The actor doesn't want to be chased [Quick Transmigration]

Incense burns quietly, lingering in the room.

The person lying behind the bed curtain was still wearing a Chinese robe, and she folded her hands on her abdomen and fell asleep peacefully.

The empress had been in a coma for a long time, knowing that she didn't like others to touch her without permission, the attendants didn't dare to go forward and change into a more comfortable outfit for her.

Just staying awake for six days is already the limit.

The servants were naturally afraid of being decapitated and did not dare to go forward; at this time, there was probably only one person who could risk being directly shot by His Majesty.

"Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan." The palace guards outside the palace walked carefully to lead the way, but their faces couldn't hide their joy, "Your Majesty will be happy to see you."

It's not necessarily happy, it's just that there is still a little chance of survival.

The visitor casually put on a Tsing Yi, his ink-like long hair was scattered over his shoulders, and his brows and eyes were full of indifference.

Even if he was about to face the moody His Majesty at this time, he didn't have the slightest fear.

"How long has Your Majesty been in a coma?" The man called Mr. Yan frowned and asked the attendant.

"Mr. Hui, it's been six days." The palace man immediately responded honestly, with respectful expressions in his eyes.

"That's right, go down and bring the queen up later." The man responded casually and stepped into the hall where the palace people avoided.

"No." The palace servants agreed, and they all retreated consciously, leaving the palace to this gentleman.

When Yan He entered the palace, he took out another incense stick from his bosom, borrowed the fire, and ignited it in the room instead of the original incense.

The new fragrance has a fresher and more pleasant smell, which is a bit elegant but not dull.

The person on the bed also seemed to smell the difference, his face was a little more rosy and relieved, but not only did he not intend to wake up at all, but he seemed to have fallen asleep even more.

"Your Majesty." Yan He, who walked to the side of the dragon bed, glanced at the "woman" wearing a skirt on the bed.

That gorgeous robe was worn by the empress at the banquet, and it was at that time that the empress suddenly fell down and remained unconscious until today.

The empress who fell into a deep sleep naturally couldn't hear Yan He's call, her breathing was natural and long, and there was no sign of waking up.

Yan He didn't care but took a step forward and sat sideways on the dragon bed.

He stretched out his hand and touched the gorgeous clothes on the empress, and slowly but absolutely quickly took off the heavy and complicated clothes from the empress.

From the outside to the inside, until the empress was stripped naked, revealing the figure that obviously did not belong to her daughter, Yan He stopped, reached out and wrung out the handkerchief in the copper basin prepared by the side, and carefully caressed the young man on the bed. wiped himself.

During the whole process, his face was extremely dull, as if the secret that the empress was a man was insignificant in his eyes.

After drying the Empress, Yan He put on clean clothes for him layer by layer, until finally when he put on the belt, there was a little accident.

Those delicate and small eyes blinked and then slowly opened, just in time to meet Yan He's pupils.

With four eyes facing each other, Yan He looked at the suspicion and scrutiny that flashed away in the other party's eyes, and the indifference in his eyes gradually faded away.

He finally smiled and said slowly, "Your Majesty, you are finally awake."

"Slave, but I have been waiting for a long time."

That's right, his identity in this world is a slave brought back to the palace by the empress on a whim, not even qualified to be a concubine.What's more, the background of this whole world is a world of women, and men's status is already low, let alone men's slaves.

However, such a most inferior male-slave has mastered the secret of the country's most noble empress, and even killed the empress directly by means.

Fortunately, now that the empress is dead, Yan He's mood has improved a little with a new person in the shell.

"Yan He." The empress pursed her lips, and finally faded away all the expressions on her face, revealing a bit of caution on the beautiful ground.

"How come your majesty can call me by my name directly, but still don't want to look at me?" He stretched out his hand to fasten the last corner of the man's belt, and then looked up at him, "whatever your majesty wants, just say it, even if you want it Yan He will definitely be able to fetch the stars and the moon for you."

What he said was swearing, not at all like a powerless male slave, but like a high-ranking king, holding great power and omnipotent.

The empress looked up at him, but she didn't have any intention of refuting.

After the queen gritted her teeth and stepped into the hall, what she saw was the empress sitting on the side of the bed with a blank expression, while her slave half-kneeled in front of her and straightened her clothes.

The scene between the two looks extremely beautiful, and it is unbearable to disturb, but there is a hint of undercurrent.

