Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

The last day of the banquet.

Standing in the center of the crowd, Alan was chatting and laughing with the crowd as usual, brushing his palms over his chest from time to time, his pupils blue in the night sky turned to the corners of his eyes, watching the entrance of the hall from the corner of his eye.

didn't come...

It appears to have been discovered.

Alan's heart sank.

Today is the day he and Jiao agreed to return the things to him. The king of Babylon is still late at this time, and the only possibility is that his private contact with Jiao was discovered.

Although I thought about deliberately exposing it to the King of Babylon, causing conflicts between the King of Babylon and the young man, or simply rejecting the young man, so that I have a chance to intervene, but...

The violent character of the king of Babylon is well known to the world. The young man is now physically fragile, and the risk of childbirth is already high. If something happens to the young man, I am afraid that even a skilled doctor will not be able to save him.

Thinking of this, Ailan had a lot of thoughts.

He didn't care about the child, since the child was not his anyway, what he worried about was the safety of the youth.

"King of Babylon..."

"I thought this guy wasn't coming, but I didn't expect to be there."

"Why is this guy here now?"

"Maybe I'm feeling unwell..."

The royal families and foreign ministers of various countries who gathered in twos and threes to exchange information whispered softly. Ailan raised his head suddenly when he heard the words, just in time to see the figure of the white-haired king walking in.

The other party obviously had no intention of talking to other people, and came straight to Alan.

The icy Huber pupils are extremely sharp, and the scarlet cloak gently raised and hit the heels of the golden armor, and there was a menacing look between the striding meteors, which discouraged those who wanted to come forward to talk.

"Click."

The Babylonian tyrant who brought his subordinates to stop in front of King Alan looked down upon him.

Perhaps it was the keen sense of smell that smelled the coming wind and rain. When the two kings stood together, the conversation around them gradually became quieter.

Countless pairs of eyes quietly looked at them.

"It seems that we need to talk next time." Ailan smiled at the person next to him. After the other person left wisely, he turned to face Sartu, and the smile disappeared, "You found out."

——This sentence is not in a questioning tone.

Wen Yan's sharp gaze fell on Alan's face like a knife cutting through the snow-white eyelashes.

"He won't see you again, and I won't give you a chance to covet my things again."

"Oh~, what a pity." Alan chuckled pretending to be indifferent, "There is nothing wrong with a treasure that attracts people to scramble for it. The one who is at fault is the owner who knows it is rare and precious, but gives it a chance."

"Are you worried?" Sartu immediately heard the meaning in his words, and sneered, "What are you? You have the right to worry about this king's queen!"

"..." Now that it was heard, Ailan, who didn't care to hide it, also turned cold, clenched his palms under the loose sleeves, and said coldly: "What did you do to him?! He is pregnant now, do you know that! "

Pregnant?

Sartu, who remembered something, took a step closer to him, and the kingly power in his prime firmly overwhelmed Alan.

The ill-intentioned oppression has already made Alan's subordinates nervous.

He narrowed his eyes dangerously at Alan, lowered his voice and sneered: "It has nothing to do with you, it is easy for me to send troops to Assyria, and you, the new king who just sat on the throne, do you have a chance to rule for a long time? mood - take care of yourself, my patience is limited!"

After warning the other party, Sartu, who was very disgusted with the banquet, turned and left.

Alan, who stayed in place for a long time before calming down his anger, pressed the position of his chest behind him, frowning.

Alan's valet walked up to him and asked in a low voice.

Alan reached into his clothes and took out the cloth bag on his chest, which contained the earrings he had taken from Luo Lai.

"Give this to the handmaidens of the side temple where Babylon lives temporarily."

"Yes, but... is it really that simple to return it?"

"Well, keeping it in my hands will only make things worse for Kok."

The servant took the bag and left immediately to carry out the king's order. Alan, who was thinking about the words of the king of Babylon just now and the smiling face of the green-haired youth, pursed his lips tightly.

Why, those who want to cherish can't get it?

Why, the person with the horn is not me!

His whole life seemed to be tricked by fate, he couldn't get what he wanted, but he was forced to accept what he didn't want!

Even if the power is in your hands, even if you want to destroy it unwillingly and resentfully!go crazy!But in the end... also doomed to be lonely...

"Damn—" Alan closed his eyes and gritted his teeth: "Damn!"

Side hall.

The room was a bit dark.

Luo Lai sat on the edge of the bed, the cool strands of hair curled around his shoulders on the bed, and one or two strands slipped along the edge of the bed to the ground, he bent down to pick it up and played with it round and round in his hand, Carefully looking around from the corner of the eye.

There was a maid standing by all the windows in the room. Even in broad daylight, they closed all the windows, leaned their backs against the windows, and faced Luolai, watching his every move vigilantly.

The maids, who seemed to be ordinary palace people but actually had a layer of female assassin identity, keenly noticed Luolai's gaze and looked over with a smile.

"I'm not going to run..."

Luolai shrank his shoulders, fearing that they might misunderstand and complain to Sartu, so he quickly looked away and continued to play with the hair in his hand.

The windows were guarded like this, so there were naturally more people at the door.

Knowing that he might not be able to make Sartu feel at ease in a short time, Luolai, who was free to go out to play alone, sighed silently, threw away his hair and lay down on the bed.

