Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

"What? Are you scared now? Raise your head and look at me when I talk." Yan Zhijun looked at Ning Huaimian and said indifferently.

Ning Huaimian pretended to be calm and looked directly at Lord Yan: "Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Yan Zhijun raised his voice and said, "Oh? What did you do to get me to forgive you? Tell me what you did and let me hear it."

Ning Huaimian's voice trembled: "I, the villain..."

"Ning Huaimian, do you still remember what you said at the beginning? If you want revenge, you have to abandon everything, risk everything, and do whatever it takes?" Yan Zhijun interrupted him.

"It's a pity that I didn't see your determination."

He said disappointedly, turning around and leaving.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I took a step, I was hugged by Ning Huaimian behind me.

Ning Huaimian's hands trembled slightly, and he pretended to be calm and said, "Your Majesty, I am willing to do anything I want..."

As he said this, he walked up to the King of Yan, stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of his lips affectionately: "Just now, I was just frightened by your Majesty's identity and I haven't recovered yet. Your Majesty, please don't be angry, okay..."

"Your Majesty, please don't be angry with Mianmian. Your Majesty can do whatever you want to Mianmian..."

Seeing Ning Huaimian blushing and saying shameful words, Yan Zhijun felt confused and couldn't help but teasing, "Mianmian?"

Ning Huaimian boldly touched his lips and exhaled softly, "It's your majesty's Mianmian."

Yan Zhijun couldn't help but turned his head and burst out laughing. In the end, he laughed louder and louder: "Hahaha...Okay...My Mianmian."

The chief eunuch, Eunuch Li, suddenly heard His Majesty's laughter outside the door, and a rare expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

It seems that the beauty His Majesty brought back is no simple character, as she can make His Majesty laugh so happily.

Whenever he is around Your Majesty, does he always sneer or smile evilly?

It seems that this beauty cannot be offended easily and must be treated well.

After a while, Yan Zhijun stopped laughing, looked at Ning Huaimian who looked confused, and said slowly: "I didn't ask you to come here to do that kind of thing, I just want you to be a shield, help me stop those women in the harem, and observe if any of them have any strange behavior."

"You just need to act intimately with me at ordinary times, so that they will think that I love you very much."

"And you can use my power to do whatever you want. As long as you don't cross the line, I will always pamper you, my Mianmian."

Ning Huaimian was stunned, his face flushed, and he replied: "Yes, Your Majesty, I know."

It turned out that he was overthinking.

That’s right, how could His Majesty be interested in a young prostitute of humble origins like him?

When Ning Huaimian was lost in thought, Yan Zhijun suddenly reached out and pinched Ning Huaimian's cheek, teasing him, "Mianmian, you have to get used to these intimate actions..."

"Also, you must call yourself "me" in front of me, understand?"

"Well... okay..." Ning Huaimian looked up at him, his eyes full of shyness, like a confused little deer.

Seeing this, Yan Zhijun narrowed his eyes, let go of her hand, and walked behind the screen: "Come and change my clothes. I will stay with you tonight."

He ignored his own throbbing and thought absentmindedly.

She was indeed a seductive woman, and he was attracted by her at first sight.

When Ning Huaimian woke up the next day, King Yan had already gotten up to attend the morning court.

Ning Huaimian sighed: [Being an emperor is really miserable. You have to work hard every day, get up earlier than a chicken, and sleep later than a dog.]

It's really not as good as his role as the devil king. He just throws things to his subordinates when there is something to do. Who dares to come to him?

But I don’t know what happened to the abyss after he left. If I have time... forget it, I don’t have time to go back.

Bai Jihei couldn't help but nod in agreement: [Today I saw Yan Zhijun got up before dawn. ]

Ning Huaimian said calmly: [Not everyone can be the emperor? You can only gain if you give. Without giving, there would be no achievements today. ]

[For example, Yan Lin, that mentally challenged idiot, can only be inferior to him forever. ]

As soon as Ning Huaimian stood up, several eunuchs came in and helped him wash and dress.

Although Ning Huaimian was a little uncomfortable, he still obediently let them dress him up.

Soon they packed up and retreated quietly.

At this time, the King of Yan had just left the court.

He came to Ning Huaimian without even changing his clothes after the morning court session. When he saw Ning Huaimian, a hint of surprise flashed across Yan Zhijun's eyes.

The boy is good-looking to begin with, and he looks even more eye-catching after dressing up carefully.

The young man was wearing a red robe with a belt tightly wrapped around his waist, making his waist look even thinner, as if it could be held with one hand.

His long black hair was not tied up, but only with a red silk thread, which made the strands of hair on his forehead show out mischievously.

I saw Yan Zhijun walked up to him, combed his hair, and said softly: "Mianmian is so beautiful."

Ning Huaimian drew circles on Yan Zhijun's chest with her fingertips, and said coquettishly with red ears: "Your Majesty is also very handsome. Mianmian likes Your Majesty very much."

"Your Majesty has only been gone for a while, and Mianmian misses you already."

Yan Zhijun pinched his nose and coaxed, "Then I will stay at Mianmian's place tonight, okay?"

Although he said such ambiguous words, there was no emotion in his eyes.

Ning Huaimian: This Best Actor award belongs to you.

The maids and eunuchs who followed in lowered their heads and dared not look around.

Ning Huaimian and Yan Zhijun stayed together for a long time before ordering someone to serve the meal.

Just as they sat down, a palace maid ran in hurriedly, crying, "Your Majesty!! Our queen suddenly vomited blood, please go and see her!"

Ning Huaimian looked at the King of Yan with concern, frowned and said, "Your Majesty..."

Yan Zhijun put down his chopsticks and patted his head soothingly.

Then he looked down at the palace maid kneeling on the ground with a dignified look, and said indifferently: "Who is your queen? If you vomit blood, why do you come to me instead of the imperial physician?!"

"Let me treat her?!" He threw the cup in his hand to her side, his eyes as cold as ice without any warmth.

The maid kowtowed and cried, "Your Majesty, our queen is Queen Jiang Yi. She just misses you so much that she wants you to go and see her. Please go and see her..."

Ning Huaimian on the side suddenly said, "Your Majesty's health is very important. Your Majesty has not eaten since returning from the morning court, so let your queen wait for a while."

"And can your majesty afford to wait?"

As soon as the maid stopped crying, she looked at Ning Huaimian, suppressed the disgust in her eyes and said, "I can wait. As long as your Majesty comes, your Majesty will be very happy no matter what time it is."

Yan Zhijun picked up some food for Ning Huaimian and said, "Then go down. I will go see your queen."

The maid bowed and withdrew: "Yes, Your Majesty."

When she turned around, her face was full of malice.

Sleeping beauty...just wait.

After the maid left, Lord Yan looked at Ning Huaimian and said softly, "Mianmian, come with me later, okay?"

Ning Huaimian said meekly, "Yes."

Yan Zhijun's heart softened and he kissed his cheek: "Mianmian is so good."