Substitute Attack and Scum Shou Your Majesty

Aluan seems to be very busy.

But every day, I would take some time to come to see Shi Yin in the small room.

If the time is a bit longer, I can have a meal with Shiyin, but if it is shorter, I can only sit here for a while, and I will leave after saying a few words.

Usually it's just A Luan saying it himself.

Shi Yin refused to answer anything.

As the twelfth lunar month entered, Aluan became even busier.

Sometimes he even came to Shiyin with the playbook.

A Luan was out of shape, leaning on Shi Yin's body, and complained: "I really don't know what the local officials in the north are doing. They fail to report every year and have to allocate funds every year."

"The person who came to Beijing to report on his work is fat|fat, and it doesn't look like he can't survive the famine year at all."

"It's okay this time, and I reported the snowstorm again, and I will owe taxes."

Shi Yin sat cross-legged on the futon, closed his eyes, and let Aluan lean on him.

He seldom talked to A Luan, and he didn't intend to answer A Luan's words today.

These things can probably be regarded as government affairs of the imperial court.

A Luan shouldn't have told him.

Or maybe there is no one else to talk to.

I can only tell him.

After all, he is currently imprisoned || imprisoned.

Except for A Luan, Shi Yin can't be seen by anyone.

Even if you tell him something, it doesn't matter.

It was only then that Shi Yin realized that the two palace servants who could enter the small room were all dumb.

It's just that he was born dumb, or because of some acquired reason, Shi Yin doesn't know.

A Luan pushed the chorus to the side, and then she slid down Shi Yin's body as if she had no bones, and then slid onto Shi Yin's lap.

There was a rustling movement.

Shi Yin lowered his head to look, and met A Luan's eyes.

A Luan blinked innocently.

The veins on Shi Yin's forehead twitched: "...what are you going to do?"

But Aluan laughed and said happily: "I thought, Shi Yin, you really don't talk to me anymore."

Talking with his mouth, his hands are not honest.

That hand went further under the hem of the clothes.

Shi Yin grabbed Aluan's hand that was about to make trouble suddenly, and the chain on his wrist made a clanking sound, Shi Yin told him: "Don't move."

A Luan asked: "Why don't you move?"

Shi Yin just looked at A Luan and didn't speak.

A Luan had no choice but to withdraw her hand, held it up and said: "Okay, I won't move, don't be angry, okay?"

Angry?

Shi Yin felt that she would not be angry because of such a thing.

After all, A Luan has done it before, and more than once.

He's just not used to it.

It was as if he was a domesticated pet.

But he is not a pet.

A Luan withdrew her hand, but she still couldn't get up, she just rolled over, turned around, and lay on Shi Yin's lap, and said the words just now as if nothing had happened.

"But the snow disaster in the north still needs to be dealt with."

"In recent years, there has been some commotion in the north. If it is not handled properly, there will always be big troubles."

"I've searched and searched, but there is really no one I can trust, so I can only ask Tan Junyuan to go. If anyone else goes, I'm afraid they won't be able to hold back."

"By the way, Shi Yin, you should know about Tan Junyuan, right?"

Shi Yin didn't know anymore, but now he should know.

He had only heard of one family named Tan.

Since Aluan brought it up, it must be Sang Chenglin's Yue family.

A Luan narrowed her eyes slightly, and said: "Tan Junyuan thinks that Sang Chenglin is slow to climb as a supervisor. I think he will definitely take Sang Chenglin to the Northland this time."

"I only have pity on the Miss Tan family, she is just newly married, and she will be alone in the vacant room."

There was nothing pitiful about A Luan's words.

"It would be great if you could go, Shi Yin. If you go, I will definitely rest assured."

A Luan said something serious again.

Shi Yin didn't listen carefully either.

After Aluan finished speaking, she sat up straight.

Just when Shi Yin thought that he was going to leave, Aluan suddenly reached over and kissed Shi Yin on the lips.

A Luan then stood up, walked backwards with a smile on her face, and said, "Shi Yin, I'm leaving, I'll see you again in the evening."

After all, he really left.

I didn't care about the playbooks that were thrown there.

After a while, the two mute slaves came in quietly, packed up the scattered notebooks on the ground, and sent them out with them.

Shi Yin just sat there, pursing his lips slightly, and after a while, slowly closed his eyes again.

The incense in the small room is burning, and the smell is reassuring.

Shi Yin only felt upset.

No, this is not right...

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