I really didn't take the emperor of the enemy country as a stand-in

The good day has passed, but the monarch has not yet announced the opening of the banquet.

Jinluan warm lamp, jewels and jade.Zhu Yan soared around the beam with the string music, the guests were full, and the banquet was dignified.

The guests sat motionless, not daring to move, and looked at each other silently.

On the first seat, the monarch Zhong Lan propped his chin, relaxed and comfortable but didn't say a word.The warm fragrance beside her lingers between her eyebrows, making it difficult to see her face clearly.

The eunuch ran into the hall panting, and leaned into Zhong Lan's ear: "Your Majesty, I still can't find anyone. The teacher said that Young Master Yao didn't go to class this morning, and the servants don't know where he went."

Everyone saw that the atmosphere around Zhong Lan suddenly became intense.However, when he turned around suddenly, Zhong Lan did not get angry, but instead raised his wine glass: "Let's have a banquet."

The chief eunuch looked anxious: "But this is the birthday party you organized for Young Master Yao. How can you have a party if you can't find a birthday party?"

Zhong Lang took a sip of his wine casually: "He probably drank a lot last night, and now he is probably hungover somewhere in the corner. If he wakes up, the sun will be setting. Since there are wine and food, let's invite everyone to eat." Let's have lunch."

"..." The eunuch was speechless, and it took him a long time to say, "This servant will pass on the banquet."

A birthday party without a birthday party started, ended and ended in such a strange way.

The princes and nobles couldn't help sighing when they returned home. They really underestimated His Majesty's love and tolerance for son Yao. Not only did they specially organize a luxurious birthday banquet for the proton sent by him, a subordinate country, but they also gave the birthday party a hangover. Such an understatement.

At the same time, the always fierce and majestic Forbidden Army knocked on doors from door to door, like a group of old mothers who lost their chicken cubs.Even the common people can tell at a glance that it is the ignorant young master Yao who has returned from a hangover.

The chief eunuch followed behind Zhong Lang, showing embarrassment, and finally talked too much: "Your Majesty, are you really not angry with him?"

"Don't be angry." Zhong Lan narrowed his beautiful eyes, "I must pamper him."

There are rumors about them, and there are all kinds of speculations. Everyone admires the blessing of the young master Yao, but no one knows why the monarch dotes on him for no reason.

Three years ago, Zhong Lan transmigrated into the state of Xin.At the same time, he also has an identity, that is, an infinite pass player who wants to retire as a rich and idle person.

This novel world is the place he chose to retire.

The male protagonist in the original novel is the prince of Nanqiong Kingdom, who was taken as a hostage and sent to Xin Kingdom, where he suffered three years of humiliation and harsh treatment.When he became an adult, he inherited the Nanqiong throne, unified the world, and became the overlord of the world. At the same time, he also avenged his past, and made Xin Guojun die a bad life.

However, Xin Guojun, the role of cannon fodder, was carefully chosen by Zhong Lan for himself.The male protagonist loves and hates very clearly.In the original book, Xin Guojun treated him harshly and insulted him, so he died badly; but as long as Zhong Lan seizes the three years to dote on this young man who lacked love since childhood, he can turn from a "cannon fodder" to become a male protagonist who lacked love since childhood The most trustworthy and respectable person in my heart.

Not having to take responsibility, but enjoying the respect of the Lord of the World, this is the perfect retirement life.

For Zhong Lang, controlling a young man who doesn't know much about the world is easy.The only regret is that Young Master Yao has been spoiled by him and turned into a playboy.But Zhong Lan has rich experience in traveling, and I believe that the plot line can correct itself.

Seeing that the three-year period was coming to an end, Zhong Lang didn't intend to make extra troubles, so as not to make a boy of this age feel rebellious.

Returning to Shengyun Palace where he lived, he safely put the matter of his son Yao Qiao's banquet behind him, took out his retirement plan book, leaned on the bed leisurely, and carefully imagined his life after the transfer of power in the future.

