Your Majesty, You Can't

"I didn't expect it to be the eighth year."

In the eighth year since Helan's time travel, it was also the early spring of the year when Zhao Yin's vacant year came, and he uttered such a sigh.

There were only two snowfalls this year, the first one was in the hot spring at the end of the year, but this first snowfall only lasted for a few hours and then ended hastily, making the people in the city who were looking forward to the thick snow They were very happy.The only one who felt that this short snowfall was not particularly disappointing was He Lanzhi who watched the snowflakes fall slowly while soaking in the hot spring.

Hmm...By the way, when watching the snow in the hot spring pool, he held hands with Zhao Yin.

It doesn't matter if it's due to the atmosphere, or it's driven by hormones.Under such circumstances, the young emperor naturally put his palm on the back of his hand, his slender fingers slid across the water pattern and clasped his hand from between his fingers, as if he would never let him go in this lifetime , tightly clenched his hand.

He Lanzhi didn't know how he felt when he went back to hold Zhao Yin's hand.Maybe it was the hot spring that made him feel as drunk as if he had been drunk, and he was not even clear-headed.When he came back to his senses, he had already been sent back to the prime minister's mansion by the young emperor, and the servants around him were also specially ordered by the emperor to let the prime minister rest well.

He seems to really like Zhao Yin...

The second snow fell on the first day of the first lunar month during the sacrifice.It's a time of year when snow is velvety white, even this winter, which has been surprisingly snowless.

According to the annual practice, he accompanied the young emperor to the altar to worship the country, and reported to the deceased ancestors the major events that happened in the past year.However, just looking at Zhao Yin's back from a distance, he throbbed like a young boy with a spring heart until his cheeks became hot.

The brain can't calm down at all.

In order to prevent his boyish heart, which had been silent for many years, from suddenly breaking out in front of Zhao Yin, He Lanzhi locked himself in the prime minister's mansion for half a month during the spring break, and never saw the young emperor behind closed doors.

The more I miss you, the more I miss you.

In the first early morning court in early spring, He Lanzhi, who was waiting for the ringing of the net whip outside the Golden Luan Hall, had the illusion that he had returned to eight years ago. He didn't know what kind of mentality he should use to face this eighteen-year-old The emperor was full of tension and embarrassment all over his body, and his heart was uneasy and at a loss.

"Master Helan."

"!" The hand on the shoulder was suddenly pulled back from the fugue, a trace of panic flashed in He Lanzhi's dark eyes, and he turned his head to look behind him.

"Did Master Helan startle?" The other party retracted his hand awkwardly and said apologetically, "The lower official saw what Master Helan was thinking, and he didn't respond after calling him a few times, so he touched His Excellency beyond the norm, please Condemnation."

"No... I was distracted." He Lanzhi secretly stroked his heart that was about to move, "What's the matter?"

"A few days ago, the official invited several magicians to divination the year's hexagram. I accidentally heard that several masters took three gold threads to plot the fate of the country. I also saw that there are only two Ruixue games this year. It seems..." The minister's eyebrows twitched A little worried, "It seems a little bad."

He Lanzhi raised his eyebrows in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Probably because there were some unsettling things in the first half of the year. The magicians also talked about the Ziwei Emperor Star, but the official didn't understand it very well." The minister frowned and said softly, "But the official and other The courtiers discussed it, thinking that His Majesty has turned eighteen this year and has reached the age of marriage, so it would be a good idea for the officials to join other courtiers in admonishing His Majesty to marry a concubine."

He even forgot that Zhao Yin was old enough to get married.

I have been alone as the prime minister for so many years, and I even forgot that the emperor has been single for many years.

There is no problem with He Lanzhi being alone. He has no parents and grandparents to force him, and he does not need to be the only one to continue the blood of the Helan clan. Even if he wants to be single for the rest of his life, no one can accuse him face to face.

However, Zhao Yin's position is completely different from his.

Zhao Yin, as the king of a country, even if he wants to continue the dragon vein and give birth to a successor prince, he must be surrounded by female relatives.

Zhao Yin, who has reached the legal age of marriage, will use the hand that took him to hold another graceful woman.At that time, the two wore big red wedding gowns together, and they became husband and wife under the witness of his father-in-law.

Drink a cup of wine together, sleep together on the wedding couch.

And he could only watch from the sidelines.

The fiery heart that was restlessly calmed down instantly as if immersed in an ice spring, and it was so cold that it made him throb a little.

After a long silence, He Lanzhi replied in a hoarse voice: "I understand the opinions of the ministers."