Your Majesty, You Can't

"I think...it's beautiful."

Zhao Yin stared at He Lanzhi's ink eyes, and said slowly.

At the moment of speaking, Zhao Yin couldn't tell whether he was praising the scene in front of him or the person in front of him.

Maybe it's a little bit of both.

More likely in favor of the latter.

After blurting out these words, Zhao Yin's heartbeat couldn't help beating fast.He never knew that his heart rate would reach such a high frequency, and he never knew that it would be such a strange feeling to be touched by a person's every frown and smile.

But Zhao Yin quickly realized that this kind of inexplicable palpitation should not be what he would feel.

He is well aware of how much he hates the habit of breaking sleeves, and it is absolutely impossible for him to have feelings for He Lanzhi.

What's more, this He Lanzhi is still a courtier that Zhao Yin hates.

Although Zhao Yin's impression of He Lanzhi had improved slightly in recent months, Prime Minister He Lan, as a huge threat to the throne, still couldn't make the young emperor let go of his guard.

How can such a person who is too late for him to execute him make his heart move?

Perhaps it was because he was dizzy from the recent heavy affairs that he felt this strange throbbing towards the person in front of him.

Zhao Yin closed his eyes and rubbed the center of his brows, shook off the thoughts about He Lanzhi that he shouldn't have in his mind, and forced himself to calm down.

"Your Majesty is tired?"

He Lanzhi's warm voice with a little worry came, and inadvertently stirred Zhao Yin's heartstrings that had been calmed down with great difficulty, making his mood even more chaotic.

"I'm really tired." Zhao Yin took a deep breath, "Go back to the palace."

He Lanzhi also saw the tired look on Zhao Yin's face, so he didn't say any more nonsense.After all, after dealing with so many state affairs and playing wildly all night, as a child, Zhao Yin's physical strength has already reached its limit.

"Can Your Majesty allow this minister to overstep the rules and let this minister carry you back to the carriage?"

He Lanzhi also proposed this out of consideration, but what he didn't want to answer was the four words of the little emperor who was furious:

"I! No! Allow! Allow!"

He Lanzhi was dumbfounded for a moment, and he didn't know which point he poked to make the little emperor suddenly explode... It stands to reason that he didn't provoke Xiao Zhengtai at all... A few minutes ago, he watched the fireworks and laughed a lot I was happy, but now I turned my face inexplicably...

It's really tiring to be with a king like a tiger. It's really tiring to follow such a little emperor with an unpredictable personality.

"Ziyu, Xi, Tuan, Team, Du, Jia. I know how to go, so I don't need my father to hug me!" The little emperor glared at him angrily, but couldn't help but blush when he met He Lanzhi's dark eyes. I had no choice but to look away in embarrassment, and muttered in a low voice, "I'm already in my teens, and I'm walking down the street with Xiangfu in my arms, how decent!"

When He Lanzhi heard this, he had no choice but to nod in response, "Okay, your majesty will go on his own."

Zhao Yin glanced at He Lan angrily, shook his sleeves and strode away along the steps of the high platform, letting He Lan, who was left behind by him, trot all the way to catch up with him.

Of course, Zhao Yin didn't do it too unfeelingly.After He Lanzhi and he got into the carriage, he still ordered the eunuch to let the coachman take He Lanzhi back to the mansion first, and then go back to the palace in the opposite direction.

Hearing Zhao Yin's order, He Lanzhi waved his hands and refused, "Why are you so embarrassed? Naturally, it's important to send His Majesty back to the palace first."

"It's just a little effort. Father Xiang doesn't have to feel sorry. Besides, father Xiang accompanied me to the temple fair for a long time. I think you are tired too, so you don't need to give me a ride before rushing back to Xiangfu."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Wei Chen."

Since the little emperor's idea of ​​giving him a ride was very firm, He Lanzhi didn't refute him, and followed Zhao Yin's thoughts.

When the chariot slowly stopped in front of and behind the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, He Lanzhi said goodbye to the little emperor and got off the carriage. Unexpectedly, besides the guard on duty, there was also a man dressed in silver moonlight shining from the sky outside the gate. Suno.

He Lanzhi's eyes widened, "Why are you here?"

"The subordinates are waiting for your lord," Su Nuo smiled slightly, "Welcome back, Lord Helan."

"Tsk." Zhao Yin, who was sitting in the carriage and lifted the curtain to see this scene, couldn't help but click his tongue, "It's disgusting."

He Lanzhi also frowned and reprimanded Su Nuo softly, then urged Su Nuo to go back to the mansion together with him, to warm up the stove to get rid of the chill that had gathered all night.

It wasn't until He Lanzhi's figure gradually disappeared from sight that Zhao Yin put down the curtain and said, "Go back to the palace."