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

Zhong Lan remembered.

Tomorrow night, the hostess will turn to Wen Yao for help because of being drugged, and the two will spend a beautiful night and have been entangled ever since.

Although this world is slightly different from the original, the plot line has the ability to be corrected.For example, Empress Nanqiong dispatched one more killer than in the original book, and the clan son also made a replacement move that was not in the original book. Wen Yao was still able to return home safely.

Wen Yao may do things that are not written in the original book, but he will never miss the things that have been written with a lot of pen and ink in the original book.

So the question is, what about the hostess?

The identity of the heroine is the adopted daughter brought by Liang Guojun, but this time Liang Guojun didn't bring any female relatives here at all!Where did the plot line conjure up a heroine for Wen Yao?

Wen Yao's pupils narrowed slightly, as if he heard something exciting, he raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly: "Your prophecy is interesting. Alright, let all the soldiers hold all the courtyards on the island tonight, and line up a team of guards outside the hall. Let's see which beauty will come into the room. If the prophecy is wrong, I want your heads!"

The gray-robed man remained calm: "It's only natural, Lord Nanqiong, just wait for tonight."

The meeting dissipated quickly.When Zhong Lan went back, he became more and more restless.

Li Yunbai glanced at him and whispered: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

"Getting along with each other these days. In fact, I have decided that Wen Yao cannot be domesticated. Sometimes he is kind, and sometimes he is full of hatred. He is so crazy that it is too disturbing." Zhong Lang fiddled with the chaotic chessboard, distracted Ning, "Now it's just a fluke, and I think he still has you in his heart."

Li Yunbai sniffled.In fact, he didn't remember going to Luochenzhai for a long time.However, His Majesty said that Wen Yao has always been in love with him secretly, and he is destined to become the overlord of the world, so he agreed to cooperate with Zhong Lang without saying a word.

Zhong Lang's beautiful brows were twisted into clusters, and his black jade-like eyes were dull: "The prophet said that he will spend a good night with a beautiful woman tonight. According to this trend, he will definitely fall in love with someone else."

If the plot line is revised and a heroine is created out of thin air, then after tonight, Wen Yao will definitely go on the same path as the original book, and naturally he will no longer be tempted by Li Yunbai.

Li Yunbai was shocked: "Then I, then I am not..."

"We have to hurry up, tonight is our last chance." Zhong Lang patted Li Yunbai's shoulder, serious, "If you didn't cut off the female lead tonight, I have to pack up and run away."

Li Yunbai was under a lot of pressure, but he still cheered up and nodded heavily.

After a long time, he whispered, "Your Majesty, take me with you when you run away?"

Zhong Lan: "..."

He starts packing his bags now!

The room is lit with sandalwood incense, so thick that it can dye the skirt of the clothes.In the dark and solemn room, the dark guard delivered the letter to the table.

"Your Highness, this letter was sent by Xin Guojun to 'Mr. Xu'."

Wen Yao's hand that turned the page hovered, and he raised his head: "Go down."

"Yes."

There was no one in the room, Wen Yao spread the letter unusually quickly, his eyes swept over it quickly, his expression remained unchanged.However, after putting down the letter, he picked up the bong from the side and took a deep drag.

When exhaling slowly, the cloud-like tobacco smoke lingered in the lonely expression, as if to cover up the boundless loneliness and embarrassment in the madness.

"Now you have such a well-behaved and obedient substitute as Li Yunbai, but you still miss Mr. Xu?" He sneered, "You are really worse than I thought."

He casually threw the letter into the charcoal basin beside him, and the rice paper became a scorched mass in two breaths, turning into ashes together with his soft heart and nostalgia.

When dealing with a scumbag, you can't leave any room for him.

Only when he possesses, controls, and surrounds people so that he cannot resist, and every breath and heartbeat can only be given by himself, then he can really get Zhonglan.

Soon after dark, soldiers took control of all the yards on the island.

The monarchs were a little uncomfortable, but fortunately the soldiers were polite, and they didn't dare to provoke such a powerful Nanqiong, so they lived in peace—when it was completely dark, they completely put aside their discomfort and began to gossip and look forward to it.

"Where did such a beauty come from, that she could have a flirtatious relationship with Wen Yao on such an occasion?"

The door of Zhonglan courtyard was closed tightly, and soldiers were on duty outside the door, knocking on the door every few minutes to count.The four corners of the courtyard were guarded by soldiers.

Suddenly, there was a sound of broken footsteps slipping past the corner.The soldier turned his head alertly.

A stray cat jumps.

The soldier breathed a sigh of relief and turned around.

In a blind spot in the distance, Zhong Lan held Li Yunbai with one hand, vigilantly investigating.

Li Yun shrank in fright, and hugged Zhong Lan tightly: "Your Majesty, this, this, will I really not be thrown out by him?"

