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

After the Qingci Temple incident, Zhong Lang became much more depressed.

He became Wen Yao's target just like the original book.The original book was for revenge, so what is it for now?

He could clearly feel Wen Yao's hatred, and what was waiting for him was definitely not a good thing.

Since the separation that day, there was no news about Wen Yao, but the more this happened, the more disturbed Zhong Lang became.

In the deep spring, Li Quan finally brought good news.

"Your Majesty, I couldn't find anyone in the palace before. Later, the servants found the apprentice of the royal carpenter. He once followed the carpenter into the palace. Sunset Zhai reported that he had repaired the tables and chairs, so he was asked to do it. That is to say, It is said that he has not only come into contact with the bodhi wooden hairpin, but also met Mr. Wen."

Zhong Lan's pruning hand turned away, and a beautiful side branch fell off.

He hurriedly asked people to clean up the hall, and beckoned people to come in: "It's really rare that the woman he likes is a carpenter... But as long as he likes it, that's fine."

Li Quan understood the wink, and bowed his body to give way, a group of court ladies surrounded by a beauty who behaved crampedly came.

The beauty is obviously not used to such scenes, wearing brocade sandals, her ankles are too stiff to walk, clumsy but cute.The waist is slender, the waist is supported by thin willows, the blue hair is like silk, and the eyes are like silk...

"Wait! Why is this a man?"

Li Quan is innocent: "Your Majesty, the carpenter's apprentice is a man."

The beauty shrank her neck timidly, and Shi Shiran bowed down: "The grassroots Li Yunbai pays homage to His Majesty."

Zhong Lan stared at him with wide eyes, folded his arms and looked at him for a long time, finally beckoned to Li Quan's ear, and whispered: "Are you sure?"

"Your Majesty, you must be right this time." Li Quan said seriously, "The servants have searched all the names, and there is only one person who has met Bodhiwood and Mr. Wen, and he can't be wrong."

Zhong Lan stroked his chin and looked at the pale beauty.

"Get up. Why are you so afraid of me?"

Li Yunbo trembled: "The debts owed by Caomin's family are difficult to repay. Master said that Caomin can only sell himself into the palace to pay off the debt. Caomin's craftsmanship is not bad, and the Shang Palace Bureau can give you a good price. Therefore, as soon as Caomin sees the palace, he feels guilty in his heart."

Zhong Lan's eyes widened suddenly: "When did this happen?"

"I came up with this method in the early winter of last year," Li Yunbai lowered his head, "The body was cleaned years ago. It is still being raised now, waiting for the decree to enter the palace."

Zhong Lan: "..."

It's over, it's over, even the time is right.

There are indeed some nobles in this world who advocate masculinity, but masculinity is despised by the world.Zhong Lang's promise to Wen Yao was based on his own achievements.If Wen Yao is still the proton who has no power to fight back and lives under the fence, even if Zhong Lang loves him again, how can he open his mouth to ask Zhong Lang for a man?

Could it be possible for Zhong Lan to make a man a princess?

No wonder that kid Wen Yao suddenly changed his attitude.He was just a proton who couldn't protect himself, unable to repay Li Yunbai's debts, so Li Yunbai was forced to become a eunuch.Even if his temperament changed drastically in the future, it would be too late to steal a large amount of money from Mr. Heng Ze, and he would blame this crime on Zhong Lang, the feudal leader and cannibal.

"Get up. Li Quan, arrange a clean house for him to live in."

Li Yunbai was extremely panicked: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Stupid boy," Zhong Lan said with pity on his face, he didn't know whether it was towards himself or Li Yunbai, "don't be afraid from now on."

Spring goes and autumn comes, half a year has passed.The cold wind of early winter has returned, and the thin autumn clothes have not been replaced.

"Your Highness, the Second Prince and the Third Prince's residence are under control." The dark guard turned down from the eaves and knelt down to report, "The news has not been leaked, and I have followed your instructions. I asked the actor to copy the figure of the Prince, and act as the two who occasionally go to the streets. , in case anyone notices."

The cold light and thin blade suddenly slashed sharply at the bull's-eye, cutting the target made of fine steel in half.

