Lin Qing was stunned and waved his hand to make everyone retreat. He walked to the collapsed side and sat down and looked at her with his hands on his head. The big purple robe hung down the bed and fell to the ground. She was thin, and he was looking at her with dark eyes, as if he wanted to take her into his heart.
Zhao Zimu glanced at the memorial on the table beside him, and he didn't know what it was like. Isn't this thing supposed to be in the study? But now it is scattered and placed high here, and the ink on the good gold-inlaid wolf hair brush is still fresh. It can be seen that he has been waiting for her while criticizing the memorial until now.
Lin Qing, as the chief eunuch of the Secretary of Lijian, has the right to review the memorials for the emperor. After all the memorials are presented, he will read them first, and then make comments according to the contents of the memorials. Whether or not it is allowed to put a big seal on it is enough.
Therefore, the memorials of those ministers will pass through his hands. It can be said that if you really want to stumble upon Lin Qing against Lin Qing, it is really too simple.
And now this powerful man is leaning on the collapsed quietly and waiting for Zhao Zimu, his long black hair is simply standing upright with a jade crown, as if his face depicted in black and white ink is still a little bit. Sven gas, can't see his ruthlessness at all.
Zhao Zimu slowly walked towards him until he came to him, and called out softly, "The Governor."
Lin Qing is the admiral of the Ministry of Justice, so it's not wrong to call him that. Lin Qing raised his eyelids and asked with a hint of coldness, "Am I very old?"
Zhao Zimu said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "How come, if you call him Master Qiansui, wouldn't he be older?"
"You little mouth can speak, and I have never seen you flatter me so much. Do you want something? You have to know that if you want something from me, you have to pay a value that satisfies me. "Lin Qing said casually, the knuckles of his two fingers gently pressing his temples.
Zhao Zimu's change was too sudden and too big, so Lin Qing had to wonder what purpose she had. Even if he thought that a temperament like hers was unlikely, he still couldn't help but try.
Zhao Zimu naturally saw his doubts and unease, she shook her head gently, it would not be easy to see anything from Lin Qing's flawless face if it hadn't been for a lifetime.
Zhao Zimu didn't want to dawdle with Lin Qing anymore, she wasn't that patient, and she still cared about people she cared about.
She directly stretched out her hand and gently untied his jade crown under Lin Qing's surprised eyes, and placed it on the high table beside him. Lin Qing's hair was scattered like a black silk, and Lin Qing grabbed it. He took her hand, looked at her with slightly cold eyes and said, "I didn't expect you to be so courageous!"
Zhao Zimu looked at him grabbing his hand and showed a helpless smile with a hint of connivance, and said gently, "It's always been."
"Then are you afraid of death?" Lin Qing asked again, even though he loved her, he still maintained his suspicion of her, even threatening her.
Zhao Zimu became impatient, and the cool look in her eyes clearly showed her current mood. Without waiting for Lin Qing to try again, she turned away his hand and cut it behind her back. Under Lin Qing's horrified eyes With one hand on the collapse, he quickly leaned over and lowered his head to block his mouth. He nibbled slowly but was strong and powerful, and did not give him a chance to speak up until Lin Qing's struggles slowly subsided. Only then did Zimu leave his lips, watching him softly opened by her thin, slightly swollen lips.
"I don't hate you."
One sentence made Lin Qing stop all his resistance in an instant, only his eyes were fixed on her.