In the end, after some sophistry by Zhi Lan, Yi Zhixing's murderous intent also subsided under his little remaining patience.

One of them sat on the couch, the other leaned on the desk, dizziness attacked the Son of Heaven, and the palpitations and violent snorts rushed towards Zhilan, and neither of them could escape the embarrassment.

This sudden dizziness is the same as the feeling before fainting on the night of the moon and the evening last time, Yi Zhixing really has a headache, and the weakness of his body bones makes his heart burn, lest he faint in front of this vicious woman later, and the next moment he got up in a hurry.

Together, the weakness of the whole body made the Son of Heaven stagger, and he tried his best to endure it and finally couldn't resist the binding of flesh and blood, but when he saw that he hadn't taken a few steps away, he fell down in an instant.

Yi Zhixing's body fell straight into the arms of Zhi Lan, who was still busy soothing his snort next to the desk, and his head hit Zhi Lan's forehead impartially, instantly, the world was spinning, tinnitus and dizziness, Yi Zhixing not only made himself drowsy, but also passed it to the woman's body, and Zhi Lan's head was also choked by him. And because of the weight he had pressed down, the back of Zhilan's head hit the ground so hard that her fainting level had already surpassed Yi's trip several times.

"Hiss......"

Gasping, Zhi Lan only felt as if she had returned to the miserable prison full of blood in Yin Country again, and she was also in such a trance for a long time, at that time, Yi Zhixing on her side kept squirming her body, and the nausea fainting and pain came together, and the original torment was clearly back to the present.

This time, when she opened her eyes again, although she was still in a trance, Zhi Lan could clearly feel the huge weight on her body and a hazy face, even if the text was indistinguishable, Yi Zhixing's evil could also penetrate everything, and immediately appeared under Zhi Lan's nose, igniting all her anger.

"Dog thief...... You're damn it...... How did I meet you, and be wounded all day...... Wounded all day...... You're damn ......"

Zhi Lan couldn't speak clearly, and her logic was even more messy, she couldn't even tell whether she was dizzy and confused in speech or her own speech had fallen into a trance of sluggling, unlike at the beginning, the man now was not having a good time, and he was not like a son of heaven.

It is indeed the same as him, and Yi Zhixing at this time is also groggy, feeling that the heavens and the earth are shaking in his eyes, and he also swings with the heavens and the earth.

Perhaps because the two were in a comatose embarrassment together, Yi Zhixing was able to dissect the meaning contained in Zhi Lan's inexplicable words under such circumstances, which made the next ridicule from the mouth of the Son of Heaven.

"Hmph...... Hum...... Adulterer, you have a ...... today Originally...... I was tortured to death by you...... Then you should have thought about what will happen to you today...... During this time, my injuries were difficult to ...... Isn't it still inferior to you...... Don't you treat me like this......"

The words of the Son of Heaven fell, but in exchange for Zhilan's laughter, from her ears, her own laughter seemed to be vibrating in this whirling environment, staggering, sometimes high, sometimes low, as if falling into a vain nightmare. Even if the head is dizzy, it does not diminish the ability to ridicule.

"Dog thief...... You...... You deserve it...... Deserve! Deserve! ”

"The same goes for you...... Deserve...... Adultererous ...... Deserve! ”

At this moment, the two lying on the ground were like drunken people, incoherent, incoherent, saying words that only the two of them could deeply understand. Although they fainted, they were not less wary of each other, and they feared that the other would kill each other when they were in a state of drowsiness, but when they thought about it, they were now in a state of weakness at all, so they also let go of their hearts and continued to ridicule each other.

They all spent the night in this repeated ridicule.

And it was the same night, Mo Xiru has been wandering on the road between the Imperial Book Pavilion and the Son of Heaven's bedroom, when she learned that the Son of Heaven had not returned to bed, she simply stayed in the Imperial Book Pavilion, thinking that the Son of Heaven would always arrive here to deal with government affairs, because he was used to doing so in the past, but this whole night passed, Mo Xiru, who had never closed her eyes, still could not wait for the arrival of Lang Jun in her heart, and what overflowed in her heart for a long time was the boundless regret that had been separated from the Son of Heaven last night and the strong determination to make up for last night's mistake.

"Your Majesty, where are you?"

However, the reality is so cruel, if you miss it once, you will miss it forever, and in the face of fate, any compensation will be useless.

Crystal tears gradually condensed in Mo Xiru's pupils, and she suddenly felt an inexplicable pain spreading wantonly in her body.

"Your Majesty...... Come back soon......"

The next morning, Yan Qi led everyone around to look for the traces of the Son of Heaven, who did not return overnight, so anxious that he was also full of cold sweat in this autumn.

Eventually, he came to the place where the private soldier was, which was also Shiba's house. Outside of this place, Yan Qi couldn't imagine where the Son of Heaven would be. However, wouldn't it be even more strange if the Son of Heaven really stayed here?

Faintly cherishing his last hope, Yan Qi slammed open the door of the pavilion.

The next moment, what appeared in front of the guard's eyes was an extremely incredible scene, and Yan Qi would never have dreamed that he would encounter such a strange scene that was rare in a hundred years in his life.

The scene was so peaceful and relaxing that it fell into a strange and bizarre situation.

But seeing that Yi Zhixing was lying quietly in Zhilan's arms at this time, his hands around her, his sleeping eyes were deep, like a tamed kitten motionless clinging to the master's arms, no one could believe that his eyes were shining at this moment.