Wen Yao's shoulders became wider and thicker, his eyes were focused, sweat ran down his jaw, collarbone, and muscles, and wet his shirt.The fingers gripped the handle of the knife tightly, and there was almost no afterimage when the knife was withdrawn and the blade was withdrawn.

The dark guard lowered his head, breathing heavily.

I haven't seen you for a few days, and the skills practiced by the master have improved again.

Wen Yao put the knife on the weapon rack, wiped his face with a sweat towel, and replied lightly, "Thank you."

"This is the honor of the minister."

"You keep an eye on the princes." Wen Yao put on his coat, stretched out his arms, and the waiting servant immediately came to straighten his robes, "I'm going to see my good father."

In the deep south palace, inside the layered gauze curtains, the choking smell of tobacco made people's mouth bitter.

"Father, my son is here."

The old man on the bed glared angrily, and writhed violently when he saw Wen Yao, but he couldn't get up at all, so he could only make a harsh and muffled phlegm sound from his throat: "Evil... evil animal..."

"Father, be careful that you are choking." Wen Yao gently straightened his head, "Be careful that you are seriously ill, and I will hang your life with thousand-year-old ginseng again, so that you will suffer for nothing."

All the palace people stood outside the palace, watching their noses, noses, noses, and hearts, solemnly and silently.The old man's resentful and indistinct curses and the banging of the bed were like an imperceptible wind, which was left behind by the whole palace.

Nan Qiongjun finally despaired, quietly raised his eyelids with layers of skin, and looked at the man in red as if begging for mercy.

"Father, my son asked the Ministry of Rites to change the code this morning. From now on, Emperor Nanqiong will not wear yellow robes, but only red clothes. Do you think this is okay?"

Nan Qiongjun moved his eyelids feebly, as if to say: It's up to you, don't worry about it.

Wen Yao smiled and tucked the quilt for him: "When I was young, the clothes my mother made for my son were all dark red and gilded. But later, my son had to learn to hide his strength, bide his time, and protect himself wisely. He even wore only black clothes. Grey, because she is so cute and pitiful, it can satisfy the temptress, and she can be less harsh on me and the queen mother. But what Erchen likes most in his heart is the dark red gilt."

"Kill, kill...kill me."

Wen Yao shook his head, as if rejecting the child's impolite request: "How can I kill my father? I will only let you live well, watch my son become the lord of the world, and then let all the sufferings I have experienced be rewarded." to the head of the sinner."

"Life is better than death."

……

This summer, Lord Nanqiong was seriously ill.

The unfavored eldest son was reported to have died, but he reappeared in the capital and intervened in the battle for the succession.

All the countries are eyeing each other, waiting for the moment of regime change, but there is no further news - Lord Nanqiong hangs his breath half-deadly, and the struggle between the princes has no further.

In autumn, Nanqiong suddenly launched a war against its neighbors, annexing the small country Nanqi unexpectedly.

The nations suddenly woke up: Lord Nan Qiong was not seriously ill at all, this was all directed and acted by Nan Qiong himself, just to let the nations relax their vigilance!

However, it was too late, and Nanqiong swallowed two small neighboring countries with his own power, so that the countries did not dare to attack and test easily.

The deep palace is full of dew, and behind the curtain is a figure in red sitting upright.The dim shadow of the stick was accompanied by groans, and the solemn sound of chime bells echoed.

"Gu has refused to hear from him for a year."

The courtier knelt down in the hall, holding up a scroll: "This week's news has arrived."

The hazy figure waved his hand casually, but his fingertips tensed in mid-air, as if he was suppressing some kind of desire.

The suppression still failed: "Submit it."

The silk roll was spread out, the figure was calm and elegant at first, and then suddenly straightened its back.

"Li Yunbai has a pretty face, is good at woodcarving, and has a gentle personality, but he has lost his position and turned into an eunuch."

"Xin Guojun has favored Li Yunbai for more than a month, and now he abolishes eunuchs and purifies him, claiming that it will harm people's livelihood, which is not God's will..."

"Li Yunbai lived in Yungong for several months and enjoyed the prince's salary."

With a click, the writing brush on the table was broken, and sawdust fell down between the fingers.

"My good lord, have you found another person who resembles him?"