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

"Your Majesty, you seem to have misunderstood..."

"Go to sleep, you are hurt too badly."

Mr. Xu was about to say something, but Zhong Lang suddenly hugged him tenderly, and put his soft arm under his neck.In order to appease Mr. Xu's uneasiness, he even whispered in his ear: "I've always hugged you, and I won't leave."

Hands patted his back lightly, every slap of the slightly cool palm briefly transferred the body temperature to the skin on the back, which was only a few inches away from the heart.His voice was soft and warm, as if hearing the sounds of nature that Yao Mengzhong didn't even dare to hope for, it almost violently overwhelmed his reason.

Zhong Lan didn't notice that Mr. Xu, who fell into his tenderness, although his brows and eyes were relieved and relaxed, his fists were tightly clenched, wishing to crush his own bones.

The next day, Zhong Lang hid him in the woods, and went outside to find a carriage that could be used as a disguise.As soon as he left, Mr. Xu, who was seriously injured and unable to take care of himself, got up expressionlessly from a deep sleep.

When Wen Yao returned to the mansion, his complexion was gloomy and his eyes showed a fierce look.

The surrounding servants and guards hadn't seen him like this for a long time, and they were too frightened to vent their anger.

Suddenly, there was a piercing sound of tearing cloth in the room!

Wen Yao changed into his original clothes and almost frantically tore "Mr. Xu"'s coat in half!At the end, he suddenly calmed down, picked up the piece of cloth that still had the smell of the bell, and buried his face in it, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably, like a cornered beast.

"Your Majesty, I'm really jealous of Mr. Xu. Give Wen Yao a little sincerity, okay..."

The morning market is very lively.This is the most prosperous area in South Qiong, and it is also the place where the alliance news is the most well-informed.

Zhong Lang was buying medicine for Mr. Xu, and next to him, the storyteller in the restaurant just started the first scene in the morning.

"Today, instead of talking about books, let me tell you something new."

The spectators in the audience looked at each other and laughed and said, "What are you doing? Isn't it just a prophecy? The news spread all over last night, and the story of Xin Guojun can fly all over the world. You have to say something special .”

About my prophecy?Before Zhong Lang had time to think, the story of the storyteller had already begun.

"This Xin Guojun is by no means the good-natured stubble on the surface. He has deep thoughts and low morals, which can be seen on the Internet. I have a story that has been passed down from word to mouth, and it was passed down in Xin Guo's palace. ! This story is called "The Overbearing Monarch's Young Prince"..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Who in the world passed this on? !

Suddenly there was a noise in the street, and tall horses crossed the street.

Someone shouted somewhere: "Catch them, don't let them run away!"

Two figures were running around in the street, and a large group of officers and soldiers chased after them chaotically.

Zhong Lan put down what he was doing, walked to the door of the store, and looked into the distance.However, the flow of people on the street is very mixed, and it is difficult to distinguish their identities.Two more teams cross the street: "Outflank left and right, get in front of them!"

not good!The direction they went was the place where Mr. Xu was hiding.

They caught the fugitive, but brought Chi Yu into trouble.Without saying a word, Zhong Lan got into the crowd.However, when he returned to the original place, the forest had already been surrounded by officers and soldiers inside and out.

Before it was too late, Zhong Lan watched helplessly as they pressed a weak figure, and the surrounding crowd exclaimed - Mr. Xu was pushed into the carriage by them, and escorted away under heavy guard.

Zhong Lang followed all the way, as the buildings on both sides became taller and the people became less and less populated, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and he gradually began to think about how to rob the prisoner.

The carriage stopped suddenly.This is a tall but gloomy building with beams and standing trees, the walls are painted iron blue, the door frame is rusty red, there are some bronze nails on the door, and there is a plaque hanging on it - the Hall of Execution.

He was already seriously injured, how could he endure the escape and arrest this time?

The rust-red door let out a dull groan, and opened it clumsily, revealing the dark scene inside, and there seemed to be a few places glowing with cold light.

Zhong Lan was about to step forward, when suddenly, the sound of horseshoes sounded not far away——

"See Your Highness!"

Zhong Lang quickly lowered his bamboo hat and hid among the workers not far away.

Wen Yao got off the sedan chair with a bong in hand, glanced at the carriage gracefully and contentedly, and raised the corners of his mouth in disdain.

Behind him were three or four masters whose skills were significantly higher than those of the soldiers.Zhong Lang knew that it was impossible for him to rob Mr. Xu before he was sent to the torture hall, so he retreated decisively.

Outside the torture hall, Wen Yao lowered his eyelids halfway, as if he was feeling the gaze from nowhere.For a long time, he lowered the corners of his mouth, both bitter and mocking, his eyes were long and narrow.

He took a deep breath.

Wen Liang was kidnapped.

