Infinite rebirth, I and the sick and tyrant fight each other passionately

Chapter Forty-ninth About the Minister's Bumping

Su Yi first kneaded the shampoo into rich foam, then placed it on Qin Zhaohan's head and massaged it gently with her fingertips.

"How is it? Not bad, Your Majesty?"

Qin Zhaohan was surprised. He didn't expect that Su Yi, who looked carefree and crazy, had such a delicate side and could actually use relaxation and massage techniques.

"Alright."

He coughed softly, not wanting Su Yi to be too proud.

Su Yi tsked lightly, and seeing how much he enjoyed it, it was rare that she didn't reply.

"Your technique is so skillful, it doesn't seem like it's your first time."

Qin Zhaohan suddenly spoke with an unclear tone.

When Su Yi mentioned this matter, she paused her hands and pretended to be relaxed.

"Of course it's not the first time. I've practiced before."

Have you practiced before? Is it like today?

He didn't know why, but when he thought that Su Yi had done this to other men, he felt inexplicably choked up and felt uncomfortable saying anything.

Su Yi didn't realize what Qin Zhaohan was thinking. At this moment, he was still hesitating about which scent of shower gel was better.

Seeing that she didn't take the initiative to speak, Qin Zhaohan finally couldn't help but ask first.

"Who was the last man you bathed like this?"

Su Yi fiddled with the shower gel for a moment, then looked at the man and asked doubtfully.

"What man?"

Qin Zhaohan: "Could it be that the person you trained with before was not a man?"

Su Yi rolled her eyes at him, "What are you thinking about? It's my grandma."

When she mentioned her grandmother, Su Yi's voice became rare and her tone became a little low, as if she was remembering something bad.

"My grandma was seriously ill at the time, and I took care of her in the hospital during the last period of her life. I did all the changing of clothes and bathing, and occasionally I would add massages, like this."

With that said, Su Yi squeezed some shower gel on her hand and started massaging Qin Zhaohan's shoulders.

After the man reacted, he coughed lightly and stroked Su Yi's hand away.

"I don't need you to serve me. You, you go back and rest first."

Su Yi tilted her head and quickly understood what the man meant.

Did he think that giving him a bath would remind him of his grandmother and make him sad? Unexpectedly, this man was quite attentive.

"I'm not tired. That happened many years ago. In my heart, she gradually turned into a beautiful memory. I won't be sad when I think about it now."

After Su Yi finished speaking, Qin Zhaohan did not stop her.

"Do I care about this? I'm just worried that you won't be able to help me complete the task better when you are tired."

Su Yi: How can this person be so face-conscious like a child? No wonder he can’t be an emperor that the civil servants like. Those civil servants who value face the most and would kill themselves by hitting a pillar from time to time, how could they like an emperor who admits his mistakes and is considerate?

Such an awkward emperor.

Thinking of this, Su Yi rolled her eyes and said.

"Qin Zhaohan, after you ascended the throne, did many civil servants commit suicide by hitting pillars?"

Hearing Su Yi call him by his first name, Qin Zhaohan frowned. It had been a long time since he heard someone call him by his first name. It had been so long that he was stunned when he heard someone call him that.

Anyone else would have died long ago, but this person was different, this person was Su Yi. Death meant nothing to her.

"Well, there are a few."

Feeling the comfortable strength on his shoulders, Qin Zhaohan decided not to care about Su Yi's offense.

Oh, my dear, there are only one or two others who have been emperors for decades, but Qin Zhaohan has been emperor for just this long, and there are several.

"Then why did they hit the pillar?"

When Su Yi asked about this matter, Qin Zhaohan looked a little strange and rarely said a word.

"I don't know why, but they all seem to have learned from Xu Hui, and they like to force each other to death."

Qin Zhaohan felt a headache when he talked about this incident and rubbed the corners of his eyebrows unconsciously.

But this time, he touched the foam on his hair.

Qin Zhaohan looked at the white foam in his hand and suddenly became interested. He rubbed his fingers. The foam gave a strange feeling and then disappeared.

"What a strange thing."

Qin Zhaohan couldn't help but sigh.

Su Yi covered her mouth and chuckled. She didn't expect that she could also see the curious and surprised side of this man. It was quite interesting.

Su Yi was in a good mood, so she rubbed a handful of foam on the bath flower and applied it on Qin Zhaohan's shoulders.

"you..."

Qin Zhaohan was startled when he saw the foam on his back. After all, he didn't say anything. He just wiped the foam on the palm of his hand and continued to study.

Su Yi pouted behind him, "What?" He was a tyrant, but he looked like a curious baby with a childlike innocence.

There is a saying that a man is a boy until he dies, but what is he like when he is a boy? Answer, he is a baby. And he looks like a curious baby.

But what made her find it even more interesting was that Qin Zhaohan's description was the same as Xu Hui's, which made her laugh to death. Although the behavior seemed to be similar, the reasons behind it were much different.

"Then if they threaten you with death, what do you usually say?"

She was really curious whether Qin Zhaohan would just let someone hit him like this.

"In the beginning, Gu Yi would have people hold them back, but later he found that the more they did so, the more they would hit each other, but after they hit them, they couldn't be killed. Gu Yi could only say that those who hit the pillar but couldn't die were demoted, and those who hit the pillar were less.

Some."

Su Yi: ...As expected of you, you have lived up to your reputation as a tyrant.

"Do you have a better idea?"

Qin Zhaohan suddenly asked her, and Su Yi thought for a while.

"Well... there is no good way, but maybe you can stop it?"

Many of these civil servants are not from Xu Chong, but they all have the inherent temper of civil servants. They are tired of dealing with a wise monarch, let alone Qin Zhaohan. If you make him anxious, you can probably say that you are today

If you can't hit me, I'll chop off your head.

"Stop it? Gu stopped it, but they still go their own way."

Su Yi:...

"I mean, how about you wrap the pillars in the temple with cotton cloth, so that even if they want to hit you, you don't have to stop them, and nothing will happen to them."

Showing Qin Zhaohan's importance to these civil servants from the side should improve his image in front of everyone.

But Su Yi obviously didn't notice another characteristic of Qin Zhaohan, which was arrogance.

"If they want to collide, they can. If they don't enjoy the collision, I'm afraid they will blame Yu Gu."

Su Yi:...That's right. Isn't this just two naughty kids fighting?

"How about this? Just say it's the concubine's wish and mine. Don't you want to make it look like I'm your beloved concubine? That's okay now, right?"

Hearing what Su Yi said, Qin Zhaohan did not refuse immediately, but thought for a while and said.

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