watching the people who were writing books at the desk was silent for a moment, Nie Linfeng walked over, curled his fingers and tapped twice on the wooden table.

Lian Yinlian raised his eyes, looked at him strangely, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Don't worry about the injury?"

"The imperial doctor hasn't come yet, so I'll read another copy." Lian Yinlian's hard-working figure didn't let up at all. When he said it, his eyes had been put back on the memorial, and after a glance, he picked up the pen and wrote down "know" in the memorial. Already" three words.

It was an offer of peace, and even Yin Lian didn't know how to reply, so he did it all the time, and Nie Linfeng couldn't help frowning again when he saw it.

When people ask you how you are doing, you will know. Who is perfunctory?

Lian Yinlian didn't think so. After finishing writing, he took a look at his poorly written handwriting. He was so happy that he thought about solving another one, and then put the memorial aside.

When he reached out to take another copy, the imperial physician came in, and behind him was Liu Fu who was holding a food case.

"Your Majesty, drink some soup to warm your body." Liu Fu was holding the soup, but he didn't dare to approach it, but waited by the door, carefully examining Nie Linfeng's face.

Lian Yinlian found it funny, put down the pen, and said, "Put it down and get out."

After receiving the amnesty, Liu Fu immediately put down the food case and fled.

Lian Yinlian just got up and went to sit down beside Luohan's bed. When the imperial doctor checked the injury on his forehead, he drank jujube and ginger soup.

Nie Linfeng followed and picked up the teacup, sat down opposite Lian Yinlian, sipped the tea with his head down, and looked at Lian Yinlian from the corner of his eye.

He didn't suffer any serious injuries, and the imperial physicians were very careful when serving him, so it shouldn't be very painful.But Lian Yinlian kept frowning when he applied the medicine, and when he touched the place where the bee stung, he couldn't help but let out a thin gasp, which made Nie Linfeng frowned again.

Even Yin Lian didn't think about it, he was just a young master in the modern era, and he grew up so big that he rarely bumped, which was already a serious injury for him.

The imperial physician applied medicine to him, rubbed it lightly when it touched the side, Lian Yinlian immediately "hissed", the imperial physician knelt down on the spot in fright, trembling: "Your Majesty, forgive me!"

"It's okay, can this one be okay without rubbing it?" Lian Yinlian stretched out his hand to touch the bump on his forehead with a bitter face, the pain made his face a little ugly.

"Yes." The imperial physician replied, "but it will get better slowly..."

Just as Lian Yinlian was about to shake his head, Nie Linfeng stood up suddenly, waved his hands away, walked up to Lian Yinlian, lowered his eyes to look at him, and asked, "Are you planning to go to court like this?"

Lian Yinlian was a little confused: "What's wrong?"

"Don't you think it's embarrassing?" Nie Linfeng frowned even tighter, and before Lian Yinlian could react, he put his hand on the small bag on his forehead and rubbed it lightly twice.

Lian Yinlian gasped in pain: "It hurts, it hurts! Can you take it easy?"

"It deserves it." Nie Linfeng's voice was cold, and the movements of his hands didn't stop.

He looked down at Lian Yinlian, his two slender eyebrows were wrinkled, his delicate facial features were almost wrinkled together due to the pain, his eyes were shining like tears, but he still looked at him stubbornly, like an unyielding dog Little Tiger.

However, Nie Linfeng suddenly felt a sense of abusive pleasure, and the strength in his hands intensified unconsciously.Not from the cowardice of the weak, but from conquest, like putting a collar on the future lion king, even though this is just a cat that hasn't grown claws yet.

Lian Yinlian yelled out in pain, and glared at Nie Linfeng angrily: "What are you doing?"

"What?" Nie Linfeng's lips curved a little, and he patted Lian Yinlian's forehead twice, causing him to gasp in pain.

"You are, this is the crime of bullying the emperor!" Lian Yinlian complained angrily, and finally remembered that the word didn't seem to be used in this way, and half made excuses and half threatened, "Bullying bully, this is going to lose his head!"

Nie Linfeng sneered: "You try."

As he spoke, he touched Lian Yinlian's forehead with his hands again fearlessly, this time his hands were much gentler, his warm palm pressed the medicated oil on the wound and rubbed lightly.

Seeing his indifferent look, even Yin Lian gave up struggling and said, "It seems that you are really not afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

Lian Yinlian hesitated for a moment: "Order to cut off your head?"

The room fell into silence. At first, Lian Yinlian thought that Nie Linfeng was too lazy to talk to him, but then he thought about it. Although Nie Linfeng holds great power, he is the emperor after all, and the imperial decree must be effective, so Nie Linfeng should still be afraid of him, right?

Thinking of this, Lian Yinlian's eyes curved slyly and said, "So you are really afraid."

Nie Linfeng was silent for another moment, the movement of his hands stopped for a moment, and then he patted Lian Yinlian's forehead lightly. He stopped after hearing his "ouch", sat back to his original position, and took a sip from the teacup. a mouthful.

He rubbed the medicated oil on the palm of his hand, spread to the tip of his nose, and even the tea was contaminated with the smell, which was a bit weird.He took a few sips and then put it down, his thumb unconsciously rubbed against his palm, as if wiping away the remaining taste and temperature.

"What made you...have the illusion that your will can come out of the palace?" Nie Linfeng asked.

Lian Yinlian: "..." Oh.

Nie Linfeng glanced at Lian Yinlian who was still touching his forehead, and remembered the indescribable weirdness of the Hunjun these past few days. His heart moved, and he asked in a strange way: "Do you know about Xixiang's marriage?"

The author has something to say:

Lian Yinlian: The crime of deceiving the emperor!

Nie Linfeng: The crime of bullying the king?

Lian Yinlian: QAQ