A woman dressed as a man and played the male supporting role: the male protagonist always broke the

Chapter 231: The Princess Who Destroyed a Country VS the Brutal Emperor 9
As a female official, Li Fuyun was supposed to follow in, but was suddenly stopped by Eunuch Qian.

"Manager Li, you don't need to work today." Eunuch Qian looked at her with a smile.

Li Fuyun almost lost his composure, and the corners of his mouth curved up a little bit, "In that case, thank you very much, eunuch."

The palace gate slowly closed before her eyes.

Li Fuyun suppressed the anger in his heart and left with Shuying.

The carriage stopped directly outside the Liuli Palace.

Yin Lan carried the person out of the car and walked towards her bedroom.

"Your Majesty, your arm..." Ling Mo was suddenly picked up and subconsciously worried about his shoulder injury.

[Fuck, he's crazy, stop using his hands! ]

When she didn't hear the answer, she realized that because of the male protagonist's sudden intimacy, the little waste was thrown into the small dark room again.

Yin Lan's eyebrows moved slightly before she reacted.

He carried the man into the palace and kicked the door shut.

Then he put the person on the table facing the door.

"Momo, can you please apply the medicine for me?" He readily followed suit and continued to pretend to be weak.

Ling Mo narrowed his eyes, guessed something, sneered in his heart, and nodded in compromise.

Her clothes were a little messy. Yin Lan glanced at her and didn't dare to look at her again, for fear that she would almost eat her like she did just now.

He asked the imperial physician to bring bandages.

Then, under the worried gaze of the imperial physician, he slammed the door shut.

He took off his armor, and then half-pulled off his dark blue robe, revealing his injured left shoulder. The man's arm muscles were bulging and very strong. At this moment, because of Youxiang's proximity, his muscles tensed uncontrollably and became even stronger.

Ling Mo swallowed quietly and forced himself to look at his wound.

As a result, when I moved my eyes downward, I saw distinct muscle textures again.

Ok?
Um? ! !
When did he take off so much?!
Scheming man.

Ling Mo despised and admired at the same time.

Because of their inexperience, not only did their men start fires everywhere, they also frequently pressed on his wounds, causing the wounds that should have healed to bleed again.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I'm sorry, but I really can't..." The woman raised her eyes with tears in her eyes and looked at the man pitifully. Her soft hands gently brushed the skin next to his wound, bringing about a shudder of excitement.

Yin Lan grabbed her rebellious hand, stared at her watery eyes in a dark and gloomy manner, and her mouth was extremely dry.

"I'll teach you." He grabbed her messy hand and picked up the gauze beside her, but instead of bandaging it around her shoulder, he wrapped it around her hand in circles.

"Your Majesty?" Ling Mo looked at him in confusion, as if she didn't understand why he was bandaging her hand when it was clearly him who was injured.

Yin Lan smiled, and held her in her arms, her hot breath hitting her ears: "No hurry, let's treat the other wounds first..."

Before she could refuse, a hot, lustful kiss came upon her, leaving her with nowhere to escape.

The teacup on the table was thrown to the ground.

There was a crisp sound of fragments breaking.

Eunuch Qian outside the palace grabbed Cui'er, who was anxious and wanted to break in.

Then he called on the people around him to leave the temple gate.

"Miss Cui'er, why are you so anxious? Since the princess has entered the palace, this day will happen sooner or later, right?" Eunuch Qian's words made Cui'er freeze.

"It's rare for your Majesty to have someone he likes, and he has promised her the position of queen. You don't have to worry too much." Eunuch Qian reminded them that Cui'er should not be allowed to cause trouble anyway.

If Your Majesty does not get married, who will inherit the great Kingdom of Dayan?

In the previous dynasty, a minister who advised His Majesty to select a beauty would die every once in a while. In all these years, this is the first woman who has made His Majesty fall in love with her.

Those old foxes did not actually take action because of this. Otherwise, how could Eunuch Qian alone withstand the schemes of the two prime ministers?

Inside the palace. Ling Mo's cheeks were flushed, and his clothes were taken off, leaving only his underwear. If the man had not still had a trace of rationality, he would have kept it until the day of the wedding, and it would not have ended easily.

He casually wrapped his shoulder with gauze and wiped the blood off her cheek with some remorse, "Sorry, I scared you."

Ling Mo turned his head angrily and buried his face in the quilt.

If she wasn't afraid of ruining her character, she would point at the hero's head and curse him.

[You are so anxious, you are risking your life! ]

[Huh? I'm out? The male lead this time is not good enough. ] The system shook its head as soon as it came out.

[Little waste, exchange it for powder for treating external injuries. ]

[Ah? Ah? ! ! Still playing so hard? ]

[……] The system has definitely been infected by the male protagonist, and his brain is filled with pornographic garbage every day.

[We didn't do anything, he's injured, hurry up. ]

The quilt was pulled open.

"Don't bore yourself." Yin Lan's voice was filled with pleading, "Okay Momo, I'll really just use medicine this time."

"Really?"

Seeing the innocent expression on the woman's face, Yin Lan suppressed her evil thoughts and nodded affirmatively, "I will never lie to you."

Ling Mo sat up and unwrapped the mess of cloth he had just wrapped.

She won't make trouble this time, otherwise she will suffer in the end.

I applied the medicine and bandaged it as he said.

The bed was stained with his blood. Ling Mo was angry at first but didn't notice it. After he found out, he got even angrier and said he would never lie down again no matter what.

The maid came in to change things.

Yin Lan and she had dinner in the side hall.

"You like this."

Seeing that everything in the bowl was what he liked to eat, Ling Mo looked at Yin Lan in confusion: "Your Majesty, how do you know what I like to eat?"

“……”Written by the secret guard.

Of course, Yin Lan couldn't tell the truth, "You have used these many times."

Ling Mo couldn't help laughing and took a sip of soup to hide his smile.

He was not exposed, and the meal passed by in a state of confusion.

Yin Lan had some self-awareness. Although she was reluctant, she still returned to her palace to sleep.

After reviewing the pile of memorials all night, he simply washed up and went to attend the morning court.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report."

A minister stood up.

"Princess Xu Lian is not from Great Yan. If we marry her as our queen, I'm afraid the people will be unstable..."

Yin Lan rushed back after many days of running around and had not slept all night, so he already had a headache. When he heard the ministers below nagging him to give up on making Ling Mo the queen, a trace of hostility flashed in his eyes, and a faint murderous aura filled the air.

He held his forehead with one hand and looked coldly at the person below him: "According to what you said, what should I do?"

“I think that your majesty’s harem has been empty for many years. Now that you are willing to open a harem, you might as well take a princess as your consort and hold a beauty contest at the same time to prolong the future of Great Yan.” After the minister finished speaking, the entire morning court fell silent.

"I will only marry Princess Xu Lian in this life." Yin Lan said this, and all those who had been planning to stuff women into the arms of His Majesty, who had just started having sex, were surprised.

A man having three wives and four concubines, not to mention a king having three thousand beauties in his harem, and living alone for life, has always been a story in stories. Your Majesty, you are joking.

But when they saw him ordering the minister who made the remonstrance to be dragged down and beaten with fifty sticks, everyone knew that he was serious.

(End of this chapter)