Your Majesty, You Can't

(Please pick up the stewed meat in the fish pond on New Year’s Day ~)

Ever since he accepted the erotic pictures specially prepared by Zhao Yinte for him last time, He Lanzhi didn't know what kind of expression he should put on so that he could face the young emperor in a relaxed and normal manner.

Even when he held this exquisitely carved box in his hand on the way back home, he would feel his palms were hot, as if he would burn his hands anytime and anywhere.

Did Zhao Yin send him the picture of the erotic palace, as he said on the surface, to send him away from evil spirits and keep him safe, or did he hide some indescribable intentions, but did he actually have any other thoughts about him?

If Zhao Yin really has such thoughts, should he respond to him?

There is always no impenetrable wall in the world, even if he responded to Zhao Yin's thoughts, one day after being discovered by someone with a heart and exposed, it was reported that the king of a country and the prime minister had a broken sleeve... This kind of gossip is even in modern times. It will be explosive news, let alone in this feudal ancient times.

As a national leader and public figure, if it is revealed that he is in love with an older male subordinate, he will definitely be talked about by the people who eat melons for many years or even a lifetime.

It can be predicted that once it is discovered, the consequences will be disastrous.

Maybe... It's the best choice for him not to respond to Zhao Yin's thoughts.

"No, no, no," He Lanzhi shook his head, "It's too early to say that."

Perhaps Zhao Yin never thought of liking him at all, and everything he did was just a prank to tease him.

Among the questions before him now, the one that bothers him the most is whether he really likes Zhao Yin or not?

He Lanzhi didn't know.

He has always thought that his feelings for Zhao Yin are very complicated, because he has played the role of brother and father from beginning to end, but in recent years this underage emperor has done a lot of ambiguous behavior towards him, But from time to time, it made him distracted.

Troubled by such questions, it's like a young boy in love...it really doesn't look like a calm adult.

He Lan was fiddling with the wooden box that Zhao Yin gave him with one hand, and resting his chin in the other hand, thinking melancholy about how to face his boss's problems in the court tomorrow, when a sudden emergency report disturbed his thoughts.

"Master Helan! Those fleets that sailed far to the west have returned!"

He Lanzhi's hand paused, and he raised his head to look at the boy who notified him in surprise, "Really? You're back so soon?"

"It's absolutely true!" The handsome young man nodded his head vigorously, "The person in charge of the fleet is currently waiting for your lord in the reception hall!"

Hearing that the visitor was already waiting in the prime minister's mansion, He Lanzhi also ignored the love for his son and daughter that was troubling him at the moment, and hurriedly got up and followed the leading boy to the main hall.

In this age of information lag, only news from his country flows around him.He, who has never understood the world structure after crossing, can't wait to hear the international intelligence.

He Lanzhi had just crossed the threshold with his right foot, and before his left foot could catch up with him, he heard a loud and high-pitched voice from the main hall: "I pay my respects to your lord!"

"Master Cao, please hurry up." He Lanzhi, who was a little frightened by the voice, collected himself, stepped forward and quickly supported the person in charge who was going to kowtow to him, "Mr. Cao, please don't be limited by etiquette. Let me tell you about the world outside."