Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

This was an unexpected meeting. Meng Xing originally didn't want to see Wen Rulan, but now that they had bumped into him, he had no intention of just finding an excuse to leave.

Because although Wen Rulan's face seemed peaceful and exactly the same as usual, out of an inexplicable intuition, Meng Xing had a creepy sense of crisis out of thin air.

"Prime Minister, have you finished handling the matter at Huben Camp?" Meng Xing asked tentatively.

"It's done." Wen Rulan nodded gently and showed a soft smile.

But Meng Xing felt goosebumps all over his body. He wanted to find out the reason, so he opened the system interface and checked. After checking, he found that the "Wen Rulan's Wrath" debuff that had disappeared came again, and it was not there anymore. Know when you have climbed to the eighteenth floor.

Even in front of Meng Xingyan, the number jumped again, and the eighteenth floor became the nineteenth floor, only one step away from the mysterious easter egg.

Meng Xing recalled that he had recently stepped on some thunder, which directly blew up Wen Rulan. After thinking about it, he felt that it shouldn't be his problem.

He just made excuses to avoid seeing Wen Rulan yesterday, so he wouldn't be so angry that he would go to the 19th floor just because of this matter, right?

So what else is there? Meng Xingsi thought about it, and it seemed that it could only be something he had secretly discussed with Guan Yan not long ago.

Guan Yan thought that he had taken advantage of Wen Rulan's absence and turned all of Wen Rulan's eyes and ears away during the secret conversation. In fact, it may be exactly the opposite. This "empty" was a loophole that Wen Rulan deliberately left for him. In the same way, Wen Rulan Not all of the ears and eyes have been opened.

In other words, Wen Rulan probably knew how Meng Xing agreed to Guan Yan's plan and prepared to collaborate with Guan Yan and others to poison Wen Rulan.

Meng Xing was indeed wronged. After all, he was just playing tricks on Guan Yan. He had always been on Wen Rulan's side.

He was not prepared to take the blame or be misunderstood inexplicably, so he took the initiative to clarify: "Prime Minister, Grand Master Guan came to talk to me while you were away."

"Oh?" Wen Rulan raised an eyebrow, and the dangerous aura suddenly dropped. He was surprised that Meng Xing took the initiative to confess this matter.

But the secret fire in his heart has not completely subsided, because what Meng Xing confessed to him may not be that matter.

Sure enough, Meng Xing took the emerald green orb in his palm and showed it to Wen Rulan: "The Grand Master said this is a treasure from Siam and it should be dedicated to me."

He took the initiative to confess, just to dispel his doubts about his meeting with Guan Yan. Wen Rulan thought calmly, still smiling: "It is indeed a rare treasure."

"Besides that, what else did Master Guan say to His Majesty?" Wen Rulan gave Meng Xing a chance.

He usually wouldn't give people such an opportunity. If you dare to betray him, you have to be prepared to be cut into pieces.

He would not cut Meng Xing into pieces. Just as he made an exception and gave the other party a chance at this moment, it was always difficult for him to be truly cruel to this man.

But if the other party refused to take this opportunity, he would not be as gentle as usual.

Wen Rulan looked at Meng Xing quietly, waiting for the other party to respond.

"Master Guan also said..." Meng Xing showed some hesitation on his face.

"What did you say?" Wen Rulan's voice was hoarse, and her eyes were as gloomy as the clouds outside the room. He didn't know what kind of answer he wanted to hear from Meng Xing at this moment.

Meng Xing took a deep breath and finally said what he had been holding back: "He said you were a cunning, despicable, and sanctimonious villain! He also said you were a polite scum, dressed like an animal, no, worse than an animal! You clearly have a long face. Good looks, but shameless, wolf-hearted, and completely unconscionable..."

Meng Xing said dozens of idioms in one breath, all of which were curses. He didn't stop until he felt that his lung capacity was insufficient.

And Wen Rulan's face changed from gloomy at the beginning to expressionless.

Maybe he didn't know how to react to these words that were all about scolding him.

But after Meng Xing finished scolding, he felt relaxed and refreshed. Was Guan Yan scolded by these words?

Of course not. Guan Yan also said that Wen Rulan was ambitious and not a good person. The above words were all what Meng Xing wanted to scold.

