Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

When he woke up from a coma for the second time, Meng Xing felt that he should get used to it.

However, it turned out that he was not used to it.

The moment he regained consciousness, he felt the severe pain of tearing flesh from his shoulders. The pitfall of the ancient background lies here. There are no good medical facilities. Even if he is an emperor, there is no way to relieve this kind of pain with medicine.

"His Majesty?"

When Meng Xing gasped in pain, he suddenly heard an uncertain call from the left side.

Meng Xing opened his eyes and glanced to the left. It was probably still late at night. The dark night outside the window sent out several silent calls blown by the night wind. The bright candle beside the window jumped a few times in the wind, struggling to make a sound. The fire that illuminates this house.

By the firelight, Meng Xing saw Wen Rulan sitting by his bed with her chin propped up. She seemed to be taking a nap, but was awakened by the sudden movement she made.

Wen Rulan sat upright, his right hand still held on to Meng Xing's, and during the unknown hours of unconsciousness, he never let go as he promised.

Meng Xing's heart moved.

"Does it hurt?" Wen Rulan carefully touched Meng Xing's gauze-wrapped shoulder with her free hand, and stopped nervously when she was about to touch him.

It hurts like hell. This was Meng Xing's inner thought, but out of a man's desire to save face and never complain about pain, Meng Xing said bravely: "It doesn't hurt very much."

Wen Rulan chuckled, and her heart that had been hanging around finally relaxed a little when she heard that Meng Xing was still in a tough mood. He took the wet cloth soaked in warm water from the palace maid's hand and carefully helped Meng Xing wipe the cold sweat from the pain on his back.

In addition to the pain, Meng Xing finally realized the important point that he was not wearing any clothes.

The pants are still on, but the upper body is indeed uncovered. Because the arrow wound was on the shoulder and back, for convenience when dealing with the wound, the clothes were naturally cut off.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed, with the quilt only covering his waist, and the solid muscle lines on his back were unreservedly exposed to Wen Rulan's eyes.

This made Meng Xing feel an inexplicable sense of crisis. He didn't panic when he was shirtless in front of others, but in front of Wen Rulan... wouldn't that be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth?

That's not to say that he is just a little sheep without the ability to resist, but Wen Rulan's tiger-like greed for sheep is no exaggeration.

Meng Xing tilted his head and secretly observed Wen Rulan's expression, and found that Wen Rulan's expression was very serious at the moment. She did not make any smearing movements when helping Meng Xing wipe her back, and there was no lust in her eyes.

On the contrary, there seemed to be a trace of lingering gloom and worry in his slightly raised eyebrows.

The next moment, Meng Xing knew what this worry was about. He suddenly felt a fishy smell coming out of his chest, which went straight to his throat. Meng Xing was so excited that he directly propped up his body and vomited it out beside the bed.

It was a pool of black blood.

Wen Rulan's eyes changed as she looked at the pool of black blood. He patted the back of Meng Xing who couldn't help but cough, and at the same time comforted him softly: "It's okay. The poison is not difficult to cure. Your Majesty will be fine after taking the medicine for a few days." It’s okay, it’s okay.”

Is it really not difficult to figure out? Meng Xing didn’t believe it. The assassin quenches poison on the arrow for double insurance. Even if it doesn't hit the fatal part, the toxins coated on the arrow body will kill the opponent. It is impossible to easily detoxify such toxins that are full of murderous intent.

He glanced at his status bar. The two debuffs "Wen Rulan's Rage" and "Bleeding" had disappeared, but the green poisonous icon stubbornly remained.

Meng Xing clicked on the icon to explain: "Hodiophyta venom: a medicinal herb that grows in the frontiers of the Western Regions. Its petals are highly toxic. The poisoned person will die of visceral failure three days later. Detoxification method: take the powder made from the branches and leaves of Hoyouttuynia cordata." "

The poison of Houttuynia cordata... Meng Xing pondered this explanation. Since it comes from the frontier fortress of the Western Region, it means that it may be very rare in the Central Plains. Similarly, it is difficult to find the branches and leaves of Houttuynia cordata in a short period of time to use as an antidote. .

There is a countdown of 69 hours and 25 minutes under the green poison icon. When the countdown ends, his blood bar will return to zero.

That is to say...

"Prime Minister, am I going to die?" Meng Xing asked softly.