"What are you afraid of?" Zhong Lan glanced at the hairpin on his head, "Now you are dressed as you first met, waiting shyly in his palace. Will he refuse?"

When they arrived at the palace where Wen Yao lived, Wen Yao was still dealing with government affairs in the study.Li Yunbai shyly hid in the bedroom, and Zhong Lan gave him ten thousand warnings.

"Don't be robbed by Yingying Yanyan outside! No matter what you do, you won't ask a girl to throw you out, will you?"

Li Yunbai nodded solemnly.Only then did Zhong Lan go back in peace.

When I heard that Yao was dealing with government affairs, he raised his head, and the bright moon was like water, scattered among the yellow leaves of the peninsula in the clear autumn season.

He walked out of the study, his eyes fell on the bedroom with candles, his eyes half-closed, and he turned to greet the guard outside the door: "Is there anything unusual?"

"Your Highness, everything is normal."

Wen Yao chuckled and shook his head disdainfully.

This prophecy is ridiculous.This island is full of monarchs from various countries who came here for the alliance, and it is difficult to find a pretty girl; not to mention, he is a normal person with normal thinking. Can he sleep with a beauty with his head pressed down?

Suddenly, a guard ran over in a panic: "Your Highness, it's not good, something is wrong!"

"how?"

"Xin Guojun suddenly suffered from an old illness, and the momentum was huge, which shocked the guards." The guard reported, "The people in the courtyard did not respond, but the guards on duty reported something wrong. Do you need to ask the imperial physician for Xin Guojun?"

old disease?

Wen Yao's tone suddenly changed: "What old disease? I have a splitting headache and want to attack someone?"

The guard was surprised: "Your Highness, do you know?"

"There is no need to call a doctor. There is no cure for his illness. You all go down."

The guards looked at each other, and retreated in confusion.

Wen Yao's expression was determined, with no waves in his eyes, he turned his head and wanted to go back to the bedroom.

Footsteps stopped at the door.

He closed his eyes, and his steady breathing exposed the waves that had been concealed for a long time under the gradually intensified emotional waves.

"You just want to see him. Wen Yao, you don't care about him." He said to himself.

In order to hide himself, he even put on a curtain to hide his face, and quietly used lightness kung fu to avoid the guards and enter the courtyard.He found Zhong Lan's room with ease, and pushed open the window, only to find that there was no one in the room.

Looking around, he found that all the servants were anxiously gathered in the front yard.Although they were urgent and anxious, no one dared to move.

Wen Yao quickly understood, and walked towards the undisturbed backyard.

The cold water in the half pool is icy cold under the freezing autumn night, reflecting the moonlight without temperature, sparkling in the neighing of the autumn cicadas.

Wen Yao's pupils constricted, and his nails sank into his palm uncontrollably.

Zhong Lan's black hair was all loose, and she was only wearing a single dress - and the only single dress was half-faded, hanging on her arms in a big way, revealing her tender red and white shoulders.He was half lying on the side of the pool, clinging to the rocks by the pool, clasping the stone with his fingers, his joints were almost dented white.

His face was completely red, the side of his neck protruding from his muscles was wet with cold sweat, and his eyes were full of strange but familiar aggression.If it wasn't for this pool of icy water, he might have lost his mind and killed him.

His eyes focused on Wen Yao the moment he stepped into the backyard.

This accident broke the balance that Zhong Lan had managed to maintain.He propped himself up, pulled out his wet legs from the pool, and swayed up, his eyes were sharp but unfocused, and he walked towards Wen Yao, murderous.

On his face, reason was fighting a severe headache, heart-piercing pain.

Wen Yao opened his mouth, and gently called him in Mr. Xu's voice: "It's me."

Zhong Lan's pace stopped, he frowned as if thinking about it, his empty eyes swept over Wen Yao's whole body.

Red clothes and white gauze, he recognized the person: "Mr. Xu?"

"It's me, I'm here." Wen Yao walked over carefully and hugged Zhong Lan gently.He remembered that Zhong Lang once gained a moment of peace in his embrace.

Sure enough, his hug worked.Zhong Lan's breathing calmed down obviously, and he buried his head in Wen Yao's neck, inhaling the sandalwood on his body through the gauze.

Suddenly, Zhong Lan's shoulder twitched violently, and the tranquility was broken by a violent attack.

"Why have you been away for so long, so long—"

He slammed Wen Yao down.The two fell into the pool together, splashing water.

Before Wen Yao had time to control his limbs, he was suddenly pressed against the edge of the pool by a huge force, staring at the person in front of him with wide eyes.

His eyes were bloodshot, his perfect facial features were paired with a well-proportioned muscular body, and his thin lips were blushing.

That is a banished immortal who has fallen into the path of love and evil.