The Prime Minister has something to do

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"The only capriciousness in my life is with you. I wanted it a few years ago, but then I desperately wanted to give it up. Now, it's hard to let go...

The young emperor let out a soft sigh from his mouth, with a bit of bewilderment that he could not have wished for. For some reason, he repeated irritably: "I regret it, I regret it..."

He Houhan didn't know what to say, he just struggled to maintain a stiff posture.

Knowing that he let out a loud wow, the bright eyelids of the two people cuddling together under the bright sunlight, their looks are so beautiful that they are not like all the noble emperors in the world, and the pale, weak and powerless young man in front of him , A little tiredness rolled out of his dark pupils.

What's the Prime Minister's Sadness (Complete)

In the second year of Yuanchang, at the end of summer.

He Houhan spent more than a month in the palace with nothing to do, and he actually tasted a little bit of leisurely contentment. He didn't know if he had slept too long and his mind was lazy, or he had realized life and death.

But... a dark cloud in his heart lingers, self-deception has never been in his nature, he is just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

On this day, he operated his internal energy on his own. Compared with the situation where he could not condense his internal energy for a few hours before, he is now much better. After a week of concentrated operation, He Houhan estimated that he had probably recovered [-] to [-]% of his internal energy. Sighing softly, he opened his eyes.

Chong Yuan was sitting on the side and staring at him quietly, I don't know how long he has been here.

He Houhan didn't speak, but lowered his head slightly, with a submissive and silent look.

Chong Yuan stretched out his hand slowly, with a calm command.

He stretched out his fingertips, and gently slid across He Houhan's face, then with a sudden force, broke He Houhan's cheek, lowered his head to enclose his lips, and penetrated a little bit.

He Houhan trembled, and then pushed hard, but he no longer had any hope in his heart, he was very clear, very clear... But at this moment, Chong Yuan, who had surpassed him in force a few years ago, The emperor, who was pushed away by his palm, slipped off the bed as if his lower body was unstable, and He Houhan suddenly became suspicious.

Chong Yuan's complexion was not very good, I don't know if it was annoyed by being contradicted, or something else... He paused slightly, then suddenly stretched out a hand, this time increased the strength, making He Houhan unable to struggle, Unbuttoning his clothes, He Houhan's appetite and stomach have been sluggish these days. At this time, his body is still as thin as a stick, and he is hurt by Chong Yuan's heavy hand, and there are some painful fine lines between his brows. His cheeks were already sunken and haggard, so his forbearance looked even more pitiful.

Chong Yuan pursed his lips slightly, and pulled He Houhan's two thin and weak legs away.

He Houhan couldn't even move an inch. He regretted his weakness, and suddenly his heart was filled with uncontrollable retreat. His waist suddenly arched, his brows and eyelashes were wet with sweat, and he closed his eyes tightly in pain.

Chong Yuan took off his outer shirt, and his delicate and strong chest and back looked very forbearing and stable, but his smooth forehead was covered with patient sweat, his beautiful eyebrows were full of □, and his black and white pupils ignited sparkling fire.

He Houhan heard Chong Yuan let out a slight sigh, then paused, and for some reason, seemed to blame himself: "It's bleeding..."

Chong Yuan sighed softly: "I'm being reckless..."

He Houhan's face turned paler and frightening, as if he was in extreme pain, but he couldn't speak. He endured it for a while, and then couldn't resist resisting the person who pushed and pushed him, and cried out in pain, "Your Majesty!" ,emperor……"

Chong Yuan seemed to have broken a string, and He Houhan choked up intermittently, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

After a long time, He Houhan's consciousness has been forced into a trance by the continuous stimulation and pain. He heard a sigh of satisfaction, his legs that had been suppressed all the time relaxed, and a warm and slightly moist body covered him. , hugged him tenderly.

After this day, Chongyuan began to stay in Hehouhan's residence every day.

He Houhan didn't feel at ease any more, and his heart was full of fear and anxiety all day long. After a period of time, he became more and more tired and haggard, and his newly raised body became thinner again.

He looked at Chongyuan, and his voice was full of pleading: "Your Majesty, please let this humble minister leave the palace, minister, if you do not resign from office, I beg your majesty... let this humble minister go."

Chong Yuan smiled and said, "When did I say I won't let you go?"

Empress He was speechless and just stared at him silently.

Chong Yuan sighed lightly: "I said earlier that I must take good care of your body first."

He Houhan continued: "The emperor is here every day, and I am lucky to be here, how can I take care of my body..."

Chong Yuan didn't speak, and showed an inexplicable smile for a while, as if with a trace of nostalgia.He said softly: "I know."

After finishing speaking, he got up and left, walked to the door, turned around and pointed to the food box on the side, and said: "Eat more."

He Houhan was extremely desperate, and he didn't know when he would be able to get rid of all this.

He didn't expect that the turning point would come so soon.