The right hands held by Wen Rulan and Meng Xing suddenly tightened. At the next moment, he realized his gaffe and hurriedly relaxed his strength.

He supported Meng Xing and let Meng Xing lie on his lap. While stroking his back, he said softly: "No, I will find the antidote. Your Majesty will not die."

His voice was soft, but his tone revealed a firm determination and a hint of madness at all costs.

Meng Xing said "hmm", but he actually didn't care much about it. Life or death was just a matter of clearing the health bar on the system interface and starting over.

What he cares about is...

"Prime Minister, cough cough... I have a wish before I die." Meng Xing said while coughing, looking as weak as he was dying.

"Your Majesty will not die!" Wen Rulan emphasized this point, and at the same time asked considerately: "What is your Majesty's wish? I will go through fire and water, no matter what."

He looked pampering, as if no matter what kind of excessive demands Meng Xing made at this moment, he would give up even the world, including himself.

Meng Xing doesn't need that much. He only has a small wish: "I want ten thousand taels of silver."

The scene fell silent.

Wen Rulan's hand that was stroking Meng Xing's back froze, and his expression also froze.

If Meng Xingzhen hadn't been poisoned, he would have wanted to open the other person's brain to see what was inside.

"Your Majesty, you still miss that oiran?" Wen Rulan's soft voice contained a dangerous tone that made people's hair stand on end.

"No!" Meng Xing was startled and immediately retorted: "I'm not going to film Oiran."

"Then what does your Majesty want to do?" Wen Rulan's tone was still dangerous because he did not believe Meng Xing's words.

How long has it been and you still want ten thousand taels of silver? Do you want to hold it as a baby?

That's what Meng Xing thought. In order to win sympathy and increase the success rate, he "weakly" said: "I just think that if I hold the money, I will feel better. If I feel better, maybe my injury will be cured."

Wen Rulan: "..."

"I am with your majesty. Is your majesty in a bad mood?" Wen Rulan asked again.

His tone was calm, as if he was just asking casually. But Meng Xing was keenly aware of the trap. He had already stepped into the pit of hidden achievements once, and of course he would not speak of death again.

"Of course not." Meng Xing categorically denied: "It's just that the Prime Minister will not always accompany me. The money is only used to replace the Prime Minister after he leaves. If the Prime Minister is willing to accompany me all the time, then the money is fine."

Hearing this, Wen Rulan raised her lips and smiled: "I also want to accompany Your Majesty at all times, but..."

A hint of sinister coldness flashed across his eyes, but quickly disappeared.

He did not continue, and Meng Xing did not ask further questions.

He was a little lethargic, and his weakness was not entirely fake. Although he had been asleep for a long time, he just chatted with Wen Rulan for a few words, and he felt very tired.

He yawned sleepily, and Wen Rulan noticed it. He put Meng Xing back on the pillow with some reluctance, patted Meng Xing's back, and coaxed him: "Your Majesty, just go to sleep if you want to. Wake up." It’ll be fine.”

His words made Meng Xing, who had already closed his eyes, force himself to open them. He held Wen Rulan's hand slightly and asked, "Is the Prime Minister leaving?"

"Yes..." Wen Rulan looked at the two people's intertwined fingers, her eyebrows softened: "I have to deal with some things, so I have to let go of Your Majesty for a while, but I promise that I will be back when Your Majesty wakes up."

"Come back with the antidote," he repeated softly.

Meng Xing glanced at Wen Rulan steadily, and he spoke again, with a different seriousness than before: "Prime Minister, I saved you, your life is mine."

"I should be your Majesty's." Wen Rulan agreed happily.

"So, you must not risk your life." Meng Xing emphasized every word: "This is my thing, you must keep it safe."

Wen Rulan's expression moved slightly, and the next moment, his delicate eyebrows arched, and he showed a gentle and caring smile to Meng Xing: "Your Majesty has an order, and I dare not disobey it."

"Well..." Meng Xing blinked hard, but he still couldn't stop the tiredness that was getting heavier and heavier. He used his last strength to say: "I will probably wake up at dawn. Prime Minister, you must come back, otherwise you will be bullying the king, and I will punish you..."

He was talking about punishment, but his voice became softer and softer. Before he finished speaking, he fell asleep completely.

Wen Rulan looked at the other party's sleeping face quietly. It was a big joke that such a puppet emperor who had no real power dared to say that he wanted to punish himself.

