Han Zhiyuan watched the little emperor's eyes widen uncontrollably because of his answer, but soon, the little emperor's eyes became blurred. Although he tried his best to keep his eyes wide open, he quickly lost his helmet. Abandoning the armor, his eyes were so distracted that he couldn't even see Han Zhiyuan in front of him. The face is also flushed, making people want to take a bite, extraordinarily rosy.
Soon, Han Zhiyuan saw the little emperor staggeringly leaning on the table and stood up, "Oh~ I'm dizzy, little Dezi, little Dezi! I want to take a bath!" The little emperor called out to Xiaodezi unconsciously, but However, Han Zhiyuan clearly felt that even the drunk little emperor, at this moment his voice was not as soft as usual from his bones, but inexplicably revealed the indisputableness of some superiors.
Han Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows without a trace, staring into the eyes of the little emperor, his interest grew stronger.
He was able to keep his head clear after drinking so much alcohol just now, and he was pretending to be drunk in front of him and drugging himself, and he was well organized. I didn't find it at all. It can be seen that the little emperor's palace is deep and his acting skills are top-notch.
However, after this one bite, the armor is discarded. It can be seen that the good things that the little emperor has prepared for him are indeed extraordinary, but the real little emperor seems to be more interesting, right
Of course, Han Zhiyuan knew all too well that even if he drank this cup of mixed wine, and even became unconscious, the little emperor would not take this opportunity to kill him. He didn't dare to get it. You must know that the current regent can't move at all, and if he moves, it will affect everything, not to mention the entire big line, that is, the whole world will be affected. Therefore, Han Zhiyuan guessed that the little emperor just wanted to get some kind of affirmation or test from himself in this way, such as whether he was conspiratorial or not.
It's just that the little emperor didn't even count that he drank the wine he had prepared. Although he had no choice in such a situation, because he couldn't guess Han Zhiyuan's purpose, let alone whether Han Zhiyuan noticed anything, and now his forces could not confront Han Zhiyuan head-on, so it was a tragedy for the little emperor.
Han Zhiyuan only saw the little emperor's face was calm, frowning slightly, and he seemed very uncomfortable. Although the handsome face was full of red after being drunk, it gave people a different kind of beauty for no reason. If the little emperor before he was drunk It's cute and soft, and the drunk little emperor is a little more cold and handsome, and he looks more mature. Well, in short, it has a different flavor.
"Come on, I want to take a bath!" The little emperor called out again, as if in extreme pain, and involuntarily stretched out his hands to his collar, completely ignoring Han Zhiyuan's eyes full of interest, only feeling the dizzy heat no.
At that moment, Han Zhiyuan's face was filled with an irrepressible smile, and the few people hiding in the room were instantly messy. The emperor arranged for them to protect the emperor in secret, in case there is any danger in the middle that can restrain the regent, such as the regent intending to do something wrong to the emperor or kill the emperor in a drunken state, but now, the emperor has been recruited, and the regent Wang is in good shape, so what should they do now
"It's so hot~ I'm dizzy, Xiao Dezi is dizzy, give me a rub~" The little emperor unconsciously grabbed the collar of his own, tearing it to no purpose at all. In two steps, he stumbled forward and fell forward. To be precise, he tripped over his own clothes.
Han Zhiyuan held back his smile and quickly grabbed it with his eyes, "Is the emperor drunk?" Han Zhiyuan stared at the drunken-eyed little emperor with a half-smile, his breath sprayed on the little emperor's flushed handsome face.
"Xiao Dezi?" The little emperor lay on Han Zhiyuan's body softly, tilted his head and looked up at Han Zhiyuan, his eyes full of doubts, "Wu~ Xiaodezi, are you so tall?" As a result, his legs were weak and his entire body lacked strength, so the little emperor hung on Han Zhiyuan's body.
"It's not Xiaodezi," Han Zhiyuan put his arms around his thin waist without a trace, and leaned into his ear with a smile, "It's your uncle."
"Uncle?" The little emperor frowned, his face seemed extremely dissatisfied, and there was some resentment, "Nonsense! How can I have an uncle! My uncle is already dead!"
Han Zhiyuan laughed completely, this time he couldn't be pretending. And some people in the house almost fell down, wishing to turn into a transparent object to cover the emperor's nonsense mouth.
"It's not your uncle, who is that?" Han Zhiyuan asked with great interest.