Seeing this scene, Yan Qi seemed to be struck by lightning, and the shocking emotions flew through his heart, and his large pupils trembled in his eyes for a long time, he couldn't imagine what happened last night, and it was even more difficult to tell where the relationship between his master and Zhi Lan was staying, he even felt that the current situation was just a temporary illusion, too unreal, Yi Zhixing was definitely not such a soft person.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty...... You ......"

It was obviously a subconscious snort, but by chance, the Son of Heaven who was sleeping in the woman's arms woke up. When Yi Zhixing slowly opened his eyes, Wen Xiang and Phantom surged towards him together, he seemed to suddenly feel something, and hurriedly forcibly drove away the sleepiness, and after that, his wistful eyes were completely reflected in Zhi Lan's face and body.

In an instant, the rich crimson color invaded his cheeks rampantly, and at the same time, what hit the Son of Heaven's mind was a hazy memory of the previous night, and this memory also urged the crimson of his cheeks to become more and more obvious and wanton.

Looking down further, his hands were still tightly hugging Zhi Lan's body, and his face had just woken up from Zhi Lan's crisp chest, all of which made the man who had never had sex feel anxious and ashamed, and Yi Zhixing was stunned.

When all the horrors returned, reason returned, but when Yi Zhixing got up like a bounce, staggering away from Zhilan's nephrite-scented body in a trance, his brain was always in a restless state.

"Your Majesty."

At this time, Yan Qi had recovered from the tremor, and immediately hurried to the side of the Son of Heaven.

Sensing his presence, Yi Zhixing's embarrassment and shame were even worse, and he turned his head slightly, not looking directly at the person in front of him.

"Your Majesty, what happened last night? You ......"

"Nothing happened! What you see is not what you think, if you think wildly, don't blame me for being rude to you! ”

Yi Zhixing pretended to be calm, but his heart was full of anxiety and embarrassment, to be honest, he naturally didn't want to be seen by others in such a predicament, but he was also caught by his closest guard, how could he not be ashamed?

"Yes...... Subordinates don't dare to ......"

Yan Qi lowered his head, he had long been accustomed to the people in front of him and drank in front of him, and he still seemed to be able to perceive the embarrassing atmosphere that was permeating this pavilion at this time, so he didn't dare to say more.

"Hmph, you'd better not dare."

Dropping this cold word, the Son of Heaven turned back sharply, he didn't take a look at anyone, but strode away from the place where he was in a hurry, and said to Yan Qi behind him before leaving: "Carry this woman to the couch!" Lock the door before leaving, don't let this woman have the delusion of running away again! ”

Yi Zhixing deliberately raised his voice and tried his best to make his voice more sonorous and powerful, as if this could hide the real crampedness in his heart and maintain a down-to-earth and generous posture.

"Yes! Subordinates understood! ”

Yan Qi bowed his head, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of Yi Zhixing's back as if he had fled into the wilderness, and suspicion swirled in his heart, he didn't know what happened last night, but he only felt that his master had become more and more strange recently.

When Yi Zhixing's figure was completely hidden in the location of the private soldiers, the steps under him were steep and urgent. The Son of Heaven plunged headlong into the morning wind, but his senses and thoughts were completely detached from the cold world of the present, but still lingered in the sticky warm memories of Fang Cai.

"Damn it! I fainted again last night! A useless body! ”

The Son of Heaven frowned, and the light words rippling in his mouth were all disgust at himself, and the temperature in Zhilan's arms seemed to still be on his cheeks, but seeing that his face was becoming more and more ruddy, you could even catch the heartbeat of the Son of Heaven in the autumn sound around him.

Finally, Yi Zhixing arrived in front of the Imperial Library, and almost the footsteps under him naturally pulled him here. Last night's body slept peacefully in Zhilan's arms, so now his subconscious naturally wanted to step up the handling of government affairs that he hadn't been able to deal with last night.

It is precisely because of the full spirit that Yi Zhixing becomes more and more ashamed, after all, what is the reason for this full spirit? Isn't that the woman's arms comfortable enough?

The next moment, the Son of Heaven pushed open the door of the house with a sigh of relief, but his head was always in a state of low contemplation, and he did not see the scene inside in time.

As soon as he stepped in, Yi Zhixing's arms greeted a certain stream of heat, and he subconsciously pushed away the warmth that he was caught off guard by, purely because the mind of the Son of Heaven had not yet returned from last night's trance.

At this time, he realized that the person in front of him was Mo Xiru, and now she was slightly frightened and helpless, and the Son of Heaven immediately understood that it was his own rude behavior that shocked this person.

"Wen ...... Concubine Wen, why are you here? ”

"Concubine...... The concubine saw that His Majesty had not returned overnight, so she ...... And so he stayed...... It's a concubine who is rude......"

Mo Xiru said in a snort, but her eyes were always locked on the cheeks of the person in front of her, and the crimson of Yi Zhixing's cheeks was too eye-catching, so that people had to stare at it.

"Your Majesty, you ...... Where did you go last night? Why are your cheeks so red? Is it a wind chill? ”

The woman asked eagerly, and the loneliness and fear of the Son of Heaven were temporarily put away, and the burning heat of care was replaced. They burned the memories that the Son of Heaven didn't want to mention, but the next moment, Yi Zhixing's cheeks turned even redder because of the words of the person in front of him, as if they were about to explode in an instant.