Substitute Attack and Scum Shou Your Majesty

In the first month, until the fifteenth day, A Luan did not have to go to court.

But without going to court, Aluan is still very busy.

Probably everyone knew that he was busy, so no one suspected that A Luan spent all day in the small room.

A Luan was tired of Shi Yin's body, she didn't have a sitting position, she was crooked.

He was holding a memorial book in his hand, read it in three or four lines, and then threw it on the ground.

Shi Yin pretended not to see it.

A Luan was dissatisfied, so he picked up a copy and handed it to Shi Yin, with a bit of coquettish taste: "Shi Yin, why don't you take a look with me, okay?"

Shi Yin didn't move, and didn't answer, just turned over a page in the book in his hand.

A Luan threw away the memorial, slipped off the string of beads on his wrist, held it in his hand and twirled it.

It was Shi Yin's string of beads.

But ever since Shi Yin stayed in this small room, he was taken away by A Luan.

A few days ago, I didn't see Aluan take it out, but for some reason today, Aluan put the string of beads on.

A Luan picked the beads one by one, rubbed the beads with her fingertips, but looked at Shi Yin.

Shi Yin turned over another page of the book.

A Luan felt bored, so she put the beads on her wrist again.

"Shi Yin, have you heard of Zhen Guogong?"

Shi Yin finally answered: "No."

There are so many people he doesn't know.

A Luan continued with a smile: "I'm not talking about the one who is in charge now—I'm talking about the old Zhen Guogong, General Xu."

"It's not an exaggeration to say that he is my Dasheng's God of War."

Shi Yin noticed that there was another meaning in A Luan's words.

A Luan would not mention others in front of him for no reason.

If it is mentioned, it should be related to him.

But he really didn't know the Duke of Zhen.

Never heard anyone mention it either.

Seeing that Shi Yin was still a stranger, A Luan frowned slightly and asked, "Don't you know?"

Shi Yin looked at him and asked, "Should I know?"

A Luan looked at Shi Yin steadfastly, then narrowed his eyes suddenly, as if thinking of something, he laughed again and said, "No."

"Speaking of which, I probably don't know."

"After all, Old General Xu passed away very early, and I have never seen him."

died.

Shi Yin felt inexplicably unhappy.

Why did A Luan mention a person who has passed away.

Shi Yin can only think from himself.

But A Luan's next words left Shi Yin with no time to think about it.

A Luan leaned over, kissed Shi Yin on the lips, and said softly: "Shi Yin will wait for a while, when... subsides, I will take you out for a walk."

Shi Yin felt that he probably heard it wrong: "What did you say?"

A Luan said it again: "I said, after a while, I'll take you out for a walk, okay?"

Shi Yin looked at A Luan: "Are you willing?"

A Luan blinked her eyes, as if she didn't understand why Shi Yin would ask, "Why don't I?"

Shi Yin lifted the long chain that was still on him.

A Luan caught the chain, kissed Shi Yin's finger, and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you go, Shi Yin."

Shi Yin thought, he clearly didn't mean that.

But Aluan didn't allow him to think any more.

They got entangled and made the small room even more messy.

……

time flies.

As soon as the first month passed, the weather gradually became less cold.

It's just that the two plum trees in the yard are no longer blooming.

It is probably because there is a lot of snow in winter, and there is not much rain in February.

Everyone was afraid that there would be another drought, and Aluan had been worrying about the rain for more than a month, but fortunately, the day before March, it finally rained.

But something happened in the palace.

Still a major event—the queen's dystocia.

But this has nothing to do with Shi Yin.

Shi Yin was still trapped in this small room.

It's raining outside.

The door facing the courtyard was opened, and Shi Yin was standing there.

The spring rain fell on the ground silently, inspiring a special smell.

Like the smell of earth, or the rebirth of withered grass.

Can't tell if it smells good or bad.

Suddenly someone opened the door from the back and walked in from the outside, walking leisurely, as if it was not a secret room, but just some ordinary place.

The visitor's tone was casual, as if there was nothing surprising: "So it's here."

"No wonder no one found it. It seems that His Majesty really put a lot of thought into it."

Shi Yin looked back and frowned slightly: "Who... are you?"

The visitor raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why, don't you know who I am? Shi Yin."

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