According to the plot of the original book, Proton will be taken back by his mother country next month, and he will not be required to appear in the subsequent plots.When Zhong Lan thought that he could finally lie flat and retire, the corners of Zhong Lan's mouth even turned up slightly.

The eunuch waited at the side, sighing heavily.

His majesty's mentality is truly unmatched.

Suddenly, the little eunuch who was in charge of the transmission hurried in, knelt down on the ground with a thud, his lips trembled, and his chest heaved unsteadily: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, something serious has happened, Young Master Yao He..."

Zhong Lan was displeased, and put down the book: "Is he causing trouble again?"

"Master Yao, he, he..."

Zhong Lan was displeased: "Say it quickly."

"He fell into the water and died!"

thump—

The hand holding the book seemed to have lost its muscles and bones, and there was a loud sound on the edge of the gold silk wooden bed.

The little eunuch thought he was overly shocked, and explained with a mournful face: "The body is still intact, it was just picked up."

"He is the male lead, and he is blessed by the plot, how could he die?"

"If he dies, who will unify the world? Who will do the work of governing the world?"

In the blink of an eye, Zhong Lan wanted to understand something, and his eyes slowly widened.

"It's impossible for the male lead to die... That only shows that the one who died was not the male lead."

His throat seemed to be torn apart by great pain, and he spit out a light, almost inaudible sound bit by bit.

"Did I recognize the wrong person from the beginning?"

Time went back to two hours ago.

In the corner of the palace, Luochenzhai.

All the protons sent by the vassal states to Xin lived in this courtyard, and each lived in a wing room, with one or two servants around to serve them.

In the middle of winter, it was cold and freezing.

Two young eunuchs carried the charcoal into the courtyard and shouted loudly: "The charcoal fire for the first ten days—"

The doors slammed open.The little eunuchs came out with charcoal basins one after another, while queuing up, thinking about how to distribute the charcoal fires to each day.

Suddenly, a small eunuch's angry voice pierced the sky above the yard: "You gave them a whole pot just now, how come there is only half a pot left here? A pot of charcoal fire is tight after ten days. Let our young master be frozen?"

The two people sharing the charcoal fire looked at each other and smiled mockingly: "Wu Yong, how unpopular your master is, have you not gotten used to it yet?"

"You!" Wu Yong burst into tears, "Master Yao is favored by Lord Xin, and he is domineering in this palace. He doesn't like our son, so he can bully others with you dog slaves?"

Suddenly, a strange voice came from outside the courtyard: "Whose servant is this, who is also full of obscenities in the palace?"

The person who distributed the charcoal fire quickly turned around and saluted.When the voices were heard, the doors of each wing opened one by one. This time, the protons came out in person, standing aside in cautious embarrassment.

Wu Yong held half a pot of charcoal, his face turned pale, and he was at a loss where he was.

A gorgeously dressed young man followed by a mighty courtier strolled leisurely into Luochenzhai.

Young Master Yao casually turned around and ordered: "Since you want charcoal so much, then light the charcoal and stuff it into his mouth."

Behind him were five or six palace men dressed in extraordinary clothes.One came out after listening to the order, walked up to the little eunuch, turned on the stove that was holding for the master, took out a piece of charcoal with a clip, and said coldly: "Kneel down."

Wu Yong clenched his fists and did not move at all.The palace servant sneered, and kicked him hard on the kneecap, causing him to fall to the snow with a plop.

The hot charcoal turned red on the surface was emitting white mist in the cold air, and the sound of burning inside could even be heard.Wu Yong stood there in a daze, his lips trembling.

Suddenly, Young Master Yao himself said, "Wait a minute."

There was a glimmer of hope in Wu Yong's eyes.

Young master Yao grinned, admiring the look of his little hope being trampled out in the snow: "Wait for his master to come out and look at Sai."

"I'm here."

