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

Wen Yao's heart almost jumped out.He hugged Zhong Lang back, responded to him, and gently comforted Zhong Lang's restlessness with his arms.

Suddenly, Zhong Lan opened his eyes in a daze, and the water vapor filled his eyes: "Who are you?"

Wen Yao's heart tightened, his face was exposed under the moonlight without any disguise.Fortunately, Zhong Lan rolled over in a daze at the bottom of his throat a few times, and completely lost his ability to distinguish under the force of the medicine.

Wen Yao's sanity finally came back, he slightly pushed Zhong Lan away: "Your Majesty, I am a gentleman and I don't want to do anything to you."

Zhong Lan's eyes were dull, his eyes were flushed, and he tilted his head as if he couldn't understand what he said.

Then, an undisguised force pushed Wen Yao down.

Wen Yao: "..."

He is a gentleman, Your Majesty is not.

He kissed Zhong Lan lightly on the forehead, and brushed up a lock of his long hair.The moonlight passed through the window lattice and leaked out from the gap between the five fingers, clearly outlining the blue silk wrapped between the snow-white knuckles.

"Your Majesty, you forced me to do this."

When Zhong Lan got up, there was a row of self-blaming guards standing beside the bed.

He prepared to get up inexplicably, and just as he propped up his body, a burst of incomparably sour pain exploded from his feet to his head, and finally turned into a white light of a splitting headache before his eyes.

His voice was horrified: "What happened?"

The guards stood aside, faltering.

"Your Majesty, you got up suddenly last night. You didn't listen to any persuasion. You kept breaking out and entered Mr. Xu's room. The ministers wanted to enter the room and pull you out, but you locked the door yourself and yelled Do not come in."

"The minister was sure that it was your voice, so he didn't go in. This morning, Mr. Xu opened the door and asked the minister to help you back."

"Mr. Li seemed to have eaten something he shouldn't have eaten yesterday. He felt hot and couldn't help himself. Fortunately, he was sent to the doctor in time. From this point of view, you should have been tricked too."

Zhong Lan was shocked for a long time, and immediately drove everyone out, took off his clothes and checked.There are indeed some bruised fingerprints and ambiguous marks on his body.But he couldn't remember at all.

He hurriedly put on his clothes, opened the door and asked, "Where is Mr. Xu?"

Coincidentally, Sheng Yun had just come out of the room with the help of the young man in red, when he bumped into Zhong Lan's words, he stood on the spot and turned around to look at Zhong Lan.

Zhong Lang stared straight at the sick young man in red, and seemed to see the thin limbs and torso under the wide robe.He could even vaguely see the glaring purple marks on the thin neck through the white gauze of the curtain.

He could imagine the torture and fear of what happened last night for such a weak person.Perhaps, I ignored the desperate struggle, the tears and rejection.

Thinking of what he did last night, his lips trembled, shocked and guilty.

"I forced you last night?"

Sheng Yun: "?"

Li Yunbai who just went upstairs: "?"

Wen Liang, who had just left the house, was yawning: "...!"

The young man in red coughed twice weakly: "Xu is also responsible, you don't have to blame yourself."

"No, how can this work?" Zhong Lang endured the pain in his joints, and hurried over to care, "Your body is so weak...I, I am a beast."

"..." The young man in red seemed ashamed, coughing violently.

Zhong Lang just raised his hand to lift up the white gauze to check Mr. Xu's body condition.

The white gauze was slowly pulled away, and was about to reveal his face. Suddenly, Mr. Xu took two steps back like a frightened little animal, turned his head and refused to show him, and hurriedly fled with Sheng Yun.

"Don't go!"

The red figure disappeared at the end of the stairs without even looking back.

Zhong Lan put his hands in his hands, with a broken and uncomfortable expression: "Is he a little daughter-in-law's reserve? Well, it's all my responsibility."

As he said that, he hurried downstairs and immediately went after Mr. Xu.

Wen Liang was standing in the corridor, already turned into a ball of coke.

"Brother, didn't he like that Mr. Li? Why did you get out with the nobleman last night?"

"Ahhhh! I'm done!"

This time, Zhong Lang took the initiative to pull Mr. Xu on the road without the need for excuses.

Wen Liang and He followed behind like henchmen, looking up at each other every now and then, like a child testing his parents after getting into trouble.

Zhong Lang took the initiative to invite Mr. Xu to ride with him.He originally thought that the other party would refuse, but later he found that as long as he didn't lift the white gauze, Mr. Xu would not reject him, and even approached him as if there was nothing, as if because of his nostalgia and dependence on him after a night.

He was a little disappointed: "We all have skin-to-skin contact, why don't we even take a look at our faces?"

However, since he made up his mind to be responsible, he has a lot of patience.Along the way, he told Mr. Xu his identity like a bean, and vowed that he would be responsible for Mr. Xu.

