Your Majesty, You Can't

After sadly accepting the fact of time travel, He Lanzhi lay on the soft and smooth silk brocade quilt, staring blankly at the delicately carved top of the bed.

He is mourning.

Mourning the information age where air-conditioning, computers and mobile phones have left him, mourning his modern day with convenient transportation and life, and mourning the BL18 ban Xiaohuangman who just received the goods before his nap.

Before the poor little Huang Man could get his master to take a look, he could only lie on the desk forever, waiting for his fate to be buried in dust.

He Lanzhi lay on the bed like a literary hero, and murmured sadly, "Ade, my cartoons! Ade, my Thirteen Fragrant Crayfish! Ade... It hurts so badly that I got ulcers."

He really wanted to ask what evil he did in his previous life to cross over to a prime minister full of ulcers. He could bite the sores even by using the sentences of Mr. Lu Xun, and he burst into tears from the pain, making him look like a danmei novel Like a weakling.

Thinking that there were less than two hours before the emperor came to the prime minister's mansion, He Lanzhi didn't dare to lie on the bed to hurt the spring and autumn, so he had to stand up and understand the current situation he was in.

First of all, it can be understood that he has now transmigrated to become a prime minister with one person under one person and above ten thousand people. With such a layer of identity covering him, it is not a problem to live smoothly in ancient times.

During these two hours, there was only one thing he had to do, which was to get to know the original Prime Minister as much as possible, and then imitate the original body to meet the Holy One.

As for who the two handsome men and women who were basically naked were sleeping next to him before, it's not a big deal, as long as you deal with the emperor, you'll have plenty of time to figure it out in the future.

The smell of agarwood lingering in the room is emitted by the fine copper incense burner on the soft couch and low table. He Lanzhi walked slowly in the fragrant bedroom with his hands behind his hands, and his gaze around the room suddenly stopped at the inconspicuous on the windowsill.

Fragmented sunlight shines through the hollowed-out tallow window, illuminating the exquisitely decorated enamel incense burner on the window sill, and the intricate patterns of glaze are shining brightly in the sunlight.

Even a person like He Lanzhi who has no professional knowledge in appreciating handicrafts can understand that this incense burner is a top-notch collection in any dynasty.However, such a precious incense burner was neither used nor treasured, it was simply placed on the window sill to wait for the sun to eat ashes.

A violent thing!

He Lanzhi didn't know whether he should be lucky or lucky for the prime minister dressed as such a luxurious local tyrant.The rich and powerful Prime Minister, even if his mouth is full of ulcers, he can bear it!

He Lanzhi reached out to wipe off the dust on the enamel incense burner, but inadvertently noticed that there was a piece of solid wood by the window that was slightly dented, a subtle detail that would never attract anyone's attention unless he paid close attention to it.

Whether it is based on intuition or common sense, he can immediately understand the hidden mechanism here.The question is, what is the use of setting up agencies here?If he pushed that piece of wood, would he be shot into a sieve by a hidden arrow from somewhere?

He Lanzhi had a headache.

Traveling to such an ancient time where people are unfamiliar, he can't blatantly call people in to have a look, and then ask people stupidly, "What is the purpose of setting up this institution?"

Who would know the mechanism hidden in the prime minister's bedroom except the prime minister himself!

He Lanzhi just wanted to slap himself. Ni Ma didn't know what dynasty he was in now, and he didn't even know what the prime minister's surname was.

Isn't it just a hidden mechanism, just touch it, maybe you can wear it back if you are shot to death.Go back and brag and say that you have unlocked the "Shoot ♂ to time travel" achievement.

While comforting himself, He Lanzhi boldly poked the depression carefully.

After hearing the light sound of the mechanism starting, he quickly squatted down with his head in his arms, and shrunk himself into a ball under the window, exposing only one eye to quietly observe if there was any abnormality nearby.

After confirming that no arrows were shot from behind and no poison was sprayed, He Lanzhi released the crisis head-holding mode, straightened his body and looked at the organ that he had pushed into before.

I saw a simple and unpretentious wooden hidden compartment popping up under the mechanism, which seemed very out of place compared with the splendor and luxury of the entire room.There was also a booklet with a dark blue book cover lying quietly inside.

There are two big characters on the letter: diary.