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

Wen Yao caressed Zhong Lan's profile.

Zhong Lan closed his eyes, his facial features were tightly knit as if he was fighting against the severe pain.Suddenly, his figure flickered.Wen Yao reached out and took him into his arms in time.

Suddenly, Zhong Lan bit Wen Yao's shoulder, and his back twitched slightly.

Wen Yao didn't move.The smell of blood rushed into the nasal cavity along the autumn wind.A dazed but nasty hand clumsily but fervently doing bad things.

Wen Yao snorted lightly, with a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, what do you want..."

Zhong Lan's face was already blushing, and he looked up at Wen Yao ignorantly, biting his reddened lower lip lightly, and let out an inexplicable hum from his nasal cavity.

"I am so sad……"

Wen Yao let out a heavy breath, and lifted the curtain fence, black hair scattered on the water surface like a waterfall and intertwined with the bell.

Two arms actively wrapped around Wen Yao's neck.

Wen Yao kissed him heavily.

Zhong Lan had a dream, surrounded by a boundless blue sea and chaos, everything was blurred, he knew this place was fake, but felt very familiar with reality.

This is a memory from a past day.

He was walking on the trail with a companion.His companion asked him, "Why don't you go home?"

"Go home?" Zhong Lan chuckled with his pockets in his pockets, his eyes narrowed into a crooked moon, "The plane I came from has been shattered by the gap in time and space. I have no choice but to choose a decent place to retire That's it. Just be a mysterious wealthy idler."

The friend chuckled: "Why don't you let the Lord God send you a beauty to relieve your loneliness?"

"It's not like you don't know. Where are the NPCs in the small world who are normal? How about sending you off?" Zhong Lan scolded with a smile, and finally, they walked to the door, "It's hard for me to be a normal person, and I have to talk to the NPC." Dealing with it, this retirement is too embarrassing."

They walked to a row of bookshelves.My friend saw that Zhong Lang took a book from the shelf and changed many books, but he couldn't see the words on it because he didn't clear the level.

"Apart from idleness and wealth, what else do you choose?"

Zhong Lang responded calmly while flipping through the pages: "Some players stayed in the mission voluntarily before. Some of them are very bookish. I have to confirm with the Lord God to rule out this situation."

"Confirm what?"

"The big boss must not be a gay..." He flipped the pages and fell silent, as if he was satisfied with the book in his hand, he raised his head and asked Void, "Is the hero of the big boss in this book really straight? "

There was a casual "yes" in the misty.

Zhong Lan flipped through the pages in satisfaction.When you flip the pages of the book with your fingers, the plot screen flashes directly in front of your eyes.The picture was blurry, and the face could not be seen clearly, only a man in red was standing on the battlefield surrounded by black clouds, with banners fluttering behind him, swords and swords flashing.

This book has only one heroine in the background, and they are all conquest scenes, which is very good.

Zhong Lang remembered that he read this book several times back then, memorized it carefully, and then sent it to the Lord God.

In the dream, he was the same as in the memory, and he carefully read the book many times.

Suddenly, the picture changed!

The face in the painting became extremely clear, Wen Yao's eyes were flushed, his eyes were yearning and greedy, and he called his name affectionately in his ear.And his own hands wrapped around his neck, his joints were pink, and his limbs twitched slightly.

etc!What happened to that scene just now?He remembered that he had never seen such a scene back then!

Suddenly the screen switched, as if it was just an illusion.Wen Yao's eyes were dark, his flirtatious face was hidden in the shadows, and he sat on the throne sullenly and stared down at the screen.His eyes seem to pass through the interface, looking directly at Zhong Lan's soul, just like his bloodthirsty and madness described in the original book.

The difference is that his knife-like eyes have become tender.

The original beheading became as flexible as a knife because of the charming emotions, gentle and lingering with each knife.

Zhong Lan woke up with a start, sat up suddenly and covered his forehead.He was very refreshed, and his clothes had been changed to new ones at some point.

"He got sick again? Why did he get sick at this time?" The picture in front of him was still shaking, and he was holding on to the bedpost unsteadily. "Fortunately, this time he got sick quickly, and he receded quickly."

As soon as his feet touched the ground, a pain like electric current went straight to the tailbone along the skin where the toes touched the ground, and then rushed to the brain: "Hiss——"

Before he could react to what happened yesterday, there was an eager knock on the door.The servant reported outside: "Your Majesty, I have already asked you for leave this morning. However, there is a big event at the meeting just now, and this servant dare not delay."

"what?"

"Prince Nanqiong announced that last night's prophecy was correct. Those prophets immediately gained the trust of the entire alliance!"

Zhong Lan's first reaction was that Li Yunbai had succeeded.

There were eager footsteps outside the door again.Li Yunbai's voice was crying, and it was very clear outside the door.

"Your Majesty, Young Master Wen didn't return to the bedroom at all last night, I didn't wait for anyone!"

bang.

