Chapter 1738

The housekeeper looked at it carefully. The meals are foods that people in the disease don't need to avoid.

It's just that the seasoning of this dish is not as light as that of the imperial doctor.

Here, Lai Zesheng has come to Mao Lin.

"Commander Mao is in better health?" he asked, staring at the other party's wound before Yue Xiong.

Mao Lin looked at Lai Zesheng, who was standing right in front of him. His eyes didn't dare to look straight at him.

He deliberately set his eyes on the housekeeper's table.

Hearing Lai Zesheng's concern, he tried to keep his usual expressionless face, his tone was cold and said, "thank you for your concern, Prime Minister Lai. I'm much better."

Mao Lin didn't know his seemingly calm side, but in fact his red ears had betrayed him.

Looking at his red earlobes, Lai Zesheng narrowed his eyes and stared at the small piece of muscle skin.

"That's good. Only after Mao commander Shi recovers as soon as possible can he return to the DPRK to help the emperor share one or two official duties."

As he spoke, he walked towards Mao Lin.

As Lai Zesheng approached, Mao Lin's body tightened in a straight line.

This appearance deepened the smile in Lai Zesheng's eyes.

He stood next to Mao Lin. the distance between them was very close, and the tip of their nose was close.

Mao Lin felt threatened and wanted to retreat.

"Don't move!" Lai Ze shouted to stop him.

Mao Lin immediately stopped moving, but his eyes looked at each other.

I don't understand. Why did he get tough.

The smile in Lai Zesheng's eyes dissipated, and he stared straight at Mao Lin's gorgeous face.

It was supposed to be a beautiful and flawless face, but there was a flaw at this time.

He reached out and touched the young man's right side face. There was a scratch on his face near his ear.

Although it was a little shallow, he stood opposite the man and clearly saw the blood wound.

When Lai Zesheng touched him, Mao Lin's body seemed not to be his own. It was rigid like sculpture.

"How did it hurt?" a low but gentle voice sounded in my ears.

Mao Lin turned his head and looked into Lai Zesheng's eyes.

At this moment, he seemed not afraid to look directly at each other.

"I was accidentally hurt when I was assassinated that day."

Lai Zesheng nodded and took his hand away from his face.

The hanging index finger and thumb rubbed in the sleeve, as if they were aftertaste.

"It's getting late. I have something to deal with. I won't disturb commander Mao."

Turn around and walk out of the hall.

Mao Lin's footsteps were followed by people involuntarily.

When the housekeeper saw this, he stopped quickly,

"My Lord, you can't go out. The ice outside hasn't melted yet."

Lai Zesheng, who was about to step out of the door, couldn't help but stop and turn around when he heard the housekeeper behind him.

He turned his head and looked at the looking Mao Lin with a smile and said, "why, do you want to send me?"

Maori nodded, and the smile in Lai Zesheng's eyes was real.

Reaching out and pointing to him, he nodded, "you little fool."

This time, I really turned and left.

Mao Lin watched him step out of the door and into the courtyard.

Then his back disappeared in the courtyard.

From beginning to end, Mao Lin's heartbeat was abnormal.

And he didn't know that when Lai zeshang left the mansion, his face was gloomy and his eyes showed a murderous intention.

Although Mao Lin is now a close Minister of the emperor, he is walking on the edge of danger.

But he knew about his friendship ten years ago.

At the age of 15, his tender face showed a shy smile, and his eyes looked at him with bright eyes, full of worship.