Zheng Yirou didn't know why the emperor didn't go to the harem for a while, and the cold-faced eunuchs around Chongyuan didn't eat oil, salt, soft and hard, she couldn't get any news.But today she got the news from the maid under Concubine De... Chongyuan hid a beauty in the palace, and she favored her day and night.

Zheng Yirou gave birth to the prince Mingzhu, who was promoted from a concubine to a noble concubine a year ago, and now there is only this little prince in the palace, so naturally everyone respects her, she is arrogant and indulgent by nature, this time she is even more arrogant.

Knowing that Chong Yuan's mind was on some woman in the palace, she was naturally jealous and angry, spent a lot of time to buy news from the Palace of the Concubine De, and found the residence of He Houhan after finding time to bring a thousand palace people.

He Houhan just woke up from his nap when he was kicked open the door by a group of people.

When he saw that the person who led the way in was a petite woman with exquisite makeup, dressed in the clothes and accessories of a concubine in the palace, he understood the general idea in a flash, couldn't help but smiled wryly in his heart, and felt absurd.He has assisted the emperor since he was 13 years old, risked his life, spared his life for the people of the Shun Dynasty to live and work in peace and contentment, and made great achievements on the battlefield... How did he fall to this point now?To actually endure the insult of the emperor's wife here...

He Houhan suddenly felt an inexplicable sourness and melancholy in his heart.He silently looked at Zheng Yirou, it was obvious that she was full of love for Chongyuan...

Zheng Yirou had never seen He Houhan before, let alone seeing a man when she mobilized the crowd, she was taken aback, how could there be a man in the palace? ... A very handsome but thin young man, with calm eyes, he looks a bit similar to Chong Yuan.

She stood there puzzled, not knowing what to do.

The group of people behind her didn't know what to do without waiting for her master's order.

He Houhan suddenly opened his mouth and said: "This lady...Xiaomin is a painter who was ordered to enter the palace to preserve the lotus flowers that bloomed this summer for His Majesty, but Xiaomin is weak, the sun is too big today, Xiaomin's physical strength He fainted due to heatstroke, but thanks to the kindness of His Majesty the Emperor, he allowed the common people to rest here for a while." His words were earnest and methodical, his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, and he looked aboveboard, without the slightest fear.After He Houhan finished speaking, a humble smile that was unique to a small person appeared on his face just right.

Zheng Yirou couldn't help groaning, she felt that something was a little strange, but her brain was not as good as He Houhan's, so naturally she couldn't find He Houhan's flaws.

The little eunuch behind her was very powerful, and shouted loudly: "In this case, why don't you be polite when you see Concubine Rougui? The empress is still standing, but you are sitting on the bed instead, what a shame! You don't kneel down !"

Zheng Yirou thought about it, this is also a step, so she didn't speak, and waited for He Houhan to salute.

Empress He was expressionless, and said coldly: "Xiao Min's summer heat has not subsided, and it is still a problem to stand up. Besides, His Majesty the Emperor told Xiao Min to rest well. Is it possible that the empress is going against the holy will?"

The little eunuch who was talking fell silent, but Zheng Yirou said angrily, "How dare you argue!"

Empress He didn't know what feeling in her heart, such a concubine...

At this moment, as if the situation was not chaotic enough, another group of people came in from outside the door.

It was the concubine Li Xi who took the lead.

As soon as the two parties met, Zheng Yirou seemed to have come to her senses suddenly, pointed at Li Xi, her face flushed with anger, and she said angrily: "Some people just lost their sons, so they can't see others well!"

After hearing this, Li Xi didn't get angry as Zheng Yirou expected, but showed a kind of compassion in his eyes, which made Zheng Yirou's heart tremble. It wasn't so scary... but, it was like looking at a dead person...

Li Xi politely saluted Chaohe Houhan slightly, and said: "I have disturbed your rest, I cannot blame it."

He Houhan didn't bother to pay attention, waved his hand, and said nothing.

Zheng Yirou seemed to have touched something, but felt a little terrified, subconsciously unable to think about it.

Li Xi glanced at her, smiled slightly, and took the lead to leave.

Zheng Yirou couldn't help but stomped her foot hard and left in a hurry.

That night, Chong Yuan came to He Houhan's place, didn't say anything, just hugged He Houhan over and over again and did it to his heart's content. After finishing, he sighed softly, took out something and put it in his hand. He Houhan said: "You are still the commander of the hidden guards, and I have always reserved the position of prime minister for you. When you go home and take care of yourself, I will wait for you." He Houhan put on the obscene clothes and trousers carefully, and tied up his coat.

As soon as the window opened, a hidden guard fell in. He Houhan felt that he looked familiar. Looking carefully, it was the one who summoned him into the palace for the first time many years ago...the unlucky guy who had been slapped by him.

The hidden guard saluted He Houhan first, and said in a deep voice, "This subordinate has seen the commander."

He Houhan felt that this happened yesterday, so he couldn't help but nodded naturally.

For a moment, those twists and turns and hard years in the middle