He wailed: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has a lot, so don't embarrass me? Ouch, Ouch——"

"Shut up." Zhong Lang pressed the man on his knee coldly, "You have to help if you don't want to."

"But if Brother Huang blames me, what should I do?"

Zhong Lan pinched the back of his neck and lifted him up: "If it wasn't for your medicine that day, I would have met Mr. Xu by chance, and he wouldn't have been trampled by Wen Yao for nothing. I take half of the responsibility, and you don't take it." The other half is responsible, won't your conscience hurt?"

"You slept with me, not me... Ahhh, stop, stop!"

Wen Liang's eyes were full of tears, his neck retracted, and he muttered: "Then I can't help it..."

"The capital warden is your drinking buddy," Zhong Lang smiled, "I know that if you want to 'visit the prison', someone will open the back door for you, won't you?"

Wen Liang shuddered at his smile.

In the afternoon, Wen Liang and his entourage went to the punishment hall to visit his dog-meat brother who was convicted of "drinking and speaking rudely and deceiving the king".

They go in through the back door.Most of the followers stayed outside the door.

The warden frowned: "Your Highness, it's better for you to go in alone, this matter was kept from others."

Wen Liang felt something sharp against his lower back, and he quickly smiled and said, "My highness brought some snacks for my friend, should I let my highness carry the lunch box himself?"

"Then..." the warden glanced at the followers behind him in embarrassment, "at most one person will follow you in."

"Okay! Let's go."

Zhong Lan was holding the lunch box with one hand, and quietly pointed at Wen Liang with a dagger in the other hand.They followed the soldiers all the way up to the second floor, and suddenly there was a group of guards in different costumes.Suddenly, the door opened, and a long-haired man in red with a golden gun strolled out, but the room was completely silent.

Wen Liang was also surprised: "Is Brother Huang here today?"

The leading soldier nodded: "His Highness wants to interrogate the prisoner himself."

Zhong Lan's heart slowly turned cold.

Mr. Xu was already sick and weak.If it weren't for that glass of wine and that night by mistake, he wouldn't have become like this.

Wen Yao, how crazy are you?

Wen Liang also felt guilty: "Then, let's quietly wait for the emperor to leave, so let's take a detour..."

Suddenly, a heavy blow!The soldier leading the way rolled his eyes and fell down.

Zhong Lan's eyes were sharp: "He just left, it's the best time."

Before Wen Liang had time to call him to stop, Zhong Lan had already disappeared.

Just as Wen Yao left, it was time for the guards to change shift.Zhong Lang went into that room after a little planning.

Mr. Xu hung his head, his black hair was scattered, and his body was covered with blood and soot.

Beside him, the charcoal basin was burning, sizzling.All kinds of instruments of torture are on the wall, showing their teeth and claws.

When Mr. Xu heard the noise, he seemed to think that the torturer was coming again, his shoulders subconsciously twitched slightly, but he was unable to raise his head.

Zhong Lan's heart sank.

He suddenly thanked himself that he didn't leave Mr. Xu behind because he wanted to escape his responsibility and promise, and because of the so-called safety and prudence.

He walked to Mr. Xu and shook his shoulder lightly: "Wake up."

Mr. Xu moved his head slightly and his voice was weak: "Your Majesty..."

"Let's escape together."

Mr. Xu smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, I am in too much pain."

Zhong Lan's pupils shrank slightly, and before he had time to say anything, Mr. Xu leaned half on his shoulder: "Ahem, Your Majesty, I smell the smell of wine?"

His hair was messy, sticking to the side of his face together with the blood stains, he couldn't see his face, he just felt extremely pitiful.

Zhong Lan opened the lunch box.On the upper floor are meals and jugs, and on the lower floor are two daggers.He poured a glass of wine: "Drink some wine, numb the pain, bear with it."

Mr. Xu shook his head slightly, and stretched out his hand tremblingly to hold down the jug, signaling Zhong Lan to have a drink.

He looked so endearing.Zhong Lan also knew that he couldn't delay the time, so he poured another glass according to his wishes.

The red lips sipped the wine: "Your Majesty, please."

Mr. Xu's voice seemed to have changed.The three words seemed to have magical power when they were uttered from those gorgeous lips, which made Zhong Lan's consciousness confused, and the wine glass tilted slightly.

Mr. Xu watched him drink the glass of wine in one gulp, the liquid poured down when his Adam's apple moved slightly, and his smile became more obvious.

"Do you feel better? You can't delay, you have to leave as soon as possible—" Zhong Lang suddenly felt dizzy.

Suddenly, Mr. Xu who was leaning on him limply hugged his back forcefully, and pressed the struggling bell to the ground.

The door flung open.Wen Liang thief poked his head in: "Brother Huang, is my medicine strong?"

Grass is a group.

Before Zhong Lan fell into a coma, his eyes were blurred, and he saw Mr. Xu smiling evilly and brushing his hair back.

It was a familiar face.

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