Everyone turned around.There was a boy in black all over outside the door of the corner room.

He is extremely handsome, with just the right skin and bones, and at a glance, he seems to be more beautiful than the bright red plum blossoms in the snow.However, there was a pair of extremely cold eyes on this incomparably flamboyant face, dark and bottomless.

He stared closely at Young Master Yao, step by step, walked forward without haste, and stood opposite him.

The young master Yao was horrified by him, and snorted: "It's just right, let this master see how to discipline the servants."

The palace man beside him understood, grabbed the little eunuch's chin with one hand, and was about to stuff hot coals into his mouth with the other!

Suddenly, there was a loud slap!

The boy in black raised his palm and slapped the little eunuch with a big ear!

No one expected this to happen.

The little eunuch Wu Yong turned his face to one side, but there was no palm print on his face.It turned out that the palace man pinched Wu Yong's face just now, and that palm happened to land on the hand pinching the face.

The back of Gongren's hand immediately became red and swollen, and she immediately wanted to cover the wound.As a result, the other hand loosened the clip, and the piece of red charcoal fell and rolled on Young Master Yao's feet, burning the hem of the clothes and giving off a pungent smell.

"It's burning me! Put out the fire, put out the fire!"

The palace people behind were busy in the corner.Young master Yao jumped around like a grasshopper.

"You! I'm going to tell His Majesty to go."

"Your servant made a slip of the tongue, and I have taught you a lesson. But I don't know what Young Master Yao is going to sue Emperor Xin? Sue me for missing half a basin of charcoal, or sue your own palace servants to scald you with charcoal?" Hei The boy in clothes looked like he had nothing to do with himself, "Wu Yong, get up."

The little eunuch Wu Yong got up in a daze.

"Take the charcoal that should belong to us and go back. Don't waste Young Master Yao Jingui's time, let him think about what to sue."

"Yes Yes!"

The back of the young man walking back seemed to be able to calm down the scene, so that when Wu Yong continued to pull charcoal from the big basket, no one stopped him.

Young Master Yao was so angry that he took it for granted that he couldn't speak. He was angry for a long time, but after thinking about it, he really couldn't find his fault.

Finally, he turned his head to look at the palace man who hadn't held the clip firmly, and slapped him twice: "Trash!"

In the corner room.

Wu Yong's tears couldn't stop spinning: "Yes, I'm sorry. I made a slip of the tongue again."

"I will return to my home country next month. After that, I will pay more than one slap for saying a wrong sentence."

"I, I was wrong." Wu Yong put down the charcoal basin, "I was just too impulsive."

The boy in black came over and handed over a bottle of wound medicine: "Apply to the face."

"I'm fine. I'm short of medicine..."

The eyes of the boy in black swept over like a sword.Wu Yong was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly grinned, and took the small bottle.

The master used his strength very cleverly, and hit the burner's hand completely.There was only a light mark on his face.

"Your Highness, why didn't you tell Xin Guojun that you are Wen Yao, the third prince of the Southern Qiong Kingdom? On the way we came, the fake exchanged the identity documents, and even bribed the escort officers and soldiers to give false certificates. If this matter Let Xin Guojun know, he will definitely see through that guy's hypocrisy."

Wen Yao's mother was the former queen of Nanqiong, but the concubine Yao took her place and even controlled Nanqiongjun's mind.Although Wen Yao is still the legitimate son, he has been bullied by the snake and scorpion stepmother.

Later, she even sent him and another son of the royal clan to Xin Guo as a hostage.

According to the usual practice, Xin Guohui would provide better conditions for protons who were born as princes, while those who were born as clan sons could only stay in the house where the servants lived.The son of the clan refused to endure hardship, and his mother's family felt sorry for him, so they came up with a trick.

They are not afraid of being exposed at all, and the queen may be wishing that the son of the abolished queen will be ruined.

