Shen Jiu's fingertips were slightly cold, and he grabbed Xie Linzhi's hand.

She didn't use much force, but Shen Jiu pulled his hand effortlessly.

Shen Jiu's fingertips moved down slightly, and with Xie Linzhi's hand, he gently ripped open his clothes.

The eunuch's suit spread out a little, revealing the snow-white middle coat inside.

Xie Linzhi's brows finally frowned, his fingertips curled up slightly, and his voice was a little lower: "Your Majesty." ”

He licked his lips lightly, and the pale lip flaps were also dyed a brilliant red: "What are you doing?" ”

Shen Jiu ignored him, just grabbed his hand, stubbornly, firmly, and slowly pulled his middle coat-

The middle coat was torn open a little, and you could vaguely see the dirty clothes inside, and a little white under the dirty clothes.

Xie Linzhi paused slightly, his eyes fell on that little bit of white, and he was about to see what it was, when he heard someone shouting not far away: "My lord-"

It was the doorman who shouted, and he ran over in a little hurry, only to see Xie Linzhi standing in the courtyard, and before he could see the situation in the courtyard, he hurriedly said: "My lord, there is news from the prison, saying-"

He saw the situation in the courtyard at once, and swallowed back in the middle of his words.

The doorman looked at Xie Linzhi in a daze for a while, then looked at Shen Jiu, who was disheveled, and then stammered, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty." ”

His gaze wandered for a moment, and then he suddenly realized something, took two steps back, and knelt on the ground with a thud: "Small...... Small ......"

The doorman stammered for a long time, and he didn't stammer.

Xie Linzhi raised his eyebrows.

He turned sideways to block Shen Jiu, raised his gaze, and his voice was cold for two points: "Go out." ”

The doorman didn't say anything, but got up and walked out of the yard without looking back.

Xie Linzhi stared at his back, until the doorman disappeared from his field of vision, and then turned his head and looked at Shen Jiu: "Your Majesty." ”

was interrupted by the doorman, and the ambiguity of the previous one has disappeared.

Shen Jiu stood in the courtyard, his clothes were mostly open, and when he was blown by the wind, his face turned a little white.

Xie Linzhi turned around, bowed his head slightly, and raised his hand to take care of Shen Jiu's clothes: "Your Majesty doesn't have to be like this. ”

His voice was soft, his eyelashes were slightly lowered, and he didn't know what he remembered, and his expression lightened a little.

The spring clothes were not thick, Xie Linzhi didn't take long to straighten out the clothes, he straightened up, entered the study, and took a cloak from the inside.

"It seems that this cloak really shouldn't be returned." Xie Linzhi raised his eyebrows and draped the cloak on Shen Jiu's body.

He bowed his head slightly, buckled the tie, and then was silent for a while before he whispered again: "The minister is His Majesty's minister." ”

As if he had compromised, he sighed softly: "I held power before, but I just felt that Your Majesty was young and I was afraid that Your Majesty would not be able to control the imperial court." ”

Xie Linzhi said in a low voice: "If Your Majesty wants to take back the power, the minister will let it." ”

"It doesn't have to be this way—" he pursed his lips slightly, "committed." ”

Shen Jiu raised his head in amazement.

She stammered, "I just undressed, no, I didn't want—"

Shen Jiu bit his lip and was about to explain, but Xie Linzhi had already straightened up and said lightly: "There is news in the prison, Weichen will go and take a look." ”