Am I a scumbag?

Yan Yuliang made a big death, and was pinched to the core.

"hiss--"

Not to mention anything else, King Lan's claws are really cool!

Finally let go, and quickly took two breaths.But King Lan's other hand was still tightly gripping the emperor's waist.

The two of them were just so stiff, staring wide-eyed.

After a while, Lan Wang sullenly asked, "Where?"

Yan Yuliang: "Huh?"

"What did you yell just now? It hurts!"

It wasn't pain, it was just a cold hiss.But Yan Yuliang's mind moved, and he became wise in a hurry: "I... my chest hurts!"

"It's true, the chest hurts. Oh, the arms hurt too, the thigh hurts, the fingers too!"

As long as you don't pinch me, Aiqing, there will be pain wherever you want me to pretend, and I will play the whole set for you!

King Lan narrowed his eyes coldly.

Yan Yuliang: "Cough, Aiqing, I really hurt!"

"Really, it's true."

"Then what Aiqing... You see that I am already like this, so you really don't want to rub me?"

"..."

"..."

"Yes, that's right, that's right, Aiqing rubs it a few more times, and my Qi will be smoothed out, um~comfortable."

"Rub hands too, arms, and shoulders."

"Qingqing, my dragon legs are also here."

"My dragon jio..."

"..."

"Yan Zhao!!!"

It's really that the Dog Emperor's poor acting skills are too exaggerated, Lan Wang couldn't hold back a backhand, and he caught him on the dragon bed and crushed him to death.

so close.He just! So staring at the emperor, his black hair hangs coldly on the bed.

Yan Yuliang: "..."

"Cough, then what, Aiqing, calm down."

"Aiqing, let me explain, okay?"

"Really, I really didn't mean to trick Aiqing into rubbing my shoulders! I only blame who made Aiqing's hands colder than ice, and when I pinched me, I would be so cold to death. If you don't believe me, touch it yourself, let me go when it's so cold On the neck, does Ai Qing think it is suitable?"

"..."

"..."

Very good, as expected of Yan Zhao.

A "explanation" is a nonsense, but it can still be plausible with an upright face——

King Lan closed his eyes, and he laughed angrily.

Some people are heartless.If you want to ask why, maybe a person like him doesn't care at all.

So why have unrealistic expectations now?

enough.

Lan Wang abandoned him.

Unexpectedly, his waist sank.

"..."

Lan Wang was stunned, unable to believe it, and even looked back hesitantly.

I confirmed with my own eyes that the emperor's two long legs were indeed wrapped around his waist.

The emperor didn't let him go, and went straight up his legs, in an extremely unseemly bad posture.

King Lan's temple hummed.

His canthus was about to split, he immediately gritted his teeth like a plaster, and pulled the emperor down from his body, but the emperor hugged his waist tightly again!

For a moment, the arms were full of warm and firm touch, moving back and forth.

Lan Wang's voice was instantly hoarse and sweet, and he gritted his teeth, almost unable to control his strength.

"Yan Zhao!!! You—"

"Let go!"

The banquet language is cold.

He tightly locked King Lan's waist, thinking very clearly - anyway, today he is already on the verge of danger, so he might as well make a thorough one-time death of what should be done and what should not be done.

Such a thorough test to find out where Lan Wang's bottom line is, and how far he can control his lawlessness.

Once and for all.

Or die early and be born early, success or failure depends on it.

……

Yan Yuliang's wishful thinking is good, but it's a pity that he has more energy than he wants.

In the end, it was pulled away vigorously by King Lan.Just when the emperor was not to be outdone, he tried his best to hug King Lan's waist again, when he pulled his head up, he met King Lan's eyes.

King Lan's eye sockets were completely scarlet.

Depression, exhaustion, and depression are written in the eyes.

"..."

Yan Yuliang loosened his hand.

Silent for a while.

He lay down on the dragon bed and calmed down for a moment, then quickly bounced up like a hawthorn strip, and resolutely got off the dragon bed to chase after King Lan.

Chasing nature is to chase.

Although his majestic emperor is imprisoned and has amnesia and his future is uncertain, this test of death is actually necessary.But King Lan's eyes turned red and he was directly finished.

Not in the mood to continue exploring.

I only said it was all my fault.

Dog Emperor is not a thing!Faintness!To make such a good-looking beauty sad!What kind of man is the dog emperor?

Yan Yuliang chased the man to the tea table in a disfigured manner, and King Lan didn't even look at him.He stretched out his hand like a dog's leg, and tugged at Lan Wangxuan's black gold woven Jiaolong's sleeve.

Lan Wang gritted his teeth: "Get lost!"

When the rebellious officials scolded the emperor, the emperor not only bowed his head obediently and received the scolding with an obedient "Oh", but also reluctantly withdrew his hand.

Lan Wang picked up the memorial with a gloomy face, keeping strangers away.

The emperor stood at the side with his hands down, quietly peeping at the end of Lan Wang's reddish aftertaste eyes.

What a sin!

With such a pretty face, it's a sin to have red eyes!Damn the stupid king!

well.Distressed, annoyed.

want to coax.

"..." The puppet emperor wanted to coax the regent who imprisoned him. This matter is so absurd and ridiculous that even a small story book dare not write it like this!

