"Huh...... Your Majesty, let's go in and eat. ”

Lan Zhiyu silently took his hand away from the hand of "Si Qing".

"Okay, eat, eat!"

When Su Zimo heard the word imperial food, he also felt hungry.

He was angry today, he didn't eat, and as soon as he smelled the aroma of the food, he felt hungry.

"Your Majesty, you eat slowly."

Lan stopped patiently for Su Zimo's vegetables.

"The dishes made by Concubine Ai are really delicious, I like them very much."

Su Zimo eats a lot of food, thinking that being an emperor is actually not bad, there are beauties and delicious food, and life is nothing more than this.

"Your Majesty, you can take a bath after dinner, and the concubine has asked her subordinates to prepare hot water for the emperor."

"Bathing, bathing."

"Okay."

After dinner, Su Zimo went to bathe.

Lan Zhiyu took advantage of Su Zimo to take a bath and retreated from everyone.

She took a dagger from the pillow next to the bed, hid it in her sleeve, and sat down on the couch.

When Su Zimo came out of a comfortable bath, he saw Lan Zhiyu dressed in tulle and lying on the couch.

Su Zimo: "......"

"Your Majesty, the concubine is here to wipe your hair."

Lan Zhi smiled lightly, walked to Su Zimo's side, and grabbed Su Zimo's arm.

Su Zimo looked at Lan Zhiyu, and only felt a little embarrassed, this ...... What is this development?

"Your Majesty, come, sit down."

"The concubine will rub it for you."

"Uh...... No...... No, I just wipe it myself. ”

Su Zimo pushed Lan Zhiyu's hand away, although he said that he wanted to use his identity as Si Qing to develop a relationship with Lan Zhiyu.

Can...... But he didn't plan to go to that place with her.

"Your Majesty, did the concubine do something that made the emperor unhappy?"

"I didn't ...... Didn't ......."

"Then why is the emperor?"

"I'm not feeling well today."

"Really?"

Lan stopped lowering her head, looking like she was about to cry.

Su Zimo suddenly felt guilty.

"You...... Wipe my hair. ”

"Hmm."

Lan Zhiyu took the handkerchief in Su Zimo's hand, and Su Zimo sat down with his back to him.

Lan Zhiyu put the handkerchief on Su Zimo's head, and she quietly took out the dagger hidden in her clothes.

"Who are you?!"

The blade was on his neck, and Su Zimo was slightly stunned.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't play dumb! Who are you? What about the emperor? Where is the real emperor? ”

Lan Zhiyu pressed the blade tightly against Su Zimo's neck, but Su Zimo looked relaxed.

"I'm here."

"Tell the truth!"

"Ai Fei, I advise you not to be rude to me."

"The premise is that you are the emperor!"

"Hongu gives you two choices, either say! Die or die! ”

Lan stopped not joking, she pressed against Su Zimo's throat, her eyes fierce.

Su Zimo sighed.

"I am indeed not the emperor."

"Who are you? What happened to the emperor? ”

"What, what did I do to the emperor? Your emperor forced me to come, and Lao Tzu still doesn't want to! ”

"Presumptuous! Do you even say it?! ”

"You really want to know?"

"Speak quickly!"

"Then you come closer...... I'll tell you. ”

"Really?"

"Hmm."

Lan stopped in disbelief, she changed her hand to hold the knife, and slowly approached Su Zimo.

Su Zimo turned his back to Lan Zhiyu, his eyes looked at the shadow on the ground, found the right time, turned around, and grabbed Lan Zhiyu's waist.

Lan was startled, and the dagger in his hand stabbed towards Su Zimo.