However, he was not annoyed at all. Instead, he had a smile on his lips and stared at the other person's features as if he could never get enough of them. He wished he could stay by his side all the time.

But he will leave eventually.

"Prime Minister..." the chief eunuch reported from behind.

Before he could say the content of the report, Wen Rulan turned around and stopped him displeased. He raised his index finger to his lips and made a "shush" motion.

The chief eunuch immediately shut up, then stepped back quietly to wait outside the door.

Wen Rulan gave Meng Xing one last reluctant look, and then gently removed the fingers that Meng Xing held with hers. He carefully covered the other person with the quilt, and after making sure nothing was missing, he stood up and left.

After leaving the dormitory door, Wen Rulan's expression immediately changed. All traces of the softness in front of Meng Xing were gone, leaving only darkness and coldness.

"Are you ready?" He said coldly.

"Recruited, the assassin is from General Sun Hongtu." The eunuch chief bowed to report.

Wen Rulan narrowed her eyes and saw General Sun Hongtu. Although this general was a military attache, he was a disciple of Guan Yan, and he always followed his teacher's name. He would never go west when Guan Yan said east.

In other words, Guan Yan was actually the instigator of this assassination against him. Perhaps King Meng Fan of Qi was also involved. After all, the two of them were on the same boat. It was impossible for King Qi to be unaware of such a major event as his assassination.

It's just that these two people were hiding behind the scenes and commanding, but it was Sun Hongtu who actually sent people to take action. Sun Hongtu has been in the army for many years, and he single-handedly led the Huben army on the outskirts of the capital, which has a high prestige in the army. If Wen Rulan attacks him rashly, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction among the army and even lead to mutiny.

Moreover, Sun Hongtu himself was also highly skilled in martial arts. Although the Huben Army was stationed outside the city, he also had nearly a hundred personal guards hidden in his own mansion, which was a tough nut to crack.

Guan Yan sent him to take action, presumably because he was confident that even if the assassination failed and he found out about Sun Hongtu, he would not dare to touch him easily.

Thinking of this, Wen Rulan sneered. If Meng Xing had not been injured, he might not have touched the other party for the sake of the overall situation, but there was no if.

His Majesty was in danger. Sun Hongtu had served as a general at the frontier in the Western Regions, and the poison of the snake fungus must have come from his hands. For the same reason, only Sun Hongtu might have the antidote.

Therefore, this Sun Hongtu is an iron lump that cannot be chewed. He will grind up the opponent's bones and blood tonight and chew them clean!

Thinking of this, Wen Rulan suddenly took steps towards the direction of the imperial study.

The chief eunuch followed him, and saw Wen Rulan arriving at the imperial study, taking a piece of imperial edict woven from silk, and writing on it with a pen. After writing, he picked up the imperial edict himself. The jade seal was used to stamp the imperial edict.

The chief eunuch broke into a cold sweat when he saw it. Prime Minister Wen was forging an imperial edict, which was a major crime against the nine tribes!

It would be okay if no one discovered it, but once someone discovers it, Guan Yan and his group will definitely kill this excuse. Even Prime Minister Wen will probably not be able to escape the crime by then.

However, Wen Rulan looked calm and didn't seem to worry at all that she was committing a capital crime of treason.

He casually threw the imperial edict to the chief eunuch, and took out a Forbidden Army tiger talisman from his sleeve, and ordered: "Give the tiger talisman and the imperial edict to the deputy commander of the Imperial Army, saying that it is His Majesty's wish, and let him temporarily take charge of it." Soldiers, order a thousand soldiers and horses to surround Sun Mansion!"

Wen Rulan's face was cold and cold. Although he was a scholar, he seemed to have a trace of blood in his body at this moment.

"Yes!" The chief eunuch responded tremblingly. He did not dare to say anything more, so he respectfully accepted the order and left.

It was clearly late at night, but chaotic footsteps could be heard in the imperial city.

Half an hour later, a thousand well-equipped soldiers surrounded the Sun Mansion.

Wen Rulan stood at the main entrance of Sun Mansion. He reached out and took the kerosene-burning bow and arrow handed by the soldier. He opened the bow and set the arrow. After the string was full, a cluster of rapid fire lines pierced the long silent night.

On the third day of August, at the third hour of the ugly hour, the capital was ablaze.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 1 in June;

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