When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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When He Lanjun was marching and fighting, he had heard that the little emperor was absurd and stupid. He was addicted to the enjoyment of silk, bamboo and string music all day long, and gathered the best musicians and singers in the world.

Before entering the inner room, he had already planned to encounter a similar play scene.

But it was quiet inside.

It was so quiet that one could hear shallow breathing and the charcoal burning of the stove.

There is a faint aroma of aromatherapy floating in the air, sweet and a little stuffy.

He Lanjun couldn't help but lighten his steps.

He is a martial artist, and after hiding the sound of his footsteps, he quietly approached the most precious bed in the world.

Lying on the bed was the Emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, the son of heaven whom all the people worshiped every day at dawn, the cruel and useless little emperor who could make other people's heads fall with the movement of his mouth.

——now sleeping soundly in front of him without any warning, only separated by a seemingly invisible bed curtain.

The little emperor lay on his side on the bed.

Black hair scattered like ink on the smooth silk pillow mat, perhaps because the room was too stuffy, the soft gold silk blanket barely covered one corner of his thigh, the moon-white underclothes was messed up in sleep, and the collar Slightly open, revealing extremely white snow skin, with a hint of peach blossom-like pinkness.

He has excellent eyesight, even if he glances over it accidentally, he can still take the scenery inside the bed curtain into his eyes without forgetting it.

That skin is different from the skin of other men that He Lanjun has seen, it can be said to be whiter than the few women he has seen, as if he has never seen the sun, and it can melt like snow with a pinch.

There was a contemptuous smile on the corner of He Lanjun's mouth.

Pampered and pampered all day long, ignorant of the sufferings of the world, this good skin and flesh was raised by exhausting all the exquisite human and material resources in the palace.

The only good skin is barely useful.

At this moment, the person on the bed suddenly moved and turned towards He Lanjun's direction.

The latter dodges subconsciously and hides aside.

But the person on the bed seemed to only move while sleeping, and there was no follow-up, only the even undulating breathing remained.

He Lanjun froze for a moment.

He chose to dodge almost subconsciously, and he didn't even think about what he was doing now.

Going to the emperor's inner room without permission is in itself unruly and disrespectful.

His crime should be executed.

He Lanjun remembered the punishment he received in the hall, and suddenly didn't want to just leave, instead he took a step forward and walked to the side of the bed.

Since it was disrespectful to the imperial court, then he simply proved the crime——

He stretched out his hand to open the thin bed curtain.

The originally hazy scenery suddenly became clear, and He Lanjun's breathing stagnated.

The smell of aromatherapy in the air seemed to be even sweeter, as if there was an invisible hand hooking him and touching his heart.

Even the hand that raised the curtain forgot to take it back.

He once passed through a town on the way back to the court, and his subordinates suggested that he go to the Goulan courtyard to relax, and he agreed because of the hardship of the march.

The people under him drank and had fun, but he was the only one who sat unmoved in the pavilion by the river.

Even the dancer who was known as the most beautiful woman in the world, and was rumored to have spent a lot of money to win the beauty's smile, wearing a thin gauze dress and performing dances in front of him, he only felt extremely boring.

After sitting for less than a moment, he got up and left, and he had long since forgotten his appearance.

As for the scenery in front of him, He Lanjun found that he couldn't move his eyes away.

Even he himself didn't know why.

Although the person in front of him was only wearing underwear, compared to the gauze skirt he saw that day, he was considered normal.

I just felt that the sleeping little emperor had taken off his unsuitable dragon robe, and without that disgusting arrogance, he looked harmless and well-behaved.

Even this face is quite pleasing to the eye.

He even wanted to touch it to see if it was as soft as cotton as he imagined?

Thinking of this, he stretched out his finger.

The moment he was about to touch, there was the sound of approaching footsteps behind him.

A few seconds later, Liu Xi, who heard the news, opened the door and saw He Lanjun sitting outside, admiring the collection on the shelf calmly, while the little emperor inside seemed to be still sleeping.

"Your Majesty is sleepy. He always likes to sleep for an hour or two during the day. I am afraid that you will be bored waiting. I have ordered someone to cut some good tea to relieve your fatigue." Liu Xi said with a gesture of invitation, "My lord, you and come with me,"

"Ah."

Before He Lanjun walked out of the room, he looked back at the bed curtain. The people inside seemed to be completely unaware of what had happened, and were still sleeping peacefully.

"Master Helan?"

He Lanjun turned his head, glanced at Liu Xi, and said, "What is the smell in this room?"

Liu Xi's expression faltered, and he said: "The spices tribute from the Western Regions, the envoy said that they have the effect of calming the mind, and His Majesty quite likes them."

"Next time, don't use this kind of thing for His Majesty."

After He Lanjun finished speaking, he walked out of the room, Liu Xi took a deep look at the incense burner, and followed him out.

Qian Ling, who was ignorant of everything that happened, slept very contentedly. When he got enough sleep and rolled over, he heard the voice of system 663: [You have slept for a long time. 】

Only then did Qian Ling notice that the sky outside the window had darkened.

He slept through the night with a nap.

Qian Ling immediately sat up in fright, and the quilt on her body also fell off.

