The sacred tree is about to pass, and the cannon fodder's wish countdown is coming

At the end of the day, Lu Shi was so tired that she couldn't even straighten her back, but she secretly took a pill, which saved her spiritual power and divine strength. In the end, nothing happened, but she still had to pretend, so among the group, she was the one who complained the most about being tired.

"Ouch, my waist is breaking, it's breaking!"

Lu Shi held his waist and cried out in pain, which annoyed Xie Yue and others.

"Ruofeng, go give her a massage."

"No, no, I can just lie down by myself."

Although the original owner's secret of disguising herself as a man would not be easily discovered after she arrived, it is better to be safe than sorry. If Ruofeng really presses her waist and makes her suspicious, it would not be worth it.

After saying that, Lu Shi glanced towards Xie Yue and found that he was also secretly pressing his waist. Only then did he realize that his hands stopped moving after he looked over.

Lu Shi's eyes rolled around, then they lit up and she ran to Xie Yue in a flash. It seemed that she had even forgotten that she was pretending to have a backache. She looked full of energy, which made Xie Yue look at her in surprise.

"Your Highness, I have learned a secret massage technique. I will give you a massage."

The little emperor moved his face closer, so close that the hair on his face could be seen clearly. His bright big eyes were full of anticipation and curiosity as he stared at Xie Yue without blinking.

Xie Yue felt very uncomfortable being so close to someone and being stared at like that. He had never been so close to anyone before, let alone the person in front of him was the Little Emperor, with whom he had some old grudges.

His eyes moved slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid this overly scorching gaze. However, before he could open his mouth to refuse the little emperor's massage proposal, a certain overly enthusiastic little emperor had already reached out and pressed his shoulders, pressing him directly onto the couch.

"Don't move, my lord!"

Just as Xie Yue was about to struggle to stand up, he heard the little emperor's voice with a commanding tone coming from above his head.

The little emperor was not very strong, and Xie Yue could have easily broken free, but for some reason, he hesitated for a moment and ultimately did not resist.

I am indeed tired today, and my waist aches slightly. If the little emperor had this ability, he would feel better.

The slightly cool fingers gently touched the waist without stopping. Through a thin layer of clothes, Xie Yue seemed to be able to feel the shape of the other's palm and the subtle coolness.

The little emperor seemed to have really learned the massage method. His hands were kneading his waist neither lightly nor heavily. As the little emperor moved, the skin on his waist gradually became hot. An indescribable feeling surged in his heart, making him involuntarily tense his body.

"Your Highness, please relax a little, otherwise the effect will be minimal."

The little emperor was so focused on the movements of his hands that even his clear voice was filled with seriousness. Xie Yue tightened his grip on his clothes, but in the end, the comfort around his waist took over, and he slowly relaxed his body.

"Your Majesty, where did you learn this massage technique?"

"I have read a few storybooks that are very famous. I learned the massage technique from these storybooks."

"Read less in the future. Your Majesty can read more of the books I sent you."

There was a place in the palace specifically for storing the books sent by Xie Yue. At that time, the original owner had just ascended the throne and their relationship was not bad. Xie Yue specially found many books on the way of emperors for the original owner to study.

But the original owner, who had never read a book, couldn't even recognize a few words, so naturally they just gathered dust. Later, when he finally learned to read, the relationship between the two became strained again.

The original owner was also impatient to read these and preferred to read some storybooks.

But if you really compare them, eating, drinking and having fun are more appealing to the original owner than reading.

"Compared to reading, I think walking cats and dogs and eating delicious food is more suitable for me."

Xie Yue's eyelids jumped when he heard the little emperor's lack of ambition, but the little emperor seemed to think that it was not enough.

"I think things are pretty good now. Your Highness has strong management skills and manages the court properly. I am very confident in your management. So, I will trouble you to take care of these government affairs in the future. I don't understand anything, but I will always stand behind you and support you silently."

"enough."

Xie Yue suddenly stopped Lu Shi's massage and stood up, his face silently turning cold.

"You are the emperor, this world belongs to you."

"It can also be your world." Lu Shi replied in a low voice, and then found that Han Yue's face became even colder.

Han Yue's tone was slightly cold, "Your Majesty, please stop talking nonsense."

"I understand, I won't say anything."

Seeing that Xie Yue's expression had eased a little, Lu Shi breathed a sigh of relief.

She found that she seemed to have misunderstood Xie Yue from the beginning. It seemed that the regent really had no intention of seizing the throne.

But why...

Before Lu Shi could figure it out, Xie Yue's calm voice rang in his ears again, "Your Majesty, have you ever thought about what would happen if I am no longer around?"

"Gone? Where is the prince going?"

"Don't worry about it!" Xie Yue frowned, and a feeling of inexplicable depression welled up in his heart and lingered for a long time.

"Why not? And you didn't call me Your Majesty just now."

Xie Yue felt a lump in his heart, and the depressed mood in his chest was neither rising nor falling. It took a long time for it to calm down.

"Your Majesty, from now on, you will continue to attend the morning court as usual and participate in court affairs."

"Yes." Lu Shi just realized that he had just made someone angry again. At this time, he didn't dare to refute at all.

"It's getting late. I'll let Ruofeng escort Your Majesty back to the palace."

Han Yue raised his hand to rub his sore forehead. Just as he was about to call Ruofeng, who had just retreated during the massage, the little emperor grabbed his hand.

"Your Highness, don't worry. I will treat the wound on your hand first."

"Don't bother your Majesty..."

"Don't bother me, I'm happy with it!"

She hadn't noticed before that Xie Yue's beautiful hands were covered with dense, tiny wounds after a day's work, all of which were ruthlessly cut by the straw. Even she, who was not a hand control freak, couldn't help but feel pity for him.

The kind-hearted little emperor immediately took out a small jar of ointment, dipped some on his fingers, and gently applied it to the wounds. His movements were light and delicate, as if he was protecting a precious treasure, gently making circles on the wounds.

Tsk.

The medicine had been applied, but her hand still lingered on Xie Yue's hand, as if she couldn't let go.

These white, slender hands with distinct joints, like carefully carved works of art, and these skin as white as jade, smooth and delicate, are so beautiful and pleasant to touch that she is a little jealous.

The calloused fingertips rubbed against the skin, and Xie Yue, who had originally allowed the little emperor to apply medicine to him, finally noticed something was wrong.

The little emperor's hand quietly lifted his sleeve, and his rough fingertips moved to his wrist and upwards...

Xie Yue inexplicably looked up at the little emperor and happened to see the look in Lu Shi's eyes, which seemed a little... lustful.

Could it be that the little emperor...

As if burned by fire, Xie Yue was frightened by his own guess and quickly pulled his hand back.

"Come here, send His Majesty back to the palace!"