He was finally able to vent out the depressed mood that he was forced to listen to yesterday when he was the protagonist of a pornographic novel, but could not get out. He scolded Wen Rulan in the name of Guan Yan.

And Wen Rulan couldn't get angry at him either. After all, it was Guan Yan who scolded him, and Meng Xing was just an innocent porter.

For a moment, Meng Xing felt that his great revenge had been avenged, and he was in an unprecedented happy mood. He sat on the dragon chair and even crossed his legs proudly.

After regaining his breath, he slowly picked up the topic: "Guan Yan also plans to join forces with me to poison the Prime Minister, and then launch a palace coup to wipe out the Prime Minister and your gang members."

Hearing these words, Wen Rulan came back to her senses, raised her eyes to look at the person on the dragon throne, and asked, "How will your Majesty respond?"

His tone was no longer as gloomy as it was at the beginning, because he also realized that Meng Xing probably did not betray him.

"I pretended to agree, and also said that if their plan is finalized, remember to report to me, so that I can inform the Prime Minister of the information in time, so that the Prime Minister can respond easily." Meng Xing said truthfully.

He spoke frankly and without reservation, but Wen Rulan's expression was tainted with a hint of complexity. He couldn't help but ask: "Why did your Majesty do this?"

Why? Because he wants to complete the mission and pass the level.

This was what Meng Xing was thinking, but he said: "Prime Minister, I believe you."

This was not the first time Meng Xing said this to Wen Rulan. The last time this sentence had surprised him to the point of being stunned, this time it was still the same.

But after being stunned, there was a completely different reaction.

Wen Rulan suddenly didn't want to endure it anymore, and she didn't want to endure her own desires that deserved death.

"What do you believe in me, Your Majesty?" he asked abruptly.

Meng Xing was stunned when he was asked, before he could think of an answer.

Wen Rulan took it on her own, "Do you believe I am loyal to you?"

As he spoke, he simultaneously took a step forward.

"Do you believe that I have no ambition to seek power and usurp the throne?"

He took another step.

"Do you believe that I am not as sinister and sinister as Master Guan said?"

He pressed forward step by step, pointing directly at Meng Xing who was sitting on the dragon chair.

Meng Xing still didn't respond, because he found that there was a new buff in his status bar. The "Wen Rulan's Rage" debuff had disappeared with the previous explanation, and was replaced by a brand new "Wen Rulan's Excitement" buff, and The system gave a prompt: "When Wen Rulan's excitement buff reaches the twentieth level, the mysterious easter egg will also be triggered."

Meng Xing took a look at the rapidly increasing number of layers, which was already the fifteenth.

And Wen Rulan was getting closer and closer to him. Finally, Wen Rulan crossed the distance that officials could not cross. He walked onto the high platform where only the emperor could stand, and came to Meng Xing.

"Wen Rulan's excitement buff stacks up to 20. Congratulations to the player for triggering the mysterious easter egg."

As the system beeped, Wen Rulan lowered her body in front of Meng Xing. He pinched Meng Xing's chin with his fingers, forcing the aloof emperor to look directly at him.

They were closer than ever, close enough to see the fine hairs on each other's faces, close enough to feel each other's warm breath mixed with body temperature.

Wen Rulan's voice was very soft, and her breath when she spoke was all blown out onto Meng Xing's face, like feathers brushing her cheeks, and every word made her skin itch slightly.

"Your Majesty, what if I really have treasonous thoughts?"

He still calls himself Your Majesty, but no longer calls him a minister.

Wen Rulan looked straight at Meng Xing, not missing any subtle change in expression on the other man's face.

Meng Xing also looked back at Wen Rulan motionless. During the silent confrontation, his expression did not change. It seemed that he did not take Wen Rulan's rebellious words to heart at all.

Wen Rulan was not satisfied with this reaction. He stroked the skin of Meng Xing's cheek with his fingers and continued in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, do you know that you look like you don't care about anything? Sometimes it's really annoying. It makes people want to be cruel..."

He pinched Meng Xing's chin with his fingers and exerted force, making the other person feel enough pain while not hurting him.