How did he sleep for so long?

When the servants came in to clean up Qian Ling, when he went out, he saw a figure, he glanced at it, his body was instantly nailed in place, and his mind went blank.

"Why are you here?"

"That's what I wanted to ask His Majesty. He summoned me, but he didn't show up for a long time." He Lanjun approached, with a sense of oppression in his figure, "I have been waiting for two full hours."

Qian Ling just woke up and was still a little dazed, so he let He Lanjun approach, the heat almost swept over his earlobe, causing a burst of itching.

He just watched Qian Ling's earlobe dyed a light pink, his cheeks were also pink, and the mist in his eyes was mixed with bewilderment and panic.

Even though this beautiful face had a harmless and guilty look, she still insisted: "You, won't you wake me up? Just wait so stupidly! How stupid."

"I'm afraid that His Majesty will punish me again for disrespect, twenty boards."

Qian Ling was speechless at his words, he really forgot about letting He Lanjun come, otherwise he would never have made people wait so long.

Instead of seeking forgiveness from others, this made things worse.

How to do?

Will he get angry and unite his ministers to get me off the throne?

When Qian Ling thought that she had only been the cheap emperor for a day, and had to leave before eating enough imperial food, she was still a little bit reluctant.

The barrage comforted him and said:

——Don't worry, wife, if he wants to mess with you, your position has already been replaced.

——Baby, have you ever thought of a way to give up the throne, how about being a queen?You don't need to go to the court to approve the memorial, and you can continue to live here.

——The minister seconded, I want to see the queen's outfit!

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When Qian Ling saw the word 'queen', Qian Ling's eyes seemed to be scalded, and her cheeks were slightly hot.

What are these people thinking?

Seeing that Qian Ling didn't speak for a long time, He Lanjun frowned slightly, "What is your majesty looking for me, the military is busy, if there is nothing important, I will leave first."

"Don't go."

Qian Ling pointed to the study room, "Go in and talk."

After closing the door, Qian Ling looked at He Lanjun and suddenly regretted it.

In the environment of two people, he actually felt more oppressed, even though the person in front of him was his courtier.

But the sense of crisis that could be manipulated by the other party at any time still made Qian Ling feel uncomfortable.

With the idea of ​​saying early to be born early, Qian Ling broke the jar and said: "The twenty sticks in the morning, are you okay?"

"Your Majesty came to me just to ask about this matter?" He Lanjun said: "Thanks to Your Majesty, I have rough skin and thick flesh. A little injury is not a big problem."

"That's good..." Qian Ling pondered for a while, then whispered: "I regret it after punishing you, but I can't go back on my word, the general won't blame me, right?"

When he was lying, he only dared to lower his head, staring at the pile of memorials piled up in front of him, his earlobes were completely red, and he didn't have the majesty and aura that a superior person should have at all.

How can such a person sit still?

If Qian Ling raised his eyes now, he would be shocked by the complicated emotions in the other party's eyes.

"Your Majesty is worrying too much. Is it the king's land in the whole world? Is it the king's subject on the shore of the land?" He Lanjun said: "If the king wants the minister to die, the minister will never say anything, let alone hold any resentment. How can you blame me?" ?”

Qian Ling breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "General He Lan is kind, so I can rest assured. If you are free some other day, I will invite General He Lan to have a good time."

After finally completing the task and sending the person away, Qian Ling was in a good mood and passed on dinner.

Compared with the dishes at noon, the dishes at night are a little dull.

But Sweetheart's style is still very rich, Qianling ate it all with tea, and was too tired to eat.

Qian Ling looked at the table of exquisite snacks and felt that it was a waste. He pondered for a while and thought of a solution.

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He Lanjun came out of the study and took the carriage back home.

"My lord, I have found out everything clearly," a man dressed as a dark guard raised the curtain of the car, and said respectfully, "After you leave, Prime Minister Jiang and a group of ministers in the palace tried their best to persuade the emperor to reuse talented people. One petition is to apologize to you."

"Understood, let's go down."

He Lanjun who was sitting in the carriage smiled faintly.

If he hadn't been forced to come, he probably wouldn't even want to see him, and would have talked and drunk.

What a liar.

He Lanjun said, "Go home."

The carriage stopped in front of the mansion just now, and He Lanjun got down.

The lieutenant-general on one side hurriedly said: "My lord, the little emperor didn't make things difficult for you again, did he?"

He Lanjun didn't speak, just walked in.

The deputy general thought that something had happened again, and scolded as he walked, "I knew that the dog emperor had bad intentions. He must be afraid that your achievements will overwhelm the master, so he deliberately made things difficult for you! It's too much!"

"He came to make peace with me."

The lieutenant paused for a while, obviously not responding, "What."

Then he saw He Lanjun sitting down.

At this time, several people walked in quickly from outside the mansion, the leader was the housekeeper in the mansion, and quickly saluted, "My lord, the palace has sent someone again."

"General He Lan, we meet again." The person beside Liu Xi held two food boxes, and the smile on his face deepened. "This is a snack that His Majesty ordered me to bring to you. I must hand it over to you personally." you."

The lieutenants on the side were stunned.

How come the relationship between the two has become so good after only a few hours in the palace?