Your Majesty, You Can't

When He Lanzhi woke up from the bed in a daze, the silvery moon had already set on the tip of the tree, the night was as clear and as cool as water, the surroundings were peaceful, not even a cicada was heard.

When did I lie down on the bed?

The memory before going to bed is so fuzzy.

He Lanzhi rubbed his swollen temples, propped his elbows up from the bed, and at some point, the towel that was put on his forehead fell onto the silk brocade quilt unpreparedly due to his movements, pattering Made a muffled sound.

"Oh, yes..." He Lanzhi stared blankly at the towel and muttered, "I seem to have a fever..."

Out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see something lying on the edge of the bed, but in a state of daze, he seemed unable to move his eyes away for the time being.

I always feel that my brain is a little burnt and dull.

He Lanzhi tapped his head to try to wake himself up, and finally he focused his eyes that had been distracted for a long time.

Then He Lanzhi finally saw clearly what was lying beside the bed.

He is a handsome man with picturesque features.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that such a look is astonishing, after all, he has never seen a man who is so good-looking.

Although He Lanzhi's skin and bones are also handsome, but his temperament seems to be more eye-catching than his appearance.Just like the original prime minister who was indifferent and gloomy, his demeanor gradually became elegant and noble after time travel. Most people pay more attention to the aura around him, rather than being dazzled by that face.

But the appearance of the person in front of him is so youthful that it cannot be ignored.

The other party was a beautiful man with the demeanor of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, with a soft and handsome face and a magnificent figure, but He Lanzhi could tell that this man was slender from his broad shoulders lightly lying on the brocade quilt.A head of satin-like ink hair is draped over his shoulders, and his resting appearance is like a light and thick ink painting.

Then the question comes-

Who is this guy?

He Lanzhi looked at the beautiful boy in a daze, he really didn't know why he had a low fever, and there would be an extra man beside the bed for no reason.

Who will tell him what happened! ?

While looking at the man's face and thinking, He Lanzhi suddenly felt a faint throbbing in the strings in his brain, as if reminding the man in front of him that his fever was closely related.

Wait a minute, he seems to really remember a little bit.

When he wrote the draft and lost consciousness earlier, in his vague memory, it seemed that someone caught his fainted body.

If I didn't guess wrong, it should be the handsome man beside me.

So... who the hell is this guy?Why have I never seen this person in the prime minister's mansion?

He Lan stared at the beautiful man in front of him with a troubled face for a long time. When he was hesitating whether to wake him up to ask questions, the beautiful man whispered softly in his sleep, and his long eyelashes fluttered slightly like a butterfly flapping its wings. , and then slowly woke up under He Lanzhi's gaze.

"Azhi?" The beautiful man rubbed his sleepy eyes, his words were full of tenderness, "Why are you up?"

He Lanzhi was confused and didn't know how to answer the other party's words.

Is Prime Minister Yuan familiar with this handsome man?Why does this beautiful man call him by his name so affectionately?By the way, who is this handsome man who is the only handsome man who has the courage to call his name directly since Helan's time travel?

Seeing He Lanzhi's perplexed expression, the beautiful man woke up from his half-dream in an instant, and immediately stepped back for a walk and bowed his head respectfully: "The villain went beyond the rules and called the lord by his name, please forgive me."

"No, no, no," He Lanzhi waved his hand, and then couldn't help asking what he had been wanting to ask before, "Who are you?"

The beautiful man's pair of water-cut autumn pupils showed a slight look of surprise, and then he smiled wryly in relief, "It's only natural that you don't remember the villain."

Seeing the other party showing such a forced smile, He Lanzhi felt a sense of guilt in his heart.Obviously, because he failed to inherit the memory of the original prime minister, the beautiful man in front of him mistakenly thought that he had been forgotten, so he was heartbroken.

"Sorry..." He Lanzhi pursed his dry lower lip and said softly.

Probably because of the fever, his voice was much lower and hoarse than before, and there was even a rustling sound in his throat, which made his throat itchy.

The other party never thought that He Lanzhi, who was as honorable as the prime minister, would apologize to him because of his words, his brows and eyes were filled with astonishment, and then he came back to his senses and shook his head and said, "No, no, how can you blame your lord? How can He De impress an adult with such a lowly role as a human being?"

He Lanzhi just wanted to deny it out loud, but unexpectedly the itching in his throat got worse, so he had to swallow his words and coughed first.

Hearing He Lanzhi's cough as if he was going to cough up his heart, liver, spleen and lungs, the man's heart was seized, and he hurriedly gave He Lanzhi his back.

"Master Helan, lie down first."

He Lanzhi coughed so hard that he couldn't speak, he could only shake his head to show that he was fine.

The handsome man looked at He Lanzhi's face in embarrassment, said softly, "The villain is overstepping the rules", and then stepped forward to support He Lanzhi's head with his hand, and put He Lanzhi down very gently.

"Please ask the villain to take your temperature."

After all, Fang Fang stretched out his slender and white hands like catkins, and gently pressed his warm fingers on He Lan's forehead. He Lanzhi could even smell the fragrance of peach blossoms from the other party's sleeves.

It was the first time he saw such beautiful hands of a man.

"My lord is still a bit hot, I will change a towel for you, please rest well."

Under such considerate care from the other party, He Lanzhi also felt sleepy for a while, so he didn't shirk anything, and responded obediently wrapped in a brocade quilt.

The handsome man smiled slightly, his brows and eyes were full of tenderness, he tucked the quilt for He Lanzhi, and backed away holding the towel.

And just when He Lanzhi fell asleep alone, the uninvited visitor silently paced to his bedside, silently looking at his sleeping face.

Like the scene a year ago.