The Prime Minister has something to do

Angry, as if pinching him in the palm of his hand, he felt pity.

The day when Yang Shihua, the daughter of Yang Shouguo, Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice, entered the palace was on the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the day after the Laba Festival.

But before that, there are still more than two months.

He Houhan's life is still going on as usual, but there is one thing in his heart that makes him feel anxious and restless, he can't eat or sleep well, and after a few days, he will be haggard.

A shrewd person like Jiang Sheng naturally saw it in his eyes and worried in his heart, and tried to make him happy in different ways, sending all kinds of snacks and gadgets to the Prime Minister's house like a stream of water.

But that was of course useless, He Houhan couldn't talk to him, which made Jiang Sheng frown all day long.

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On this day, it was late at night again, He Houhan was awakened by the dark guard, and he didn't know if he got up too fast or something else, his heart kept beating, which made him feel that his energy and blood were not going well.

This restless feeling accompanied him all the way to the emperor's bedroom, before it turned into a kind of forced composure.

Chong Yuan was holding a book and looking at it. Under the bright and stable flame of the purple candle, his expression showed a kind of calmness.

He Houhan knelt down and said: "My humble servant sees the emperor."

Chongyuan looked at him sideways and smiled, "Aiqing has lost weight again." He put down the scroll in his hand, and walked over to help He Houhan up.

Chongyuan was so intimate with him more than once, so He Houhan didn't care too much—but he only heard a slight click, and his wrist hurt, and then quickly turned numb.He broke free abruptly and was startled. His first reaction was that he had been poisoned, but then he knew something was wrong. There was no severe pain in his sea of ​​qi, but the qi in his dantian couldn't move, as if blocked generally.He looked down and saw that there was a copper-yellow hoop on his wrist, and there was a small ring on it, but he didn't know what it was for.As soon as He Houhan gathered Qi again, the acupoint on his wrist suddenly throbbed, as if a needle had been stuck on the acupoint.

He Houhan's face turned pale in an instant. Although he had never seen this thing before, he knew what it was for after analyzing it now. The copper ring clearly sealed his inner strength with the nail hole method!

But He Houhan is a master after all, and the acupuncture points on his limbs are sealed. It is not impossible for him to do anything. If he wants to use lightness kung fu to leave here, it is not impossible.

However, how could Chongyuan give him this chance? He had been watching He Houhan's reaction, and when he saw He Houhan's expression tense, he knew what he was thinking.But Chong Yuan was not in a hurry, he took a step forward, easily avoided He Houhan's obstruction, and hugged him in his arms.

He Houhan was stunned that his martial arts methods had completely failed against Chong Yuan, so he froze because of Chong Yuan's sudden approach.

Chong Yuan had already achieved this step, so naturally he would not allow He Houhan to break free again.He firmly held He Houhan's waist with one hand, pressed his neck with the other, and kissed him before he could struggle.

He Houhan's mind was empty, only the panic and confusion that filled all his emotions remained.Chong Yuan bit his lip, He Houhan frowned and loosened his jaw, allowing Chong Yuan's lips and tongue to squeeze in more intimately.

The entanglement of □'s lips and teeth made Chongyuan a little distracted, and he increased his hand strength to make the two of them stick tightly together.He Houhan's neck ached from Chong Yuan's increasing force, and he couldn't help but lean back to hide.

After such a long struggle, He Houhan was startled and anxious, he was already sweating profusely, his hands and feet were trembling.

Chong Yuan showed a little smile, and without saying much, he walked into the inner room with his arms in his arms.

Only then did He Houhan regain consciousness, his expression changed, and he said tremblingly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please don't, let this humble minister go back..."

Chong Yuan snorted and didn't speak.

He Houhan's goosebumps appeared one after another, seeing that Chongyuan was bound to win, his eyes changed, he endured the severe pain and gathered his internal strength to hide outside.However, the big acupoint where his internal qi circulates is sealed, and he can't use the third part of his internal energy, so naturally he is not as handy as usual.

Chong Yuan restrained him effortlessly, and said: "Don't struggle anymore, your acupoints are restrained and you can't be lucky, and what I practiced is the first martial arts mental method passed down by the royal family. You can't handle it."

He Houhan had faintly seen some signs of it when he led Chongyuan to escape from the palace, but he never thought about it. Now that Chongyuan has achieved great martial arts, it is obvious that he is invincible when compared with him.Knowing that the hope of leaving was slim, he didn't act as hard as he did at the beginning, and Chong Yuan easily dragged him into the inner room.

There is a nine-color auspicious dragon screen inside, and several large and small wooden barrels and basins filled with water vapor. There is also a sandalwood low table next to it, and a few things are placed on it.

He Houhan didn't know what it was for, but he also knew that it was prepared for him.This made him tense up again, and began to struggle uselessly again, but Chong Yuan didn't get annoyed, he trapped his hands and feet as if teasing him, and let him move around.

