Chapter 548 The Top of My Head Is Green

Thank you, Nalanmo went to the bathroom.

After washing up, all the lights in the room had been turned off, except for a night light on the wall emitting a dim yellow light.

Nalan Mo got on the couch without looking sideways, and silently covered the quilt.

It was at this time that Yan Ge's voice came faintly: "Shen Zhi, do you have a concubine Ji in your mansion?"

Nalan Mo's word is Shenzhi, which was bestowed by his mentor.

From the time he could remember, he was indeed cautious in everything, not daring to make mistakes.

Now that he is in a high position, few people call him by his name. Suddenly being asked by His Majesty the Emperor, he was slightly taken aback.

Immediately realized that the emperor was about to reach the crown, it was the time when the youth was in full swing, and it seemed to be human nature for the youth to admire Ai.

Speaking of which, the current emperor doesn't seem to have a lucky woman yet.

In fact, the palace should arrange this matter for the emperor.

His mind turned, and his voice was gentle: "I'm not strong enough. I'm afraid of delaying a woman from a good family. I have never married a wife. I don't have any women around me."

Yan Ge sighed: "Then Shenzhi doesn't yearn for his children? If, if there is a need, how can we solve it?"

This question is a bit too much.

But Yange is the emperor, and Nalanmo only thinks that Yange is a young man who has not yet enlightened, so it is reasonable to be curious about this kind of thing.

Although he himself has never experienced it, he considers himself an expert in this area in front of the young emperor, so he replied calmly: "I am busy all day, I never had such an idea."

Even if there is, he has to solve it by himself. He has a cleanliness habit, and he doesn't want to touch women who don't like him, and he hasn't met the one he likes, so he would rather solve it by himself than just let it go.

But it was impossible for him to say that.

It was probably because he talked about this kind of thing with the emperor, and he himself hadn't solved it for many days, and he discovered that there was something strange in his body.

The emperor in that room was still asking enthusiastically: "Even if you are busy, you should still have this kind of thought? I am also busy every day, and I don't rest in the morning and evening, but it is always, oh..."

The emperor sighed for a long time, Nalanmo felt that the most urgent thing was to choose a queen for the emperor.

Yan Ge lowered his voice, and asked quietly: "Shen Zhi, have you ever read a picture book? It's the kind of picture book that draws about men and women."

Nalan Mo: ...

He had already read such a childish picture book many years ago.

The emperor's lowered voice was a little excited. Hearing this voice, Nalan Mo's mind recalled those picture books he had seen before, and a certain part of his body seemed to be getting more and more uncomfortable.

He moved his fingers, but he didn't dare to move, for fear that the emperor would notice his strangeness.

"Your Majesty, this kind of thing is extremely filthy. Whoever gave it to Your Majesty must have ulterior motives."

Yan Ge just laughed: "I bought it on the street, Shen Zhi, you are not a few years older than me, don't be as pedantic as those old masters, I don't believe you haven't read this kind of picture book."

Before Nalan Mo could speak, Yan Ge asked again: "Shen Zhi, do you have a girl you yearn for?"

Have it? Nalanmo's mind was in a trance, but, although his body was so thirsty, there was no image of a woman in his mind. He rolled his throat and said, "No."

Yan Ge's voice softened and lowered: "When I miss someone, I just want to touch his little hand, kiss his cheek, or hold him in my arms, pull his clothes, and lie down with him. Doing things in a drawing book on the bed..."