Save the villain and become the villain [Quick Wear]

Xiao Jinglu had no idea how Zishan was slandering him behind his back, and was working diligently on his career.

As they established relationships and had sex again, he became more and more intolerant of the person he loved being dragged down by him, so he could only hide in the palace.

He wanted to see him shine brightly and be remembered forever.

For a moment, he seemed to have opened up his Ren and Du meridians, and his mind became clearer than ever before.

In the next two months, he took the initiative to attend several banquets, gained a clear understanding of the situation in the court, and after in-depth discussions with several loyal ministers such as Fan Wushang and Cao Zicheng, he gained their support.

As the commander of the imperial guards, Fan Wushang was most aware of the emperor's changes. He took the lead in leading the Fan family to officially take sides. Fan Xiujie, who had never entered the officialdom, quietly left home and joined the army.

On the day he left, Xiao Jinglu and Qi Yang went out of the palace in disguise and saw him off at the Shili Pavilion outside the city. Fan Xiujie looked at the subtle intimacy between them and seemed to understand something.

He pulled Qi Yang aside, but did not speak for a long time.

He remembered how he looked when he fell from the sky that day, in a dishevel, but with an extraordinary bearing, as if he had fallen from heaven to earth, handsome and unparalleled. At that time, he was still haggard and thin, but now he was truly full of energy and spirit.

The palace wasn't a nice place, but he seemed genuinely happy being there.

But a person who could teach the emperor to be like this in such a short time... He is clearly such a brilliant talent, and could clearly be recorded in history, but now he is hidden behind red walls and blue tiles, being laughed at by so many people. It is really a pity.

"Do you really intend to...stay in the palace forever?"

Qi Yang was slightly surprised and shook his head to deny: "Of course not, I will leave the palace when the time comes."

Fan Xiujie heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Then you must look very majestic in the scarlet robe."

Qi Yang smiled at him, his eyes focused and admiring: "Killing enemies on the battlefield and defending the country is the real glory, how can a robe compare to it?"

"Will there be candy when I come back?"

"It's available now."

Qi Yang raised his hand, and in his palm was a candy that Fan Xiujie was familiar with.

After opening the outer packaging and breaking it into two portions, Fan Xiujie took it and ate it without hesitation, his brows immediately furrowed.

It still had the same sticky texture, but it was extremely bitter, just like how he felt at the moment.

After swallowing it with difficulty, his eyes suddenly turned red. He glanced at the emperor who was becoming more and more majestic and staring at the person in front of him. With reluctance, he whispered, "Obviously, I was the first one to meet you."

Qi Yang gave him the remaining half of the cake: "Yes, you are the first one to meet me, but many things in this world are unreasonable."

The saying that those who are closest to water get the moon first has been passed down for a long time and always makes sense.

Fan Xiujie held the strangely packaged candy in his hand and tilted his head to look at the ground.

After a while, the sticky bitter taste in his mouth dissipated a little, he forced a smile and asked, "Do you have any spicy or salty candies?"

"Do you want to try it?"

Fan Xiujie shook his head: "I want the candy you gave me when we first met."

"it is good."

Qi Yang flipped his hand and produced two in front of him.

Fan Xiujie didn't look up, he carefully put the candy away, and asked in a low voice: "Can you... not give this kind of candy to others?"

"You have the last two. I only have five in total."

His space really can't hold much stuff, so these candies have to survive in the cracks.

Fan Xiujie laughed and said half complainingly: "You are so gentle and affectionate. It seems that the emperor will not lack this candy in the future."

When he said this, Xiao Jinglu was staring at what was in his hand, wondering sourly, why didn't Chongyang give him these to eat?

Fan Xiujie glanced between the two of them, sighed, restrained his sentimentality, took a step back, and said goodbye solemnly: "Brother Ji, goodbye."

Qi Yang handed him a note and returned the greeting: "Brother Fan, goodbye."

He then glanced at Xiao Jinglu, who, when he mentioned the serious matter, naturally put on a serious expression with sincere admiration on his face.

"It's going to be a bitter cold journey, and the future is going to be difficult, so please take care."

Fan Xiujie smiled elegantly, clasped his fists and said "yes": "I will definitely not fail in this mission."

He then jumped on his horse, waved without looking back, and gradually disappeared into the crowd along the official road.

Xiao Jinglu and Qi Yang watched him leave, then led the horses back.

Xiao Jinglu asked knowingly, "What did you give him?"

"sugar."

"I also want."

Qi Yang gave him a piece of sugar-free dark chocolate. Xiao Jinglu couldn't wait to take a bite and suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

It tastes terrible, but I dare not say it.

He endured the pain and groaned, "I want the one you gave him later."

"Gone."

Xiao Jinglu stopped, shocked and aggrieved: "You didn't even leave one for me? I haven't even eaten one."

Qi Yang glanced at him sideways with a hint of smile, which was inexplicably attractive. Xiao Jinglu wanted to take the bait, but when he remembered that he actually gave candy to others while he had no share, he endured it.

Unable to bear it any longer, he let go of the reins, went over to hug Qi Yang's waist, and asked in a muffled voice: "Master, is it really gone?"

Qi Yang's eyes dimmed, and she pushed his head away, her gaze slowly sliding across his eyes, nose, and lips. She opened her mouth and gently bit his Adam's apple, and Xiao Jinglu's breathing suddenly stopped.

"Which one do you want to eat?"

Xiao Jinglu's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and a tingling sensation spread from the place where he was bitten to all his limbs and bones, and his mind became confused.

I have clearly seen him in all kinds of appearances, but I am still moved by his little tricks.

He thought that he might have the potential to become a tyrant.

Xiao Jinglu hugged him tightly, kissed his lips, and whispered in a hoarse voice, "I want you, only you."

After returning to the palace, the two of them closed the door and stayed together for a long time until Prince Fen asked to see them.

The Queen Mother and the Prince of Qi killed the late emperor and supported Xiao Jinglu to ascend the throne. They were worried that these princes would be used by people with ulterior motives to oppose them, so they detained them all in the capital and killed any one who was restless.

The mother of Prince Fen came from a prominent family, and Prince Fen himself was also very intelligent. If he had not been plotted against, there would probably be another member of the Three Kings Rebellion by now.

Xiao Jinglu allowed him to ride in the palace sedan chair, taking into consideration his disability.

It would take some time for Prince Fen to meet him in the palace, and Xiao Jinglu had his arrow on the string and had to shoot, so he did not pack up immediately.

After finally feeding his beloved, he struggled to get out of the role of the tyrant king, called for some water, and while getting dressed, he wondered why his brother, who usually lived in seclusion, suddenly wanted to see him.

Qi Yang was lying on the bed, hugging the quilt, with her long hair loose. Her bare shoulders were covered with marks left by someone, but there were none on her neck.

At this moment, he was like a fox spirit that had absorbed enough energy, with a satisfied look on his face. He squinted his eyes as he looked at the emperor who had been secretly exercising and had taken some time every day to practice martial arts in the past two months.

Clearly not much time had passed, yet he had unknowingly grown into a completely different person from when I first met him. He was taller, and his shoulders had become broader, as if he was gradually taking on the burden that was rightfully his.

Perhaps he is no longer worried all day long, and his body is much stronger. When he is in deep thought, his eyebrows and eyes are calm, with a dangerous gleam in them from time to time, like a tiger ready to pounce.

My mission as a master is almost over, and it’s time to change my identity.