The foot he had just summoned up the courage to step out retracted again, ready to flee this strange atmosphere quickly while the two people in the room didn't notice him.

It's a pity that he was stopped before he could act.

"Empress?" The high-ranking slave asked with some doubts, but no emotion could be heard from the voice.

The person at the door was instantly cowardly because of this sentence, and he stood obediently at the same place and did not dare to take a step: "I think His Majesty has just woken up, and I am going to order to prepare some food..."

"It's better to leave these matters to the slave. Your Majesty just woke up and needed you, the Queen." Yan He smiled slightly, as if he believed what the other party said, "Then the lady was chatting with the majesty, and the slave left first. .”

As he spoke, he left the palace and even closed the palace gate casually.

"Your Majesty is awake?" The palace servants waiting outside the palace couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive when they saw him coming out.

"Your Majesty is naturally awake. Go down and prepare some food. Today, Your Majesty and Your Majesty will be having dinner in the palace." Yan He ordered a few words, ignoring the surprise of the opposite palace man when they heard these words, and then He walked straight back to his residence.

His residence is in a remote part of the palace, but it is not simple, even if he is a slave, but during the six days when the empress was in a coma, he handled all the government affairs, and the people in the palace were not sure what the attitude of the person above him was. It can only be treated well.

It's just that this scheming person doesn't need others to serve him, and the servants who were originally assigned were all sent out. After all, this is a place that only he can enter.

Yan He opened one of the small drawers, took out the paintings inside one by one and laid them flat.

The owner of each painting is the same person, and may have different looks and expressions, but they are all naked-exposed, showing a clearly masculine emblem of the "Empress".

This is the handle used by "he" in the past to threaten the empress, and it is also the real reason why he can be the only one who can get close to the empress's side and handle government affairs when the empress occasionally faints.

It's just that at this point it's clear that none of this is necessary.

Yan He put the paper into the fire pit that had just been lit, watched the flames devour all the patterns, and then stood up to meet someone who just ran towards this side.

The empress was still wearing the clothes he had kissed on her gloves just now, and it seemed that because she came trotting over, her overly delicate little face was still a little blush.The queen behind him was already out of breath, leaning against the wall to rest.

"Your Majesty?" Yan He frowned and looked at his little master who could forget to put on his shoes, and his empress interrupted the reproach before he could say it.

"I order you to follow me at all times." The empress calmed her breath, and suddenly spoke slowly.That request seemed a bit childish and every family spoke casually in a fit of anger.

Yan He was stunned for a moment, but soon responded with a smile.

His appearance also looks very handsome, but in this country where men should be enchanting and glamorous, he seems a bit mediocre.

On the contrary, the current empress standing behind the empress, with firm skin and beautiful appearance, made the whole beauty look even more plain.

However, the empress seemed to be unable to see the person behind her, and stared blankly at the person in front of her. He bit his lip slightly, and the very natural dependence was directly revealed on his face. Even the queen behind him was a little shocked that His Majesty could completely Trusting the slave is even more pitiful looking at the other party as if waiting for the other party's forgiveness.

Feeling as if she had gone to the wrong venue, the queen gritted her teeth and tried to stand to the side to minimize her sense of existence.

"Then what are you waiting for, follow me back to the palace." The empress stopped looking at him after she finished speaking, and turned around only to find that there was the empress who was with him just now behind her.

"The queen will go back to her bedroom first."

The empress responded and returned to the bedroom as if she was relieved, leaving the most honorable empress and the lowly but powerful slave walking on the road one after the other.

When the queen's figure completely disappeared from the range that the two could see, the empress stopped and waited until the slave reached a level with him before taking a step together.

The young man put away his pitiful appearance just now, and his delicate eyebrows frowned slightly: "What do you think, what about the queen?"

"Your strategy target will naturally not be too ordinary." Yan He recalled the man who had been thinking of running away just now, and then looked at the empress with a little more smile in his eyes, "I just didn't expect you to be so unreasonable." Accept him."

"It's not just that he's not welcome, he looks down on the original owner in his heart." The young man shook his head, "Just like you in the memory of the original owner."

The boy's eyes were full of seriousness, and Yan He also stopped joking.

Thinking of the hatred and killing intent of the empress and the entire country system in the body he was using, he suddenly frowned.