The two entangled for a while, and Chong Yuan began to peel off He Houhan's outer robe and loosen the belt of the middle coat. His unremitting struggle made the process easier, but he no longer had the calmness to judge and analyze these things.

He was firmly held in Chongyuan's arms, and even his coat was taken off at this moment. Fortunately, there was an aromatherapy heater in the inner room, so he didn't feel cold, but the water vapor mixed with the fragrance refreshed him Tense and a little dazed at the same time.Chong Yuan's hands stroked and kneaded his back and waist, which made He Houhan's skin goosebumps instantly. Chong Yuan stared at his eyes, then leaned over to kiss him, while pulling down his pants, He Houhan hurriedly freed his hands that were pushing Chongyuan and instead grabbed his trouser belt desperately.

Seeing He Houhan, Chong Yuan was determined not to let go of his hand, and with a sudden thrust, he tore He Houhan's obscene pants.

This time, He Houhan's face was no longer sweaty, but pale.

Seeing how pitiful he looked, Chong Yuan loosened the shackles a little, rubbed his neck and said softly: "Don't be afraid, close your eyes." He closed his eyes just as He Houhan was about to open them. When he opened it, he felt his body was hanging in the air, and He Houhan hurriedly opened his eyes in shock, but was pushed by Chong Yuan into a big wooden barrel as tall as half a person.

The wooden barrel was filled with warm water, and something had been added to it, showing a thin milky white color.At this time, he had already been stripped off by Chongyuan, and was soaked in the water again. The fear in his heart reached a peak, and he was about to step out while holding on to the edge of the bucket. He Houhan's grasp was a little messy, he pressed He Houhan's shoulder with one hand and pushed him back down, and with the other free hand, he took a cloth towel and began to scrub He Houhan's body.

He Houhan's hairpin was knocked somewhere, and now his hair was disheveled and his expression was terrified. He had long lost his usual composure, not to mention his usual flattering smirk, and he looked embarrassed.

Chongyuan scrubbed him unhurriedly, but He Houhan didn't cooperate with him, the water in the bucket splashed out and wet Chongyuan's clothes and trouser legs, so he simply took off his underwear and underwear, only wearing A loose outer shirt, the sleeves were rolled up again, and by the way, I turned around and didn't know what I took.This time, while slowly rubbing Hehou Han's chest and abdomen with a cloth towel, he reached into the water, groping for a while, until he reached his ankle, and with a slight movement of his fingers, he put another brass-yellow hoop on Hehou cold ankles.

He Houhan let out a cry of pain, being soaked in water, he felt his entire calf throbbing.

Chong Yuan stroked his knee comfortingly, and sighed: "Your martial arts are too high, and you have been reluctant to accept me for a long time, and now you are forcing me to become queen, so I have to use some means." Although he said so, But there was no trace of helplessness on his face, on the contrary, he seemed careless, which made people feel that he was not surprised.

He Houhan struggled and said: "I won't urge the emperor to be the empress, I won't urge you anymore..." At this moment, he had two big acupoints on one hand and one foot restrained, and he had no strength to fight against Chong Yuan, so he could only let Chong Yuan On his body ↑↓【????】, Chong Yuan ignored him, but his actions became more and more unscrupulous.

He Houhan was made goosebumps by Chong Yuan's constant stroking and scrubbing, and he said intermittently: "The king... the king is the guide for the minister, the father is the son... the guide, the emperor... the master of the world, and the minister... the minister... ...is...a heaven-defying...action..."

While listening to his trembling words, Chong Yuan dragged him out of the water, pulled out a clean cloth towel and wiped him carefully, and when he finished speaking, he said with a smile or not: "I will never indulge Debauchery and waste of political affairs, second, not cruel and reckless, doting on treacherous ministers, third, not cowardly and incompetent to be bullied by others. I just fancy a person, how can I act against the sky?"

He Houhan [∞] wiped back and forth with a dry cloth towel, and felt that his internal organs were burning. This scene made him feel ashamed. He gritted his teeth and said, "This man is the prime minister appointed by your father!"

Chong Yuan said slowly and honestly: "I entrust it to my prime minister."

He Houhan was speechless, only felt that his words were as rascal as Jiang Sheng.If the opponent was Jiang Sheng, He Houhan might have fought with his life at this time... But this is the emperor, the highest symbol in He Houhan's entire life, the emperor worshiped by the people of the Shun Dynasty, and the master of this country... Childhood exposure will shape a person's essence and shackle his thoughts.

Chongyuan said again: "Don't think too much, I have thought about it." After that, he got up and walked to the side of the sandalwood, picked up a water bag, and put it in a shallow wooden basin next to it. When it was full, I took another leather plug.

He Houhan kept staring at Chongyuan, but he didn't move, his pants were torn, where could he go?

Chong Yuan came back with two things, and said softly: "This may be a bit uncomfortable, you have to bear with it."

He Houhan looked at it in confusion, and saw Chong Yuan pointing to the snow-white long-haired tribute from the small country of Yibo.