At noon, the team took a lunch break by the river.The guards set up a grill and slaughtered the rabbits they brought with them to eat.While waiting for the meal, everyone got out of the car for a walk, stretched, and took out the compass to check the direction.

Not long after Mr. Xu got off the car, he realized something was wrong and looked around.

"Have you seen Your Majesty?"

Everyone looked at each other, showing ambiguous expressions, and then pointed in a direction.

Mr. Xu didn't respond to the tacit expression, he turned around to look for Zhong Lang, and finally found someone under the tree next to the carriage.

Zhong Lan was playing with a simple folding camp bed made of wood and cushions.He made this thing by referring to the modern folding bed before he went out. Before every lunch break, he would open the simple bed and have a good sleep.

He turned his head and saw Mr. Xu was looking for him, and said relaxedly: "I just wanted to find you. This is a good thing for traveling, and I will share half with you."

"Split me in half?" Mr. Xu stood there dumbfounded, as if he didn't realize why someone would be so lazy. He sat the whole time, but he didn't even bother to move when he was finally walking around. After half an hour's lunch break, he was ready to sleep .

Zhong Lan lay on his side, leaving a space beside him: "Come on. You must be tired after sitting for a long time."

Mr. Xu: "..."

But he didn't say anything, and accepted Zhong Lang's kindness very gratefully.

The lunch break at noon every day is Zhong Lang's enjoyment, but today he reluctantly huddled on the side of the camp bed, leaving a large blank space for him.This is beyond impressive.

The camp bed is not wide enough to accommodate two big men.Zhong Lan carefully leaned out, as if he was worried that the "weak" Mr. Xu would not be able to get a good rest.He kept moving out, half of his back was almost in the air.

Suddenly, a white and bony hand wrapped around his shoulders from above his head, with the warm palm pressed against his back, gently pushing him into his arms: "Don't fall."

Mr. Xu's voice was abnormally hoarse, but it fit his weak image very well.At this time, the whispers were hoarse and surrounded by a touch of caring, like a gentle warm current circling around the pinna and entering the ears, making Zhong Lan close to him numbly.

There was a faint woody fragrance in the red room, warm and hot, enveloping his whole body.

Zhong Lan was extremely tired when he woke up this morning, with heavy eyelids.The hand behind his back patted lightly, causing him to quickly fall asleep.

A day later, they finally arrived at the city where the meeting was held.

When Zhong Lan got out of the car, he immediately turned his head, quickly supported the young man in red, and carefully watched him get out of the car: "Are you also here for the meeting this time?"

"I am the eldest prince's staff member. If he comes, I will come naturally."

Suddenly, there was a commotion on the street, and the people on the street were suddenly divided into two sides in extreme tension, turning their heads to avoid sight.

Two tall horses came boldly from a distance, and countless Nanqiong soldiers stepped in order, making a loud noise.

"The eldest prince is here! Get out of the way!"

"Cover your child's eyes and don't look around!"

Wen Yao is here too!

Zhong Lan was startled, and suddenly felt that the behavior of the pedestrians on the street was somewhat familiar. Thinking about it carefully, isn't this the description in the original book?

Wen Yao is a military genius, a hero, and a tyrant.Countless people are afraid of him. It is said that he has a natural sense of oppression and cruel dark temperament, which makes people dare not look directly at him.

Zhong Lan originally thought that Wen Yao would change from the original book, but everything is still developing towards the original story.He thought of the description in the original book.Wen Yao's cruelty after succeeding to the throne was all because he wanted revenge, and the hatred was on him.Wen Yao would skin him, peel his bones, and cook his flesh inch by inch...

Before Li Yunbai regains Wen Yao's heart, he can't act rashly!

He shuddered and quickly pulled Mr. Xu back.

Mr. Xu: "Why are you so flustered?"

"He once went to Xin Guo to be a hostage. I was sorry for him."

Mr. Xu's shoulders froze, his gaze fixed on Zhong Lan through the white gauze, and his voice was cold: "So?"

"I can't see him yet." Zhong Lan's attention was all on Wen Yao's carriage, and he didn't notice what was wrong with the people around him, "I am responsible for what he has become like this now, but I can't go up on my own." Seeing him, now is not the time to apologize, it's best not to see him."

People around: "Huh?"

"So I have to avoid him first."

"Oh."

Zhong Lan's voice suddenly relaxed, he took the hand beside him, and stroked it gently: "Don't worry. I already have a way to deal with him, and I can get you from him."

The young man in red's gaze hidden under the white gauze was as sharp as an eagle's, and he looked at Zhong Lan's confident eyes playfully.He pulled up the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"That's fine. I'll wait."

The author has something to say:

Zhong Lan: Sticking with my wife.

Wen Yao: Sticking with my wife.

Thanks to the mines of the white dwarf~

Thanks to the nutrient solution of Bai Queshu × 30; the nutrient solution of White Peach × 1~