……

The night is deep, and the jade platform marigold is facing the scorching light.

Fuling Yunfei heard that Ying and the three were silent all the time, standing far away in the corners of their respective walls.

One face is more exciting than the other.

The ancients said that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger.Not without a strong heart.

However, in the face of the current scene, is it useful to have a strong heart? !Don't even look at what this unbelievable secret history of the Great Xia court is performing every day? !

Every day, Jiangzi's puppet emperor and Nianzi's regent staged an unreasonable drama in the palace.

With regard to the weird chatting and cuddling they see every day, who would believe it?

Just ask who will believe it!

Not to mention anything else, let's talk about the moment the emperor stretched out his dragon's claws to get the memorial after eating a cup of tea this afternoon, at that moment Yunfei and Ying both turned pale, not to mention watching His Majesty's subsequent series of deadly acts up.

Playing with fire is not as fun as their majesty.

What's even more amazing is that Emperor Jinyu, who played with fire, is still alive and kicking? !

……

Yan Yuliang is not only alive, but also lives in an upright manner.

The tea couches in Chuwei Palace are divided into two sides, and the tea table in the middle is full of memorials.

King Lan ignored him, and the emperor simply went to sit opposite him and stretched out his hand leisurely.

"Ying'er, give me a pen."

Ying'er didn't want to go, but she had nowhere to hide.

He could only bravely tremble, and handed over the white wolf pen that the emperor loved to use before he lost his memory in small steps respectfully.

Immediately pick up the little Luo skirt after delivery and run away!

It wasn't until he was far away that he turned around and saw the emperor stroke the hair, and stretch it out...and dip it into the cinnabar in front of King Lan.

There is no end to the great death of the king of a country.

Ying'er opened her eyes wide, and she couldn't help letting out a soft "oooh" in her throat.

Lan Wang also paused his vermilion pen, his eyes slowly becoming sharp.

Rain is coming.

The rain is coming.

want to come.

Come.

The emperor slowly dipped in the cinnabar, picked up a memorial and began to approve it.

Sakura: "..."

Yunfei: "..."

What about Shanyu! ?

……

The banquet language is cooler with Zhu Mo, and the memorials are written.

Of course, he wanted to coax the beauties more than work.The problem is that amnesia is real, I can't remember the past, my eyes are darkened, I really don't know where to start.

There is no way, so I can only do some work within my ability.

So many memorials piled up into mountains.King Lan is working hard, shouldn't he help share it?

On the side of the bedroom, the astronomical instrument ticked slowly.

The scene in Chu Wei's Palace is bizarre and strange.

One left and one right, the regent and the puppet emperor were reviewing the memorial together.

After an hour of approval, Yan Yuliang was tired, so he stopped to rest and drank a cup of green plum tea.

And sneaking a sneak peek at Lan Wang's handsome face under the candlelight, he quickly summed up the results of today's death in his heart——

What happened today is enough to prove that he is with King Lan...

It is true that no matter what you do, you will not die!

……

A cup of sweet and sour green plum tea bottoms out quickly.

Yan Yuliangyao thought about a series of death results that should have been difficult to end.

For example, he angered King Lan because of his involvement in politics, and he was really replaced from then on.

Or Lan Wang turned his back on him and threw him into a prison, never to turn back.It's a real big prison, the kind where bugs crawl everywhere after eating bad porridge, not a fake confinement in the bedroom.

None of that happened.

On the other hand, what is he, the dog emperor who made King Lan's eyes red, doing now?

Oh, he was writing the memorial again carelessly.

If this is not called pushing your nose on your face, what else is it called pushing your nose on your face?

Does King Lan like his non-stop tricks?Lan Wang was naturally displeased, seeing that after more than an hour, his face was still as cold as ice.

But he was so angry, what did King Lan say?

Lan Wang did not.

To sum up, does King Lan have any bottom line for this dog emperor?

No.Not at all.

Yuliang won this big gamble, completely.

If things go on like this, it will be just around the corner to unlock the palace door and drive back to court.We should beat gongs and drums and set off firecrackers.

"..."

The truth is, not very happy.

yes.He won, but what about King Lan?

The beauty lost so badly.

The Dog Emperor rested his chin and looked at Lan Wang's handsome and stern face again.

Look at this man.

She looks fierce, cold and powerful, but inside she is so...

Fortunately, he met me.

If he meets a hard-hearted and calculating person, won't he be bullied to death?

……

Under the candlelight, the sound of water droplets.

King Lan and the emperor held candles together to criticize the memorials, and the mountains and seas on the table were reduced little by little.

In the end it really came to an end.

King Lan and Emperor Jinyu each folded each other, and the approval was completed, and the work was done.

"Exactly, it will be four o'clock soon," Yan Yuliang yawned, and carelessly picked out a few copies, "These are more urgent, Qing Qu, remember to take them to Xi Qing, Xu Qing and the others in a while one time."

Outside the window at this moment, it is still the deepest night before dawn.

The emperor tugged at King Lan's sleeve again: "There is still an hour, Qingqing, go and lie down with me for a while, don't be too tired."

Lan Wang silently took those few memorials.

The candlelight was heavy, and the downcast eyes somehow suppressed certain emotions.

But in the end, he was not willing to brush the emperor away.