Your Majesty, You Can't

"The humble minister sends the emperor respectfully."

He Lanzhi propped up his naked body on the bed, reluctantly bowed to the young emperor, and watched Zhao Yin leave with his own eyes.

With Zhao Yin's departure, the ambiguous and tired atmosphere pervading the bedroom also disappeared, and even the temperature of the air cooled down.

The weather in mid-October was already a bit cold, and some bleak autumn wind squeezed in through the gaps in the windows, whizzing and blowing on He Lanzhi's back, making him shiver involuntarily.

He Lanzhi pulled up the brocade quilt that had slid down and wrapped her body tightly to cover up the bluish-purple traces of joy and love on her body, and fell back onto his soft pillow.

"...Why did it look like it was over after an appointment..." He Lanzhi shrank under the blanket, stretched his hand to his waist and rubbed it depressedly, "I knew I was going to go to court today, but yesterday I didn't know what to do." You have to let Zhao Yin take it easy."

Thinking of not being in the capital for the past few months, the work waiting for him to deal with must have piled up higher than the mountain. He Lanzhi felt that not only his waist and lower body hurt, but even his temples began to swell.

"It's a mistake. It seems that I have to go to the palace in the afternoon to feel better..."

In order to recover his strength as soon as possible, He Lanzhi had to let himself fall asleep quickly, so he turned his body with difficulty, adjusted himself to the most comfortable position, and slowly closed his eyes.

After several months of traveling, coupled with the fierce battle between Zhao Yin and him last night, He Lanzhi was so tormented that he had no energy, and soon fell into a deep sleep after closing his eyes. There was no knock on the door for a long time.

Su Nuo stood in front of the prime minister's bedroom and knocked on the door for a long time, but he didn't hear a reply from inside, and a look of panic flashed across his face immediately.

"Helan——" Su Nuo pushed the door nervously and entered. After seeing the quiet and handsome sleeping face lying under the quilt, his hanging heart calmed down, and he slowly spit out the remaining two words. A word contained in the mouth, "My lord..."

"Hmm..." He Lanzhi uttered a raving voice, seeming to be disturbed by Su Nuo's shout, and frowned slightly. After a while, he didn't hear any other voices, and his frown gradually relaxed. Come.

Su Nuo cautiously walked in front of He Lanzhi, quietly leaned on the side of the bed, and quietly looked at the beautiful prime minister whom he had admired for many years lying on the bed.

He has lost weight.

Su Nuo thought with some distress.

Master He Lan was able to escape from the dead, he must have suffered a lot along the way.Not only did he not eat well, he must also have had very little sleep.The cheekbones on his cheeks were so thin that they protruded slightly, and the eye circles were all haggard blue-black.

The pair of fluffy thin lips are swallowing and exhaling the slightly cool air, and there is no light color on them, but a very attractive bright red, one can tell that it must be revealed after being bitten by someone. such a color.

It was made by the emperor.

Because there is an aura belonging to that emperor in the air.

Su Nuo's eyes dimmed, and he tightly held the jade box of ointment that was just sent by the Holy One in his hand, with such strength that his finger bones turned white without realizing it, his black eyes were full of almost distorted jealousy and admiration.

Obviously he was the one who fell in love with Lord Helan first; obviously he was the one who stayed by Lord Helan's side all the time; obviously his emotion was no less than that of the emperor sitting on the dragon chair; obviously... obviously...but... Why does Lord Helan have the aura of an emperor on his body!

It shouldn't be.

Master He Lan shouldn't have the aura of other men on him!He should only have a faint sandalwood fragrance that is fascinating!

To cover him... must cover him...

Su Nuo bent down and slowly approached He Lanzhi's thin lips.