Your Majesty, You Can't

The steward of the Prime Minister's Mansion waited carefully for the duo who hadn't seen each other for a long time to hug each other for a long time, until he guessed that the tea prepared earlier was almost cold, so he couldn't help calling out, "Lord He Lan."

He Lanzhi was brought back to his senses by the steward's yell, and put his hands on Zhao Yin's chest and pushed him hastily, signaling the young emperor to let go of him quickly.

Even if the emperor hugged his concubine for a long time in public, it would be easy to attract criticism, not to mention that he is hugging a dirty prime minister who is also a man... No matter how you say it, it will give people a very basic feeling.

"Don't let go." Zhao Yin stubbornly hugged He Lanzhi's thin waist, refusing to let go.

"I said I won't leave, let go quickly, you child." He Lanzhi struggled to separate Zhao Yin's arms from his body, "Don't make trouble! I'm going to be breathless!"

"Azhi..." Seeing that He Lanzhi didn't want to be hugged by him any longer, and wanted to leave him voluntarily just like in the previous dream, Zhao Yin couldn't help showing a hint of pain in his eyes.

I really want to hold him tighter so that he can never leave me.

But He Lanzhi was already unwilling to let him carry on like this, Ah Zhi said that he would be breathless.He can no longer do things that make He Lanzhi feel a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Yin reluctantly let go of his hands, and watched He Lanzhi turn around eagerly.

"Speak, butler." He Lanzhi broke free from Zhao Yin's embrace, pretending to be calm and looking at the butler, "What's the matter?"

"Master Helan, food and bath water are ready. Are you going to eat first or take a bath first?"

"Let's take a bath first." He Lanzhi pondered for a moment, and then added, "You don't need to find someone to take care of you. I can do it myself."

After He Lanzhi replied, he turned to look at Zhao Yin, but unexpectedly when he turned around, he saw the emperor, who stood tall in front of everyone, pitifully pulling at the corner of his dirty clothes, refusing to let go even if his finger bones turned white. every bit.

The softest part of my heart seemed to be hit hard by something.

He Lanzhi couldn't help feeling distressed and wanted to reach out and rub Zhao Yin's black hair, but when he hung in the air and saw his not-so-clean hands, He Lanzhi finally gave up and hung down, and asked softly Said: "Wei Chen is going to take a bath now, Your Majesty, please follow the housekeeper to the main hall and wait a while?"

"I won't go." Zhao Yin raised his head and met He Lanzhi's gaze, his eyes were full of the stubbornness of a teenager, "I will wait for you outside the bathroom."

"But……"

"I want to be at the place closest to you." Zhao Yin stared at He Lanzhi's face, and his strong tone suddenly softened, "I want to see you at the first sight..."

Being asked by Zhao Yin like this, He Lanzhi couldn't say anything more to persuade him to go to the main hall, so he could only nod silently, agreeing that the emperor in front of him ignored the superiority and inferiority, and waited for his subordinate through a door.

Zhao Yin followed He Lanzhi all the way to the bathroom, and then watched He Lanzhi walk into it quietly, and closed the carved wooden door to isolate him from the outside, the light in his black eyes dimmed instantly.

The young emperor stared at the warm yellow oil paper, and slowly stroked the window lattice with his slender fingers, as gentle and affectionate as if stroking his lover.After staying in the last column for a long time, he was willing to peel off his fingers greedily.

Zhao Yin turned his back silently, leaning his back on the uneven window pane, listening to the faint sound of clothes falling off and water flowing in his ears, the people in front of him who had been in a trance since seeing He Lanzhi The scene suddenly felt real.

"Azhi..." Zhao Yin murmured in a low voice, "It's great that you're still alive."