The string in Zhong Lan's brain broke.

He looked down at his body very stiffly, and gently opened his collar, revealing a purple and ambiguous trace.

Zhong Lan was on the spot, his eyes were empty, and the strange scene in the dream came up just now—it turned out that it was caused by the interference of external stimuli in the dream, which caused confusion!

That scene actually happened last night!

He previously inferred that the self-correction of the plot line would treat the person last night as the heroine.

It turned out that the heroine was myself.

It turned out that I was the one who was going to entangle Wen Yaotang to take the emotional line.

The door snapped open, Li Yunbai poked his head in: "Your Majesty?"

"Come here quickly." Zhong Lan said with a blank expression on his face, "Pack up your bags."

"This is unbelievable!" A wrinkled monarch gasped in amazement, "Under such circumstances, the prophecy of Prince Nanqiong's actions, if not for the tough attitude of Prince Nanqiong, I would have thought it was a partnership scam .”

Empress Tang Guojun smiled triumphantly: "They predicted again in the early hours of this morning that the Yu Kingdom outside the alliance would attack the Kingdom of Jin, but it was verified in the afternoon, and even the time was right."

The monarchs immediately showed awe to these gray-robed men.

Gods, gods, ghosts, and ghosts can even control these powerful people.

The gray-robed man laughed contentedly.

At this time, footsteps came from outside the hall.Wen Yaoshan came late, with a somewhat absent-minded expression, as if she didn't want to come.

"Gu also heard about the prophecy this morning." Wen Yao looked at the gray-robed man with subtle eyes, "Gu agrees with your prophecy."

Hou Tang Guojun immediately put on the expected smug smile, cleared his throat and walked to the gray-robed man, cupping his hands slightly: "Master, since this is the case, for the sake of the future of the alliance, I would like to ask you to answer the questions that you are most concerned about."

"Very happy."

"The world, long-term unity must be divided, and long-term division must be united." Later Tang Guojun said, his eyes glanced at the tense people in the hall, "Who do you see the future winner?"

"Well," the gray-robed man's gaze first fell on Wen Yao, however, he suddenly grinned as if he had waited for the moment he was most looking forward to, "he's not here now."

Hou Tang Guojun was shocked: "Not in the alliance?"

"The victor is Xin Guojun." The gray-robed man stared closely at Wen Yao's increasingly cold pupils, "In the future, no one can control him, and he will ride on all of you."

Wen Yao's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his mouth stretched into a sharp line.

The gray-robed man pondered: "It's uncontrollable."

Xin Guojun left without saying goodbye.The whole team took advantage of the meeting of nations to board the ship on the outlying island.

Li Yunbai figured out what happened last night, his eyes widened.

"Isn't it just right for you? If Mr. Wen is interested in you, you don't have to worry about how to marry someone to him."

Zhong Lang choked when he heard "married", and then thought that he was the one who mentioned this.He sighed: "I want to use the means of a lover to tame him and make him...be gentler."

At least not the way it is now.

He couldn't figure out why Wen Yao became more extreme.

Is this the nature of the crazy hero?

Zhong Lan thinks about the memory in his dream.

After the screen was disturbed by the spring breeze last night, it returned to normal. At this time, recalling Wen Yao's sternness in that screen, Zhong Lan's heartbeat paused.

Li Yunbai asked again: "Didn't you say that he is destined to be the lord of the world? Then we are lucky to get in his car anyway?"

"If he won't be affected in the future, he will even be even crazier." Zhong Lang sneered, "Do you want this blessing for you?"

Li Yunbai flinched: "No."

It's fine if Wen Yao can be gentle, but if he can't influence him, he's throwing himself into a trap.

"That's it." Zhong Lan rubbed his brows, "This is also a lesson for me, don't try to tame wild horses. Fortunately, there is still time. Although Xin Guo has been silent for three years and is no longer the overlord, it is not something that Nan Qiong can control now. .”

This is also the reason why he was not afraid of being rude and took people away decisively.Although the alliance is already owned by Wen Yao, he will not turn against him hastily. He will return to the country of Xin while the countries are still suspicious and speculating, and then rectify the troops, and correct the course before everything has reacted.

Zhong Lan was ready to treat this world as a hegemony dungeon, with various possibilities running through his mind.

After all, retirement is still delayed.

His heart was bleeding.

"The boat went directly along the river and headed north by water." The subordinates came over and reported, "We are about to leave the boundary of the southern vault."

The morning mist has not yet dissipated, and it is a vast expanse of whiteness.The boat broke through the water, broke through the fog while sailing in the waves, and finally was able to hide and see the boundary in front of him clearly.

Suddenly, Zhong Lan sternly said: "Stop!"

The boatman dropped anchor immediately.There was still a dense fog in the distance—the breeze was blowing, and some figures were faintly exposed.

At the same time, more and more ships surrounded them from all sides.