Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

With bright eyes and white teeth, there is still a hint of ruffian in the clean.

"You're so smart, give me an idea."

The young man removed his fair and slender hands from the guqin and looked up at her quietly.

Bai Zhen groaned again in her heart.

Sure enough, every time I look at this kind of fairy face, I am amazed and amazed once...

Ye Yinchen always has white clothes and black hair, and no other extra colors appear on his body.

There is a quiet, calm and gentle temperament lingering around the whole person.

Like a snow lotus blooming alone on a snowy mountain, it is pure and flawless, neither competing nor grabbing, but it will always be the most dazzling existence.

When he met his ink-like eyes, Bai Zhen calmed down and said, "I'm going to fight back."

Ye Yinchen's eyes paused for a moment, and the bottom of his eyes flashed a stern look, but he still asked, "Your Majesty is referring to...?"

"Guangping Wangjun Wuxue." She looked at the young man, "If she wants to stabilize the throne, she must do anything. I would like to hear your advice on this."

Hearing this, the boy's eyelashes drooped slightly, covering his beautiful and moist eyes.

His thin lips were slightly curved, and he said with a slight smile, "Yinchen lives in the boudoir and knows very little about the court. Your Majesty, you asked the wrong person."

Bai Zhen laughed out loud, "If you don't want to help me, just say it, this excuse is too bad."

Ye Yinchen sighed very lightly and said helplessly, "Your Majesty, Yinchen really doesn't understand."

Bai Zhen stretched out her hand and clamped his chin, forcing him to look up at her, "I don't care. If you don't tell me, I'll kiss you."

"Your Majesty, you—"

As soon as the boy refused to say a few words, the whole person was suddenly shrouded in shadow.

A soft-soft touch covered his lips, with a sweet and fresh breath, and a warm and crisp-numb touch.

Those dark eyes widened suddenly.

The kiss lasted only a moment.

Bai Zhen gently rubbed his lips against his lips, and said with a little nostalgia, "It's like this."

The young man suddenly covered his lips, broke free from her fingers, and lowered his head deeply.

Fortunately, the blue silk was long enough to cover the red hot pinna.

Otherwise...you'll lose your life.

The girl's crisp voice sounded in her ears, "Give you five seconds, if you don't say anything... I'll kiss you."

"How can your majesty be so rascal?" Ye Yinchen glared at her angrily.

Bai Zhen smiled slyly.

"Five, four, three, two—"

"Okay. I said not enough."

The boy was forced to sigh helplessly, and said, "The current situation is indeed unfavorable to Your Majesty. But Yin Chen thinks... maybe he can die and live."

Bai Zhen touched her chin and fell into contemplation.

**

Noon two days later.

Bai Zhen left the morning court and had nothing to do. In the name of reviewing the memorials, he sent the servants back, and lay in the imperial study and fell asleep.

She especially likes to be in the sun, because when she wakes up, her whole body is warm.

The noonday sun in early spring was not hot, but rather comfortable.

Bai Zhen was on the peach mountain in her dream, rolling like a happy girl.

But he was disturbed by the sound from outside the door.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty? Rong Lin, the son of the Minister of the Household, is asking to see you."

With a snap.

The book on Bai Zhen's face fell to the ground.

She opened her eyes in a daze. Perhaps because of sweating, there were some black ink stains on her clean forehead, and one of the characters of King was printed on the center of her eyebrows.

Bai Zhen looked around in confusion, only to remember that it was like being in the imperial study, she cleared her throat and said, "Xuan."