"Yeah~" The little emperor frowned slightly and looked serious. He scratched his head on Han Zhiyuan's chest and just raised his head slightly to touch Han Zhiyuan's chin. Fortunately, his whole body was hanging around Han Zhiyuan's neck, so Even if he raised his head, he didn't fall off, "It's just a daring big broken sleeve!" In modern words, you are a big pervert.
The little emperor seemed to be indignant, but Han Zhiyuan couldn't help but let out a sneer, while some people in the house were completely desperate and had no love for life.
"I'm very hot~" The little emperor put one hand on Han Zhiyuan's neck, and the other hand unconsciously tugged at his clothes again. He felt dizzy and didn't know what he was doing. Han Zhiyuan let him toss, he is a drunk, understandable.
However, the little emperor was originally lean and slender, but he did not expect to take off his clothes, but he was more powerful than expected. Not only did he have the childishness of a boy, but also the strength and beauty that a man should have. Practice less secretly, such as hiding under the quilt at night.
Seeing that the little emperor was about to tear off his tunic and expose it to the eyes of others, Han Zhiyuan hurriedly clasped the little emperor's hand as he continued to take off his clothes, and his back turned cold, with a strong slaughter aura accompanied by cold eyes. Suddenly released in a certain direction in the room, "Don't give me the king!"
A few people were shocked in secret. Obviously, Han Zhiyuan's words were for them. After two seconds of weighing, in the blink of an eye, only Han Zhiyuan and the little emperor were left in the room. Han Zhiyuan calmed down and went out just now. The little eunuchs who were preparing the hot water bowed and walked in, Yuan, it turned out that the hot water was ready.
"Wow, let go, I'm very hot." The little emperor shook off Han Zhiyuan's hand in exasperation, but he couldn't shake it, "I'm not feeling well, I want to take a bath."
Han Zhiyuan hugged the little emperor's waist tightly with one hand, and fixed the little emperor's erratic hand with the other, and then asked in a very gentle voice, "Why is the emperor uncomfortable?"
To tell the truth, Han Zhiyuan is now feeling hot and dry due to this little emperor's unconscious actions, but this little guy is still unconscious, so drunk that he doesn't know the south, east, north and west at all. Terrible.
In addition, Han Zhiyuan took off his soiled robe just now, so now he himself is wearing a close-fitting underwear. The little emperor's unconscious actions will kill Han Zhiyuan. to make mistakes.
However, do you expect any self-consciousness from a drunkard
The little emperor pulled on Han Zhiyuan's shoulder, "I feel uncomfortable all over, little Dezi, serve me and take a bath, come and help me take it off, hurry up~" The little emperor took Han Zhiyuan's big hand and pulled his clothes.
But a drunk, a drunken drunk, who can't stand still, what do you expect him to do? So the action didn't seem like asking someone to take off his clothes, but rather like pulling Han Zhiyuan to do other things that are not suitable for children.
A few eunuchs who served the little emperor personally saw this scene and really wanted to poke their eyes, otherwise they would not be able to live to see the sun tomorrow.
"Really let the minister take off the emperor?" Han Zhiyuan's eyes became dark, and his body's reaction became stronger and stronger, "Let the minister wash the emperor?"
"Presumptuous!" The little emperor raised his handsome eyebrows and glared at Han Zhiyuan angrily, "If you want to wash, you can wash, and serve me to bathe, hurry up!"
"Your Majesty is sure?" Han Zhiyuan hesitated, or he could just eat it. Anyway, no one can compete with the high power of the current regent. Don't they all say that love is made? So eat first and then slowly develop feelings? Of course, Tang Yifeng, who was decisive in the previous world, flashed in Han Zhiyuan's mind, especially, the child in front of him... is a minor, it's a sin.
"Xiao Dezi, you are so long-winded," the little emperor became more and more impatient, and then took Han Zhiyuan's hand and stretched it out to him again, and then the drunken little emperor's mind was a mess at this time, where is it? Knowing that the person standing in front of him was the one he was holding in his hand, the one he was so afraid of, and the regent who was holding him down, "I'll see how I punish you!"
Han Zhiyuan thought enthusiastically about the little emperor's reaction after waking up, what kind of expression his handsome face would look like, and thinking it must be very interesting, so Han Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing again.
So the little emperor held on to his arch-enemy so stubbornly, and insisted that he be undressed and bathed by a big broken sleeve that he thought about killing him every day. Well, he would not let go.