He leaned into Meng Xing's ear and said a few words. Meng Xing's eyebrows moved slightly, but only slightly. He didn't get any of the bigger and more exciting reactions that Wen Rulan wanted to see.

He just looked at Wen Rulan, just like the previous times, after a slight touch, his eyes were still clean and indifferent. Those obscure hints, and even the explicit and explicit instructions at this moment, might briefly set off waves in the other person's heart. But it never really left any trace in his heart.

It's like painting on the beach. No matter how hard and attentive the painter is, after the tide rises, the beach will still be empty flat land.

Meng Xing was clearly right in front of him, even under the grip of his fingers, but Wen Rulan suddenly felt a huge sense of distance, as if she could never get close to him.

This sense of distance made him panic and made him even crazier. He looked at Meng Xing reluctantly, wanting to tear apart the other person's calm expression and leave his mark on the other person's indifferent heart.

His fingers also became more and more wanton. He came to the corner of Meng Xing's lips and pressed his thumb hard on the soft lips. He was not satisfied staying on the outside. He wanted to go further, break through the protection of the lips and enter the other side. Soft and warm mouth.

But before she really took a step forward, Wen Rulan's wrist was held by another hand.

The opponent's strength was strong and determined, just like his unmistakable voice at the moment: "Prime Minister, you are drunk."

Meng Xing pushed Wen Rulan's hand away from his lips inch by inch. Wen Rulan did not relax her strength, and the two sides were wrestling quietly.

But in the end, the hand that was accustomed to holding paper and pen was a little bit behind in strength, and he was pushed away by Meng Xing.

Wen Rulan did not continue forcefully, but stepped away slightly, looking at the man sitting on the dragon throne unscrupulously.

As if talking to himself, he murmured: "Maybe I'm really drunk..."

He suddenly laughed again: "Although I didn't drink."

After saying that, he took one last look at Meng Xing and turned to leave.

When the palace door opened, there was a crowd of palace people at the door who were too frightened to raise their heads.

The volume of what Wen Rulan just said was not low, and the palace people at the door could hear it clearly. But they knew that Prime Minister Wen was doing such a treasonous thing, but they did not dare to stop him. They just lowered their heads and pretended not to hear.

After Wen Rulan left, Meng Xing still sat in his original position.

He looked at the wide open door of the palace and at Wen Rulan's leaving figure, his eyes far and deep, like the eternal stars between heaven and earth.

The eunuch guarding the gate was curious about the little emperor's reaction, so he secretly glanced at the dragon throne and saw a completely different His Majesty from what he usually knew.

The sitting posture of the man on the throne is not very solemn, and is even a bit casual. His legs are crossed casually, and one hand is resting on his forehead leisurely, tapping his fingers repeatedly.

His expression was not solemn, he just looked like he was thinking.

But just like this posture, there is a kind of intimidation without anger and self-intimidation, which makes people feel a sense of surrender out of thin air that they want to worship, like the majesty of the legendary emperor.

That's right, he was originally an emperor. The eunuch guarding the door thought to himself. It's just that... it seems that the more outstanding King Qi, His Highness, and even the late Emperor, have never seen such a majestic and natural, such oppressive majesty.

Could it be that... His Majesty has been just pretending to be stupid, but he is actually a hidden and controlling king? The eunuch guarding the gate inevitably had such suspicions.

But soon, he slapped himself in the face.

Because Meng Xing suddenly slipped from the dragon chair and slumped on the chair as if he had no bones. All the imperial dignity and calm demeanor were completely destroyed by this gesture.

The eunuch guarding the gate didn't know how to describe this posture. If he lived in modern times, he would know that this posture is called "Ge You Paralysis".

Meng Xingsi thought about it and felt that there was really nothing he could do about Wen Rulan's harassment. With no choice but to lie paralyzed like this for a while, dreamless, to relax.

Seeing this scene, the eunuch guarding the gate classified all his previous thoughts as illusions, and made a final conclusion about Meng Xing in his heart: "Your Majesty is indeed a fool."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020051401:16:572020051501:11:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: 1 hit;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Lin Dawei 2; Green Plum Wine Black Currant and Gu Nanshu 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：依蕾忒40瓶；时间20瓶；柒染10瓶；面面吃面5瓶；君戏九2瓶；临舟、支离笑此生1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!