Your Majesty, You Can't

Not long after being begged by Su Nuo with such pitiful eyes like a big dog that was about to be abandoned, the soft-hearted He Lanzhi couldn't bear to lose, and nodded helplessly, agreeing that Su Nuo would go to the palace with him .

"When you arrive at the imperial city later, you should stay obediently in the carriage and wait for me for a while just like you send me to court every morning." He Lanzhi gathered up his robe and sat down on the stool prepared by the coachman. In the carriage, at the same time, he did not forget to tell Su Nuo, "I will go and ask Your Majesty first, if I can let my personal guard enter the palace together. If Your Majesty agrees, you can wait outside the study like you are in the mansion." ,OK?"

Su Nuo knelt on one knee and cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, my lord!"

"Don't kneel down, get up and get in the car."

Su Nuo heard the sound, put the stool on the ground back to the coachman, then tapped his toes and jumped onto the shaft of the carriage, opened the curtain and entered the compartment, and stood respectfully beside Helan. before.

He Lanzhi looked at the athletic young guard in front of him, and asked a little more worriedly, "Su Nuo, you didn't bring a weapon, did you? You will be searched before entering the palace. If you are found to be carrying a weapon, you will enter the palace at the slightest risk." Prison, if it is too heavy, it will lose your head. Do you understand?"

"This subordinate understands." Su Nuo nodded very earnestly, "This subordinate does not need weapons, even with bare hands, this subordinate will not let the lord suffer any harm. After all, the lord is the one whom the subordinates swore to protect with their lives. "

"……Um."

He Lanzhi was choked by Su Nuo's loyal speech for a moment, so he was speechless. He leaned on the cushion and looked at Su Nuo a few times in embarrassment. Drive the horse to the palace.

I always feel that Su Nuo's words seem to be getting weirder...

Maybe it's because of puberty... It seems that puberty boys are a bit weird, whether it's Su Nuo or Zhao Yin, these children's hormone secretion is too strong, right?

Surrounded by children is really a headache.

He Lanzhi leaned on the cushion and quietly thought about the major issues in life - as the only adult, he should think of a way how to educate these children not to stare at him with gay eyes, after all, a person is raped Minors will get goosebumps all over after staring at it for so long.

However, at this time, he seemed to have completely forgotten that there was an adult man named Song Huaiyu who looked at him with such affection.

Even now, Song Huaiyu is still silently watching the carriage carrying Prime Minister Helan leave, until the carriage completely disappeared from his sight, then he turns around quietly, lowers his eyes and returns from the small door in the backyard Enter the prime minister's mansion.

"Your lord is just going to work with the emperor, and he will come back every night. As for the look of tears?"

The voice of the uninvited guest suddenly sounded from the front, Song Huaiyu raised his eyebrows and looked, and it was the second-best adult who came uninvited.

That one, with his arms crossed and his chest crossed, he didn't know who to show to, and he had a helpless face of crying and laughing, a prudish second place adult.

Tsk, nasty guy.

Song Huaiyu held back her tears silently, ignored Shen Qiulin who was standing in front of her, and walked straight to the library that was full of memories with the adults.

Seeing that Song Huaiyu didn't even glance at himself, Shen Qiulin didn't care about posing around his chest at this moment, hurriedly stepped up to catch up with him and said, "Hey... Huaiyu, don't ignore me..."

Song Huaiyu stopped and gave him a sideways glance, "What is Mr. Shen doing?"

Being dazzled by such a pair of looking forward and shining phoenix eyes, Shen Qiulin only felt that his whole heartstrings seemed to be slightly moved by those dark eyes full of autumn water, and he was stunned for a moment, unable to speak.

"Sure enough, I shouldn't have asked you." Song Huaiyu waited for a while without seeing the other party's answer, and couldn't help but sighed and started to walk again, "I will be in a daze all day long, and I don't know how you got the second place in the exam."

"Who said I would only be in a daze!" Shen Qiulin regained his senses and retorted, "You are prejudice! Prejudice!"

"Then may I ask what your Excellency is doing when you come to the Prime Minister's Mansion? Why don't you go through the gate and have to come through this small and narrow back door?"

"I originally wanted to come in through the main entrance, but when I came, congratulate Y, X, D, J. Master Lan has already boarded the car and left..." Shen Qiulin shook the wine in his hand, "I originally wanted to give My lord sent some farewell gifts, I didn't expect to be a step too late, and I just happened to see you there secretly sad, so I came over by the way."

After hearing that Shen Qiulin had completely witnessed his embarrassment, Song Huaiyu shoved the No. [-] man's broad back in a bit of anger, and at the same time issued an order to chase away guests: "Since your lord is not here, please stop by and go back quickly."

"You are also a member of this mansion anyway, do you drive away guests like this? How can I say that I am also the former subordinate of the Prime Minister."

"Master Helan is not here, the original subordinate, please come back tomorrow."

"No!" Shen Qiulin grabbed Song Huaiyu's slender hand, "I'm here to comfort you, if you want to cry, I can't just go back."

Waves of warm body temperature came from the back of the hand, as if melting into the blood through the skin, it seemed that even the heart could not help but warm up.

My hand...was the first time someone held it like this.

"Not only are you prone to tears, but why are your hands so thin?" Shen Qiulin's warm palm tightly wrapped his cool hand, "Did you not eat properly?"

When Shen Qiulin said this, Song Huaiyu immediately became angry again after being a little moved, "You have tears in your eyes and haven't had a good meal yet!"

"I used to be a poor scholar when my family was in decline, so I really didn't eat well. But now that I have a stable salary, I can eat meat to reward myself from time to time, so I must be eating well!" Shen Qiulin thumped his chest with the wine bottle , "Look, they are much stronger now."

Song Huaiyu struggled to pull his hand out of the opponent's palm, while retorting: "Then don't overeat meat and become a greasy uncle."

"It's not Huaiyu... You are also a scholar, why do you speak so viciously? I am only 24 years old, okay? Who will become an uncle..." Shen Qiulin said depressedly.

"I have never been worthy of being called a scholar..." Song Huaiyu lowered his head and said in a low voice, "It is because I have obtained the permission of the adults that I have the honor to enter the library. How can a lowly person like me be with you?" This kind of Confucian students who have learned the classics in the school are also called scholars..."

"no."

"what--"

"No!" It was rare for Shen Qiulin to interrupt Song Huaiyu so seriously, staring at Song Huaiyu's dark eyes with a straight face, and said, "There is no distinction between high and low in reading, and Huaiyu can't be degraded as a lowly person!"