Su Yan looked at the delicate skin that was so close at hand, but finally did not take the initiative to kiss.

He said indifferently: "Since Your Majesty is clear, then let His Majesty resolve this matter."

Just as he turned around, Ling Qingxuan grabbed him.

Su Yan's big hands are really warm.

Ling Qingxuan tickled in his palm and saw the man's eyes sank.

"Your Majesty." Su Yan gritted his teeth and spat out these two words.

Ling Qingxuan let go, "Isn't Su Ze ill, take these back to him."

I heard zz say that while getting closer to your man, you should also care about the man's family by the way.

Although she didn't like Su Ze, who made him Su Yan's nephew?

Su Yan held his hand and pressed the palm of his finger against the palm that had just been hooked.

Crispy and cold.

"Ze'er's illness has long since healed, so I don't need this."

Obviously you have broken off your marriage with him, why do you suddenly care.

Su Yan's face was sullen, he opened the door and went out without even looking at the rare medicinal herbs.

Aya Qingxuan told zz.

You see, this trick doesn't work.

It's better to give something to Su Ze than to give something to Su Yan directly. She doesn't feel bad for him at all.

[Then the host finds some strange things to send to the villain. 】

zz reflected on himself for a while and asked: [Host, who is the person who administered the medicine? 】

Wondering?

【Uh-huh. 】

You turn a few somersaults to see.

[…] Pigs can’t do it!

Although teasing zz, Ling Qingxuan still took zz to the palace of the person who dispensed the medicine.

Harem.

After Ling Qingxuan came to this plane, he never came in once.

This place is much bigger than where she lives, and the bed must be softer than her dragon bed.

Suddenly want to change place to live.

【Host, wake up! 】

Ling Qingxuan stopped soberly and accurately at the entrance of Lan Shijun's bedroom.

When she came this time, there was only a female official by her side.

And Lan Shijun is only a servant, so there is only one palace maid at the door of the palace.

It must be that the harem was often deserted, and the goddess of the palace was slack, but after seeing Ling Qingxuan, she immediately respectfully and cautiously said: "Your Majesty!"

The people inside seemed to hear the name, and after a few muffled sounds, Lan Shijun trotted out with an expectation on his face.

"His Majesty."

The little face was blushing, and it seemed that he ran out to meet him in a hurry.

Ling Qingxuan touched her chin, this child was sharper than her chin.

No one would think she abused him.

"Didn't eat well?" Ling Qingxuan asked.

Lan Shijun thought that Ling Qingxuan was caring about himself, and shook his head quickly, "Yes, it's just that he was ill recently."

The palace maid thought that His Majesty had come to the harem for the first time, so she asked about the body of the maid, and she acted as she saw fit: "The maid is sick of missing His Majesty. When I saw His Majesty today, I don't know how many times better."

Lan Shijun was shy, but did not refute.

The female official snorted coldly behind Ling Qingxuan.

"Your Majesty, do you want to come in and sit?"

Ling Qingxuan was afraid of going in, so she couldn't help but kill Lan Shijun.

After thinking about it, she stepped forward.

Lan Shijun hurriedly followed, and two palace maids were guarding outside.

Lan Shijun's bedroom was more than ten times smaller than Ling Qingxuan's, but it was neatly organized. The only thing missing was the crooked stools.

He must have stumbled over in a hurry to go out just now.

Lan Shijun quickly set it up, asked her to sit down, and started pouring tea again.

Ling Qingxuan glanced at the soft-looking bed.

Thinking about how delicate a man is, she also wanted to sleep so softly.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with Lan'er?"

Lan Shijun has a lot more rules than before.

Aya Qingxuan held the teacup, squeezed it and put it away.

"Where were you on the day of the banquet for Yan Shan?"

Lan Shijun shook the hand that poured tea for himself, and the hot water splashed on the table, smearing a layer of water stains.

On the day of the reception, the people in the harem were not allowed to participate.

Lan Shijun stood aside and lowered his head, "Lan'er is here, not going anywhere."

Ling Qingxuan is the person who doesn't like to go around, she said bluntly: "Why did you drug Su Yan?"

Lan Shijun knelt down directly, his elbow hit the stool, he took a deep breath, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes after only two breaths.

In the small space, only shallow breathing and sobbing could be heard.

‘I, I don’t cry anymore, don’t hate me. ’

Ling Qingxuan's head throbbed for no apparent reason.

Soft and forbearing crying came in bursts, and then gradually calmed down, leaving only the sound of breathing.

Ling Qingxuan was in a trance in front of her eyes, her hand stretched out in mid-air.

Lan Shijun's sobbing stopped at this time, "Your Majesty, because I want to help you."

With her jade hand on the table, Ling Qingxuan's eyes were light.

I want to see Su Yan.

I want to meet the little guy.

"His Majesty?"

Seeing that Ling Qingxuan did not reply, Lan Shijun looked at her quietly.

Ling Qingxuan's eyes gradually turned cold, "Help me?"

Seeing that she was not as furious as she imagined, Lan Shijun nodded, "Although the servant is in the harem, he wants to share the burden for His Majesty. Now, His Majesty has taken back the jade seal, but not the Tiger Talisman, so the servant thinks..."

"No." Ling Qingxuan's eyes seemed to have penetrating power, making him dare not look directly, "You don't want to help me, you want to destroy Su Yan."

If it wasn't her that day, it would be someone else.

The dignified prime minister was in a relationship with others in the palace, and he was still a person with a lower status than him.

When this news spreads, all the prestige that Su Yan has built up so hard will be lost.

Fortunately, he met Aya Qingxuan.

Lan Shijun was stabbed at the center, but still insisted: "Your Majesty, Lan'er is for you, you believe me, if it wasn't for Su Yan, how could you be suppressed everywhere, how could you be controlled by him everywhere, Laner hopes that Your Majesty be free."

If Ling Qingxuan was the former queen, she might believe it.

Unfortunately, she is Aya Qingxuan.

She only believes in Su Yan now.

"Lan Shijun, I gave you a chance."

The people in this palace have been replaced by her people without knowing it, and she is naturally aware of Lan Shijun's every move.

I just didn't expect that he usually looks cowardly, but he is so bold to pretend to be a palace maid to exchange wine for Su Yan.

Seemingly giving up on himself, Lan Shijun didn't kneel anymore, and fell directly to the ground.

"Your Majesty, do you like the Prime Minister." He raised his head, his eyes no longer had the brilliance of hope, "So you came to me for the sake of the Prime Minister and seeking justice for him."

His tone gradually increased, "How can he be so lucky not only to become a high-ranking prime minister, but also to have your pity."

"I tried everything I could to climb onto your dragon bed, but he didn't have to do anything. He even did things to hurt you, but he borrowed my hand and climbed on the bed."

"Why, I clearly love Your Majesty more."

He stumbled to his feet and rushed towards Ling Qingxuan.

"Your Majesty, why don't you look at me? Don't accept me?"

"Except for status, how can I compare to him!"

Aya Qingxuan easily avoided him.

"He never wanted to compare himself to anyone."

"He is unique."

Lan Shijun bit his lip and cried loudly.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

Ling Qingxuan is not a soft-hearted person, and won't offset the things he did just because he cried a few times.

There are two options, go home with a different identity, or enter the cold palace.

If you don't make it today, you'll be thrown into the barracks.