In the past few days, the capital has been turbulent and the court is in turmoil. Sima Jinlin is overwhelmed like a storm, and the culprit who caused the storm is leisurely and leisurely living in the magnificent regent's mansion. Good, Han Zhiyuan was clearly enjoying himself.
Han Zhiyuan was extremely comfortable, taking a nap, reading books on villains, drinking tea, playing chess, and appropriately participating in ancient entertainment projects, such as horseback riding and archery.
Until the little emperor finally couldn't hold back and came to the regent's mansion, Han Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing, and he couldn't hide the winning smile in his eyes. Han Zhiyuan said that he had been waiting for a long time.
Sima Jinlin's heart is full of unwillingness, but now the court is almost paralyzed, the government affairs are piled up like a mountain, and the followers of the regent are forcing him to kill the impeached regents every day. A loyal minister, Sima Jinlin was really forced to be annoying.
This chaos was clearly caused by the Prince Regent, and now, except for the Prince Regent, no one can calm the storm. Therefore, Sima Jinlin hesitated again and again and finally gathered up the courage to come to the Prince Regent's Mansion.
However, as long as he thinks of the purpose of his coming here tonight, Sima Jinlin feels uncomfortable and uncomfortable everywhere. You say, in the past, how can there be such a sad emperor? It's a shame to have to rely on beauty to protect the country! Shame, but... he had no choice. Sima Jinlin's heart was complicated, especially since it was getting dark here, why did the Prince Regent go to the bedroom? Shouldn't it be in the study room? Sima Jinlin felt uneasy for no reason.
Sima Jinlin was inexplicably beating a drum in his heart, the bang bang kept ringing, and his feet seemed to have taken root and could not be pulled out. go out. However, because his words and deeds really humiliated the dignity of an emperor or even a man, Sima Jinlin rejected everyone and went to the regent's bedroom alone.
The door was open, and through the windows in the hallway, you could even see the flickering lights inside. Sima Jinlin was anxious and thought about how to open his mouth when we met later, such as how to not lose sight of it. How can a dignified apology lead the topic to the point without a trace.
Of course, all the mental preparations, all the seamless plans, came to an abrupt end the moment Sima Jinlin stepped over the threshold and turned into a bubble in minutes. Almost in an instant, Sima Jinlin's heart pounded Back off.
Sima Jinlin stared stunned at the jujube-red oversized bathtub in the center of the spacious and luxurious house. Indeed, it was the half of his back exposed in the bathtub.
I saw that his slightly dark back was broad and powerful, and his outstretched arms were casually placed on the edge of the bathtub, which made the lines on his arms and back more clear and distinct, and the few obvious scars on his back were even more obvious. With his great achievements on the battlefield, in short, the person in the barrel exudes a strong masculine atmosphere, full of male strength and inexplicable aggression.
The few strands of hair clinging to his back were dark and wet, adding a bit of a masculine temptation for no reason, but Sima Jinlin's heart was beating like thunder for a moment, and the only thought in his heart was to turn around and leave. run.
This is a man-eating wolf!
Of course, just when he was about to lift the foot that had stepped in, Sima Jinlin suddenly stopped. There was no other reason, not to mention being so close, even within ten meters, what kind of noise could be hidden? The ears of the regent of high martial arts
"Come here!" Han Zhiyuan slightly raised the corners of his lips from the angle that the little emperor could not see, his voice was hoarse in a lazy voice, and a condescending and unstoppable beak was revealed in his deep voice.
Sima Jinlin trembled all over, and was almost frightened by the sudden sound to make him fall on his back on the threshold of his bedroom. He looked at the back with some stiffness, but saw Han Zhiyuan's hands spread out on the side of the bucket, and his head was slightly raised. Leaning against the edge of the wooden barrel, extremely lazy.
Sima Jinlin opened his mouth, and finally swallowed the phrase "Uncle Emperor" that came to his mouth. In fact, at this moment, Sima Jinlin was a little overwhelmed and didn't know how to deal with it. Any situation he had imagined in advance was different.
"What?" Han Zhiyuan raised his head and closed his eyes. The water temperature was just right so that he was so lazy that he didn't want to open his eyes. He sighed in his heart that the ancients enjoyed it, but he deliberately lowered his voice and took a playful tone. ,"I'm sorry?"
Sima Jinlin froze again, and his face was speechless to the point of ashen, what did the regent's tone mean? Did he know that he was coming and waited for him on purpose? Very good, to have already spoken to himself in such a tone, this is because he was expected to fall into his trap.
Sima Jinlin was angry and angry, but he was in a dilemma now, and the arrow had to be fired. He didn't want the regent in the tub to suddenly get up impatiently and carry him over... So Sima Jinlin stiffened and moved towards the tub a little bit. past.
The closer he got, the stronger his heart beat. He just felt that he really couldn't look directly at the Prince Regent at this moment. However, the next moment, Sima Jinlin's heart suddenly relaxed, because he found that the Prince Regent had a towel on his upturned face.
While Sima Jinlin was breathing a sigh of relief, Han Zhiyuan suddenly said impatiently, "Little Mo, what are you dawdling for? Why don't you rub your back?"
Sima Jinlin was startled again, and at the same time was inexplicably overjoyed, Little Mo? Isn't it the little servant next to him who is so spoiled by him? Sima Jinlin swallowed his saliva without a trace. It turned out that he regarded himself as that little servant, no wonder.