Han Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing and laughing. Facing such a cute little emperor, Han Zhiyuan couldn't hide the kind of smile in his heart. I'm afraid even the great devil would not think that his remnant soul would have such a personality. It just doesn't fit. The character of the Great Demon King, so Han Zhiyuan even began to expect that the Demon King would look directly at himself after he got his memory
Afterwards, Han Zhiyuan simply bent down under the trembling eyes of the little eunuchs and directly picked up the little emperor and walked to the bathroom.
"Woooo~" The little emperor's consciousness was suddenly transferred back to the cage, and then he began to struggle, "Presumptuous! Let me down!" The person in his arms struggled and twisted extremely restlessly, even if he was confused, he would not forget it. the dignity of his own emperor.
Of course, Han Zhiyuan was unmoved. In other words, Han Zhiyuan was already trying his best to endure it. His voice was terribly low, "Your Majesty, be quiet."
"Bold Han Zhongxin! Still don't let me go?" The little emperor suddenly seemed to recognize Han Zhiyuan, and all of a sudden he struggled and twisted even more, but no matter how hard he struggled, Han Zhiyuan remained steady, even the more he hugged him. tighter.
"The emperor can call the minister Han Zhiyuan." Han Zhiyuan glanced dryly at the very restless little emperor in his arms, especially when he was writhing around, his shirt was completely open and facing Han Zhiyuan, visually The impact of his body and the touch of his body directly made Han Zhiyuan's lower abdomen tighten again and again, and the heat surged up and rolled.
"Han Zhiyuan?" The little emperor suddenly looked up at Han Zhiyuan in confusion, and then suddenly realized that the word regent is Zhiyuan, "Uncle Huang?"
"Well," Han Zhiyuan endured the surging heat, put the little emperor down, and then directly took off his undershirt, ignoring the few little eunuchs behind him who were about to faint with fright, Han Zhiyuan lifted the person directly with a little force. He got up and put it in the emperor's oversized bathtub, and then, under the terrified eyes of several people, directly lifted a bucket of cold water on the side and poured it on the top of the little emperor's head.
"Woo~" Sima Jinlin shuddered under the stimulation of the cold water, and his consciousness returned to the cage. The next moment he opened his eyes and saw the enlarged face of Han Zhiyuan who was close at hand. Moreover, Han Zhiyuan's hand was reaching out to him, and Sima Jinlin immediately Surprised, the conditioned reflex folded his arms and squatted in the bathtub, while blurting out, "Bold! What do you want to do to me, Han Zhongxin!"
"Pfft~" Han Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing, then shrugged, "I didn't do anything."
"You... how are you... Uncle?" The confused and frightened little emperor remembered after a while that he seemed to have lost his temper, and his remaining rationality strongly reminded him that now is not the time to tear his face with the regent. So he quickly remedied, "Uncle Huang, what is Huang Shu doing?"
"Take a bath for the emperor," Han Zhiyuan smiled, and was about to take off his clothes.
Sima Jinlin was agitated again. The intense tension and alcohol anesthesia were intertwined, so he had to keep his eyes wide open to stay awake, but Han Zhiyuan's actions still frightened him, "Uncle Huang... Uncle Huang took off his clothes. doing what?"
Han Zhiyuan smiled, "The bucket is so big, it is more convenient for the ministers to enter, otherwise there are places where the emperor cannot reach." Han Zhiyuan said, his eyes deliberately looked at the place where the little emperor shrank in the water.
"No," Sima Jinlin immediately shook his head, "I don't need to wash it with Uncle, I wash it myself."
"Why are the emperor and ministers polite?" Han Zhiyuan frowned in disapproval.
Really, there was not a trace of evil thoughts on Han Zhiyuan's face, and he forcibly suppressed the urge to spurt just now. , Han Zhiyuan was absolutely serious, but Sima Jinlin only felt that such Han Zhiyuan was extremely dangerous, and his body shrank involuntarily.
"No, Uncle Huang, I really want to wash myself," the little emperor looked at Han Zhiyuan defensively, and called out, "Xiao Dezi, Xiaodezi!" However, at this time, Xiaodezi didn't dare to come in at all. , because a black-clothed cold and handsome man stood in front of him expressionlessly, although he didn't say a word or act, but his legs were weak with fright.
"Didn't the emperor say that just now?" Han Zhiyuan persisted.
"Uncle, I really want to wash myself." The little emperor was so anxious that he almost cried.