One who stole the Son of Heaven

What to do?How about... I take you away?On the fifteenth day of next month, I will take you out of here. "

Although reason told himself that he should stay as far away from this person as possible, but after seeing so many rare expressions on that originally indifferent face, he could no longer ignore the truest feelings in his heart.

"No!" Lan Yinheng backed away a little, but was still held down by Yi Linshui's hand, unable to escape. The distance was so close that it made one's heart beat faster.

"...I won't leave the capital, just leave now." He refused in a low voice, but his tone seemed very hesitant.

Yi Linshui gently pinched the opponent's thin shoulders, and the corner of his mouth moved slightly, as if he had something to say but didn't say it, and finally withdrew his hand. "That's it...that's a pity, there will be a time later."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and patted Zhu Yu who was struggling left and right, then waved his hands and walked towards his room, stretching his waist, "Ah, I'm so sleepy..."

Lan Yinheng watched the other person enter the room until the person closed the door firmly.

Will there be a period later?With such a disparity between his and his identities, I'm afraid there will be no future...

"Your Majesty?" Zhu Yu whispered from the side, and Lan Yinheng realized that his emotions were a little out of control, and even the tip of his nose was a little sore.

"Go back to the palace!" He turned around abruptly, took steps in the opposite direction, and his figure gradually disappeared at the gate of the courtyard.

After he and Zhu Yu had walked a long distance, Yi Linshui opened the door again and looked at the empty yard with a wry smile gradually appearing on his face.

"fool……"