Master, don't tease me, you can't handle three of them.

Chapter 132 How about giving it a try?

"Two more to go."

Before Hanlu could react, Jingshu's kiss landed again, covering Hanlu's lips.

This time, Jing Shu's kiss was full of probing, as if he was curious about everything about Han Luo, wanting to explore every aspect of her. In the end, he entwined his tongue with Han Luo's.

Han Luo regained some control and guided Jing Shu to calm down, eventually separating so that she could catch her breath.

Jing Shu's eyes crinkled into a smile, making the scars on his face seem less terrifying. "One more is needed."

Han Luo did not refuse. She raised her hand and pressed it against the back of Jing Shu's head, gently pulling his head down. The kiss was extremely tender.

As the two separated, Han Luo's hand, which had been resting on Jing Shu's head, slipped down.

Jing Shu caught the hand, gently squeezed it, and smiled slightly, his tone carrying a hint of satisfaction, "You can't even handle three kisses? What if it's three? You'll be crying."

Han Luo raised an eyebrow, not showing any weakness, and grabbed Jing Shu's braid with her other hand. "How about we give it a try?"

Jing Shu chuckled and lightly pecked Han Luo's lips. "Get up, it'll be time for dinner soon."

Just then, a voice came from outside the door. "Master, the meal is ready. Shall we eat now?"

Upon hearing this, Jing Shu stopped teasing Han Luo. Han Luo hadn't eaten anything all afternoon and must be hungry now. Thinking this, Jing Shu got up and tidied Han Luo's clothes.

"come in."

At Jing Shu's command, servants brought in a variety of dishes, all of which were Han Luo's favorites. After the food was arranged, the servants discreetly left.

After dinner, Jing Shu, just like in the previous days, personally helped Han Luo wash up, then carried his fragrant lover to bed, using his own body heat to keep Han Luo warm.

Everything was the same as usual.

until......

"Jing Shu, I have thought about it."

Han Luo had his back to Jing Shu, and he felt very safe being completely encircled in Jing Shu's arms. The only downside was that he couldn't see Jing Shu's face.

"I've thought about it. Once my body is healed, I can live on with you forever, watching the winter snow fall, and growing old together..."

Han Luo felt the hand on her waist tighten slightly, pressing her back tightly against Jing Shu.

Han Luo smiled bitterly where Jing Shu couldn't see, but... it wouldn't work...

Han Luo woke up when Jing Shu got up in the evening. Knowing that Jing Shu was going to take a bath, he waited in bed until Jing Shu returned so he could continue to tease him.

But Jing Shu didn't return, so he got out of bed to look for him. Just as he arrived at the main hall, he overheard what Ji Chen was saying.

His illness is incurable.

Strange? It's a fact I've already accepted, so why does hearing it again make my heart ache so much?

Han Luo pressed her hand to her heart outside the door, as if doing so would make her feel a little better.

Han Luo didn't understand what Ji Chen said after that, but he understood the last sentence. His body, at its best, was only in this state now.

Han Luo didn't want to listen anymore, nor did he want Ji Chen to continue, because there was someone who was suffering even more than him.

So he went in, interrupting their conversation. Sure enough, as soon as Jing Shu saw him, he forgot all about Ji Chen and his mind was completely occupied by him.

Han Luo pretended nothing had happened and went back to the room to continue teasing Jing Shu, but those three extremely lingering kisses silently told him, how could it be that nothing really happened?

They were still dreaming about their future before they went to sleep, but he was destined not to live long...

Han Luo turned around, looked at Jing Shu, and smiled slightly. Her hand was already resting on Jing Shu's chest. "How about we do some things that adults do while I'm still in good health?"

"Hanluo." Jing Shu keenly sensed the unusual emotions of the person in his arms, looked at Hanluo seriously, and said, word by word.

"Don't be afraid, I will always be with you."

Han Luo looked stunned, stopped what she was doing, and then took the initiative to hug Jing Shu's waist, burying herself deeply in Jing Shu's arms, and said in a muffled voice.

"You really are something else, you don't even take advantage of things that are offered to you."

"It's alright, Hanluo." Jing Shu gently stroked Hanluo's hair. "Leave everything to me. Perhaps there are other ways."

Jing Shu lowered his head and kissed Han Luo's hair, concealing the emotions in his eyes.

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On the other side, Lu Yunqi appeared at the Prime Minister's residence looking disheveled, startling everyone, especially Old Master Lu.

"Where have you been? Where's Xiao Chen? I haven't seen him for several days," Old Lu asked worriedly.

Lu Yunqi's injuries had already been bandaged by Ji Chen; he was just a little dirty. So, although Old Master Lu was worried, he didn't expect that Lu Yunqi had been unilaterally and brutally defeated.

Lu Yunqi stared straight at his father, Ji Chen's words still echoing in his ears.

The people here are all fake.

But his concern for his son was genuine...

Lu Yunqi only hesitated for a moment before returning to the main topic. "Father, what if the emperor wasn't the emperor?"

Old Master Lu was taken aback for a moment, then dismissed everyone and said sternly, "An emperor is an emperor, how could he not be an emperor?!"

"Father, how long has it been since the Emperor last attended court?" Lu Yunqi stopped arguing about this question and asked something else instead.

Old Master Lu fell silent. In the past six months, the emperor had attended court only a handful of times. He was a completely different person from before he became emperor.

"Does the fact that you're saying this mean you know something?" Old Lu suddenly asked.

Lu Yunqi shook his head. "I just suddenly thought of this. If things continue like this, this newly established dynasty will be destroyed again."

The dynasty was already in a mess due to the tyranny of the previous rulers. If the emperor continued to be incompetent, and with the newly rising Prince Yi in the north proving to be a formidable opponent, the dynasty's demise was only a matter of time.

Peace won't last much longer; the prosperity of the capital is just an illusion. Lu Yunqi glanced at the white hair at Old Master Lu's temples and simply said, "Father, please take good care of yourself."

After saying this, Lu Yunqi left. Only Old Lu remained, sighing, his ears ringing with the words the emperor had spoken when they first met.

"The kingdom is in ruins, and its ruler is incompetent. How can it prosper? Join me in establishing a new dynasty!"

Your Majesty, I have always remembered, but why is it you who have forgotten your original intention?