Actually... Even if Sartu doesn't allow people to look at him, he won't go out again...

He never wanted to experience that humiliating punishment a second time!Don't even want to think about it!

If Sartu always treats me so coldly...

No, absolutely not!

Luo Lai buried his face in the quilt, his emerald green eyes filled with fear and fear.

In fact, he thought about it seriously later, and felt that what he did at the time really lacked some consideration. As the saying goes, those who drown are those who can swim, and those who are unlucky are those who are bold.

If Ailan hadn't regressed at the time, he would have cried himself afterwards.

And think about it differently, if he knew that Sartu secretly dated and met other people at night without telling him, he would be very angry...

Bastard Sartu is also at fault!

Luo Lai pouted Lao Gao aggrievedly, even if he was angry, he wouldn't treat me like this?

Not only suspected that I came out, but also used such a shameful method to check, and even banned me and sent someone to guard me-is he a bit too much?Now, isn't it? !

This is definitely not because I am narrow-minded, but because he is too much, right!

"Speak ill of the king again?"

A familiar and deep voice suddenly sounded, and the unsuspecting Luolai, who was muttering behind his back, almost died of fright on the spot, and jumped up from the bed with a groan to look behind him.

The white-haired Babylon stood by the bed at some point, his handsome and wild face raised eyebrows due to the green-haired young man's aggressive reaction.

"What? It was hit by this king."

"No……"

Luo Lai carefully looked at him from bottom to top, and now he was still a little scared of Sartu, and he didn't dare to jump on him chattering like before.

Sartu naturally noticed it, but it was exactly the result he wanted.

In his opinion, the character has a simple personality. After being doted on by him for many years, not only did he not develop an arrogant and indulgent appearance, but he became more innocent and straightforward, with too little mind, and all his wisdom was spent on eating.

In some respects, it is better to be more self-protective than being arrogant.

Moreover, he was obviously so stupid, but he would always hide things from him. I hope that after this incident, Jiao can also have a longer memory.

Sartu sat on the edge of the bed and took him into his arms, caressing the young man's cheeks and corners carefully, and reflected the small movements of the young man who was so nervous that he picked his fingers, making his sharp eyebrows more funny and gentle.

"Tell me, why did you hide it from me, and should you do it again in the future, huh?"

"Don't hide it, and I won't do it anymore..."

After speaking, Luolai carefully observed Sartu's face, grabbed the soft and big heart of spades on the tip of the tail, and muttered with a bit of grievance:

"I didn't tell you because I was afraid you were worried, because I like you so I don't want you to worry..."

Sartu hummed: "I believe this."

Luo Lai breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, but soon, Sartu pinched Luo Lai's soft cheeks with his fingers, forcing Luo Lai to raise his head and said word by word: "But your behavior did not make me happy, but made me feel happy." Wang felt angry."

"At any time, even if it's out of love, I don't want any concealment or deception between you and me, understand? Let's not be an example, Jiao."

"……Oh, I get it."

Realizing that Sartu's words meant not to be angry and not to pursue the matter, Luolai's face was overjoyed, and he nodded quickly!

The frightened heart was lightly let go, and a big smile was drawn on the face that looked dumbfounded by the pinched flesh.

Little idiot.

Sartu let go of his face and gently covered it with his palms, looking at Luo Lai's rolling eyes and sneered.

Remember to eat or not to fight...

The easing of the relationship between the emperor and empress and the laughter returning to the side hall made the servants feel more relaxed.

Thinking that the little monster would be snubbed by the king this time, or be punished in other ways, Lady Latas gave a helpless smile on her tense face.

She whispered to another female officer, Il: "Compared with the relationship between kings and queens in the past, His Majesty's love for Jiao is really boundless."

Yi Er chuckled: "Who said it wasn't."

It would be a great shame to the king and the royal family if someone else found out that the queen was having a private meeting with a man, no matter whether there was a real relationship or not!

Putting to death and implicating the entire family aside, the lightest punishment in history is the abolition of the empress and hanging.

But what about their king?

Before even seeing any blood, the incident came to an end, and they even ordered these servants to shut up and not let the news out.

"Make preparations as soon as possible, Miss Latas." Il suddenly said meaningfully.

"What?" The old female officer Latas was taken aback.

"When will we return to Babylon."

"Well, tomorrow."

"Well, soon after returning to Babylon, the king will be crowned queen."

The old female officer Latas widened her eyes in surprise, and was just about to say how do you know, when she suddenly saw the scene where Wang kissed the green-haired young man.

Four years ago, the king, who was as violent as a burning sun, bent down and lowered his head, lowered his eyelashes and half-closed his eyes, turned his face sideways, and gently embraced the young man's lower lip with his lips, touching them one after another.

Not to mention that precious posture, the sunken and curved lips are all sweet and smiling...

The female officer Latas was dumb and then laughed, and gave her a soft hum in agreement.

"Indeed, we must prepare."

Alan, the king of Assyria, Old History and Luo Lai also did not get good results, and became widowers.

In this life...you can also marry a wife, but you know about political marriage, he has no true love for CP, ahem, this is the outline at the beginning (top the pot cover)

Although Sartu was also a widower in his previous life, he is definitely the darling of fate in this life.

Also, Shilik is a bachelor too (on top of the pot again)

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