Your Majesty, You Can't

In the early morning of late spring in March, the dense fog was dispelled by the first ray of sunlight in the morning.The pale golden slanting sun shot into the carved window lattice of the palace, and sprinkled on the young emperor's face through the gauze curtain.The dawn outlines his tall and handsome facial features, and at the same time leaves behind thousands of shadows that make people daydream.

As if feeling the glare of the sun, Zhao Yin's closed eyelids moved slightly, raised his hand to cover the light that made him feel uncomfortable, and then slowly opened his eyes.

The scenes in the dream came like a tide.

He Lanzhi's red and thin lips, He Lanzhi's slender waist, He Lanzhi's snow-white skin... and his tight, warm acupoints.

It's all too real.

Zhao Yin suddenly sat up from the bed, looked sideways at the pillow.The dragon bed was as empty as before, and there was no sign that someone had ever slept beside him.

For some reason, Zhao Yin looked at the empty side of the bed, and suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his heart.

Zhao Yin couldn't ignore this strange feeling in his heart, so he could only press the position where his heart was with one hand, hoping that he could recover as soon as possible, and lifted the brocade quilt with the other hand, and looked at the inner thighs that made him feel sticky and wet after waking up What has become of it.

It was not much different from what I expected, the center of the obscene trousers was wet, and the bright yellow silk and satin was dyed black gold by the thick liquid, with some milky white traces indistinct.

Judging from the knowledge he had read in the miscellaneous books before, he was undoubtedly a nocturnal emission.

Judging from his current age of 14, the first nocturnal emission is not a strange thing, Zhao Yin was naturally prepared in his heart.However, he never expected that the object of his spring night dream would be He Lanzhi.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yin irritatedly pulled Mo Mo and called out: "Come here, I want to take a bath and change clothes."

The young eunuch waiting outside responded, and then walked into the bedroom holding the robes that the palace people had already prepared, "Your Majesty woke up really early today."

"I can't sleep anymore." Zhao Yin said hoarsely.

Mountain?and?彡?Xi "What kind of dream did your majesty have?" the little eunuch asked while putting on the dragon robe for Zhao Yin, and then knelt down. He tied the belt for the young emperor, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the obscene trousers stained with white turbid liquid. His expression immediately became excited, "My emperor has just grown up! Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Zhao Yin frowned and glanced at him, but the little eunuch didn't notice the young emperor's displeasure, and asked with great vigor, "When the emperor goes to take a bath next time, do you want two maids to serve together?"

As soon as the little eunuch uttered the word "serve", Zhao Yin felt He Lanzhi's seductive, panting, breathing sounded in his ears again.

Can't think any more.

Zhao Yin already felt that his lower body began to swell faintly, if he allowed himself to continue thinking about it, he would lose his composure unavoidably.

"No need." Zhao Yin replied coldly, "Shut up and change clothes for me, I didn't let you talk too much."

When the little eunuch heard Zhao Yin's bad tone, he had to obediently shut up and change into the robe for the young emperor, followed Zhao Yin to the adjacent hall, and served the emperor into the bathing pool to take a bath and change clothes.

After soaking in the hot spring for less than half an hour, Zhao Yin finally suppressed the lust in his heart.

Fortunately, today is the rest day for the officials, so the emperor doesn't need to go to court to listen to the government, otherwise Zhao Yin really wasn't sure that he would be able to calm down as usual after seeing He Lanzhi's face.

Burning incense, washing, bathing and changing clothes, after everything was over, Zhao Yin went to the imperial study in a normal suit, ready to correct the memorial.

As soon as the black dragon boots stepped over the threshold, before they fell off, a familiar man's voice sounded in the imperial study, "My minister is participating in your majesty, long live long live your majesty."