Your Majesty, You Can't

In such a situation where there was such a sensation all over the country—someone even specially came to visit and ask the emperor what kind of girl he likes, it seems that the matter of marrying a draft girl for Zhao Yin is already a certainty.

Even if he had 1 reluctances in his heart, He Lanzhi had to accept this fact.No matter in terms of his status as prime minister or He Lanzhi himself, he is not qualified to dictate and obstruct Zhao Yin from marrying a concubine.

He couldn't even be called Zhao Yin's lover, at most he was just a crush who fell in love with the young emperor but didn't have time to say anything.Even if Zhao Yin had 3000 beauties in the harem, he could only watch silently, ignoring the throbbing pain in his heart, and insincerely praised, "The six palaces of Fendai are all peerless youths, Your Majesty is really blessed."

Because of Zhao Yin's going to get married, He Lanzhi hadn't had a good night's sleep for four or five nights in a row, and a layer of dark circles had already appeared under his eyes.Every day he dragged his exhausted body back from the palace, and as a father-in-law, he still had to look through palace rules thicker than bricks for the matter of drafting girls.

The warm yellow candlelight that smears on the window lattice never dims almost every night.

The people in the prime minister's mansion also saw that Master He Lan's handsome face was haggard day after day, and his figure was getting thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye.But these servants, in addition to cooking more nutritious dishes for the Prime Minister, they can only stand aside anxiously.

In the end, Su Nuo couldn't stand it anymore, knelt on the ground and said, "This subordinate is overstepping the rules", then forced He Lanzhi on the bed, covered him with a brocade quilt and let him sleep.

"Su Nuo..." He Lanzhi propped himself up helplessly, trying to push away the young guard standing motionless in front of him, "I'm not sleepy."

"You're obviously so tired that you can't hold it anymore!" Su Nuo suppressed the karma in his heart and asked He Lanzhi in a hoarse voice, "You haven't slept for several nights, do you know that?" ?”

"About three or four nights, I'm not sure." He Lanzhi lowered his eyes, with a wry smile on his lips, "I don't feel sleepy. Rather than lying on the bed and watching the dawn, why don't I put the Read the palace rules. Otherwise, it’s just a waste of time.”

"Read it?" Su Nuo walked quickly to the bookcase and picked up the booklet that had been turned over long ago, "You obviously finished it a long time ago, but why don't you want to admit it?"

"I……"

He Lanzhi was left speechless by Su Nuo's question, his slender fingers unconsciously grabbed the silk quilt tightly, and he didn't even notice that the phalanx on the back of his hand turned white.

I also understand that the false claim that I haven't read the palace rules is actually just an excuse to delay proposing the draft to Zhao Yin.

But now that Su Nuo has exposed him, he can't even deceive himself.

After He Lanzhi was silent for a long time, he slowly let go of the hand that was ravaging the brocade quilt.As if all the strength had been drained from his body, his straight back completely collapsed, and the black hair draped behind his shoulders slipped down in front of his face, covering his entire pale and handsome face.

"Master He Lan," Su Nuo looked at He Lanzhi's reaction, with sorrow and worry all over his face, and persuaded in an almost pleading tone, "Have a good rest, okay?"

"it is good……"

He Lanzhi closed his eyes and threw himself backwards weakly.The bed also made a muffled sound.

It sounded like the whole person was falling apart.