While Sima Jinlin breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly stared at the unsuspecting Prince Regent's back, and a hundred ideas of killing him suddenly appeared in his heart, such as cutting him down while he wasn't paying attention. Poke his heart, or slash his dog's head directly with a sword.
But the next second I saw the man in the bucket with his eyes closed and accurately throwing a towel over for him, Sima Jinlin shuddered and immediately withered away, and even a thousand ways disappeared in an instant.
"Come on." Han Zhiyuan held back a smile in his heart and completely relaxed his body lazily. He believed that the little emperor at this time might be thinking about how to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill him, but Han Zhiyuan believed that he would not dare , Because the little emperor has always been a rational person, he is smarter than anyone else, he must guess the odds of attacking now, especially the serious consequences after the attack.
Sima Jinlin's hand holding the towel froze and stiffened. Han Zhiyuan treated him as a dignified emperor for the wrong bath. The key is that he can't get out now, and he can't speak at all. So Sima Jinlin simply gritted his teeth and rubbed it on someone's scar.
A royal child who was born in a golden nest and was served by a group of people since he was a child, and now he is the supreme ruler of a country in the world. Do you still count on him to serve others when you are delicate and expensive? So, Han Zhiyuan frowned in almost no time.
"Why are you clumsy?" Han Zhiyuan suddenly moved his body, and a strong masculine breath filled Sima Jinlin's nose in an instant. The little emperor's eyes involuntarily searched for his strong muscles. This was a man's body that was completely different from his fair and delicate body, which he could only hope for and out of reach.
Only, you are clumsy! Don't talk about others when you are so old, it's me, I haven't washed it myself. It's a great honor for you to be clumsy without being grateful to Dade? The little emperor, who was used to pretending since childhood, said that he was accustomed to slandering, so he had all kinds of slanders in his heart, and the movements of his hands involuntarily increased a bit, and then one couldn't control it. It rubbed onto Han Zhiyuan's shoulder that was injured not long ago.
With a "hs~", Han Zhiyuan sat up abruptly, and at the same time grabbed the towel off his face and turned his head, "Little Mo!"
However, in the next second, Han Zhiyuan was stunned, and blurted out in disbelief, "Your Majesty?" Han Zhiyuan's eyes widened, how shocked he must be.
Sima Jinlin froze and didn't move, his hands even kept in the position of rubbing Han Zhiyuan, and his sleeves were rolled up randomly by him, revealing his thin and white wrists.
"Uncle Huang~" The little emperor squeezed out a very embarrassed smile, and then completely froze.
Han Zhiyuan had a look of shock on his face, but he only found it funny in his heart. I saw that the little emperor was not wearing a dragon robe, but a light yellow brocade robe that was elegant but not noble. The jade pendant around his waist was delicate and clear, and he did not wear any clothes. Her face was as white and clean as ever, and, I don't know if it was Han Zhiyuan's illusion, she always felt that the little emperor tonight was specially dressed, whether it was clothes or hair accessories, so he was... holding something. came from your mind
Han Zhiyuan looked at it without a trace, and then he seemed to think of something. Han Zhiyuan suddenly stood up from the wooden barrel as if he was going to salute the emperor. Anyway, the embarrassed little emperor suddenly saw the person in the barrel suddenly stand up. , and then only heard a squeak, and before he could react, he was splashed all over his body, and what was even more tragic was that the little emperor, who was looking up at the conditioned reflex, happened to meet the behemoth in the center of Shang Han Zhiyuan's tall body with half of the bathtub exposed. .
All in all, in an instant, the little emperor's cheeks blushed, red to the root of his neck. Exciting scene!
Almost without thinking, the little emperor took two steps back before he could barely stabilize, while Han Zhiyuan, the shameless exhibitionist, sat back without changing his face, looking embarrassed and annoyed, "Your Majesty forgive me. , it seems that I can't salute the emperor anymore." He even looked at his naked body as an explanation.
Sima Jinlin almost rushed up to tear his heart. He tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and at the same time reminded him over and over the purpose of tonight's visit, so he held back his anger and smiled at this shameless bastard, "Uncle, why do you want to meet me? Woolen cloth?"
Han Zhiyuan couldn't wait to give him a thumbs up for his patience, but he had an alienated tone on his face, serious and serious, as if the heart that was hurt that day had not healed, "The ruler is the ruler, the minister is the minister, and the etiquette cannot be abandoned. , but, the emperor's clothes..." Han Zhiyuan stared at the little emperor's wet robes with apologetic eyes.
Sima Jinlin slapped again without leaving a trace. You now know that the monarch is a monarch and a minister, but which thing did you do that followed this
The little emperor tried his best to suppress the boundless anger in his heart, "It's all right, it's all my fault for coming here rashly. I wanted to surprise the uncle, but I didn't expect to scare the uncle..."
Han Zhiyuan almost sneered, but he was pleasantly surprised, the little emperor would find himself to go down the stairs, but Han Zhiyuan frowned, suddenly, Han Zhiyuan looked at the little emperor, "Why don't the emperor just come in and meet his ministers? Shall we wash together?"
"What?" Sima Jinlin couldn't believe his ears. How could this person be so stern and shameless