Nan Lin looked at the dill in front of him who suddenly became evil and unfamiliar, and was slightly stunned.

"Nanlin is really not well-behaved, he actually wandered in front of me." Dill's slender fingers climbed up his cheeks one by one, gently swaying on it, as if he were treating a beloved object.

"Your Majesty, I ......" Nan Lin tilted his head a little embarrassed, slightly avoiding the touch of the dill's fingers.

Dill looked at the man in front of her whose cheeks were getting redder and redder, and a certain factor in her heart became more and more active.

"Why don't you pay me yourself?" Dill seemed to be tentatively proposing.

"No...... No, minions...... No way. Nanlin staggered back and stammered in response.

"If you don't try, how do you know you can't, huh?" The tail note rises upward, with a hint of seductive charm.

At this time, Dill was like a hunter with a bamboo chest, teasing her dying prey, seeing the prey fleeing in all directions, but never able to escape from her control, the bad taste in her heart was greatly satisfied, and even a heartfelt smile appeared on her face.

At this time, Nanlin was like a lamb that was tied up, obediently curled up in a ball under the sharp claws of the big bad wolf, pretending to be lifeless and dead, in order to escape his destined fate.

"Doesn't Nanlin like me, now that I've given you this opportunity, what are you still struggling with?"

I don't know which word in this sentence touched the person in front of him, the embarrassment and shyness on Nanlin's face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a calm and calm color.

Nan Lin didn't answer Dill 's question, but asked himself, "Your Majesty still remembers General Lin Biao in the Battle of Huaiyang three years ago?" ”

There was a moment of apprehension on Dill's face, although she felt that there should be no such person in the memory of the original owner, but for the sake of safety, she still searched carefully again.

"No, I didn't." Say the answer in the negative with certainty.

"No," Nan Lin suddenly burst into a sad smile on his face, "but that was the first time I met Your Majesty, and it was also the starting point of my love for Your Majesty. ”

Dill only heard the first three words of him, and the words that followed were muttered indistinctly in his mouth, like a string of unconscious gibberish.

As a person who received the full plot, Dill certainly knew the place and time when Nanlin first met the original owner and fell in love with it at first sight.

She also knew what her answer meant for Nanlin. But it's one thing to know, it's another to do it.

Dill had no friendship with Nanlin, and to her, he was just a passer-by in her mission. At best, it's someone who needs special attention because of the original owner's wishes.

As long as the task can be completed in the end, she will not consider what the process will be and what Nanlin's mood will be, nor will she care in the slightest.

Nan Lin quickly walked out of his emotions and regained his usual composure: "Your Majesty, don't be joking, the slave is just a eunuch." ”

Dill smiled and said, "Well, I just made a joke. ”

That being said, Dill didn't care in the slightest.

Calculating the time, it was only less than a year before the original owner was drugged, so how could Nanlin stand by and watch at that time?

Although this time, Dill will not let herself be tricked, but in order to fulfill the original owner's wish, she does not mind acting in a play that will be calculated.