Dove occupying the magpie's nest and also got blue eyes, because of the viciousness and secretiveness in his heart, the fakes often come to find fault on purpose.I don't know how many times the charcoal distribution has happened today.

Wen Yao looked out of the house through the window, there seemed to be some kind of restless and cruel emotion in his deep eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

"I can't prove it myself. But it's just that I live in a poor place." The thin lips parted slightly, and he said the words flatly, "After the last month, just go back to Nanqiong."

An hour later, there was a sound of armor colliding in the yard, and the sound of footsteps seemed to shake the ground.

A burst of jackdaws flew from the wall, screaming mournfully.

There was the sound of doors opening one after another outside the window.The officers and soldiers stood in the middle of the yard, their voices were clearly audible.

"Young Master Yao died from drowning. The cause of death cannot be determined. The close maid pointed out that a protégé clashed with Young Master Yao this morning and threatened to retaliate. Something strange happened, who is this person?"

There was a young Proton who spoke bluntly: "That palace man is avenging public and private revenge, talking nonsense! No one threatened revenge in the morning..."

Before he finished speaking, the elder Proton covered his mouth, telling him to protect himself wisely.The protons whispered to each other and talked a lot.

"The Xin Kingdom is so powerful, since it dares to have so many dependent countries offer protons, even if a proton dies of illness, the mother country would not dare to complain. As long as there is doubt, kill it."

"Xin Guojun loves son Yao so much, I'm afraid he is already furious. What if he would rather kill him by mistake than let him go?"

"Don't panic, don't panic. Isn't there only one person who started the conflict this morning? What does it have to do with us?"

The discussion outside the window gradually subsided.

Wen Yao and Wu Yong didn't open the door. Listening to the sound in the room, it seemed that through the thin layer of window paper, they could see the eyes of people outside the house looking at them. This look was enough to betray them to the guards.

"Among you, can anyone prove that he stayed in Luochenzhai after Young Master Yao left?"

"We can't prove it. Once the door is closed, who can hear the movement in the yard?"

The sound of talking outside has completely disappeared.

The guard's footsteps were getting closer and closer, and finally, with a bang, the frail wooden door was kicked open.

The cold steel knife pressed heavily on the boy's shoulder, accompanied by cold and cruel orders.

"You come out."

Suddenly, the eunuch shouted loudly from outside the yard.

A voice that was several times thinner than a crow shouted, "Your Majesty—"

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Update at six in the morning, I will ask for leave~

This article is a dog-blood sand sculpture style, the protagonist and the author have a clear mind, it is not a drama.Thank you little cuties for reading ^_^

【Request "Please Charm the God of Light" in advance】

Yele is a sealed evil god, coquettish and seductive, vicious and despicable.

In the interstellar era, he broke free from the seal, determined to take revenge, and turned the world upside down!

however--

He looked at the inexplicably extra crystal horns and the soft and sensitive wings.

"I...became a succubus?"

Ye Le did not give up, and the body of the succubus would also make humans pay the price.

He sneaked into the upper class of the Federation and wanted to stir up unrest.

Shocked by the charm, the crowd stared at him intently.

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Yele: "..."

This script is not right.

Even worse,

He sneaked into the temple only to find out that the one he wanted to charm was his old enemy, the God of Light.

The heavens fell, and the God of Light was the last god.

He is immortal and emotionless.

However, humans discovered that His divine light was gradually overheating and was about to swallow humans.

Mankind has tried every means to diminish its divinity, but to no avail.

——until Yele appeared.

That was the first time that human beings saw the desire and obsession of the God of Light.

He walked out of the temple for the first time, dragged back the lowly succubus who was trying to escape, and held him in his arms.

The pure eyes were covered by shadows: "Is my love for you not enough?"

Yele's identity was restored, and he was wanted by the entire universe.

Surrounded by the army, the god's residence came in person.

Ye Le looked coldly at the holy and stern holy light above his head.

Shengguang is majestic, wronged: "Can you change the wings and tail back?"