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

Zhong Lang's emotional experience is very poor.But he has also read some books and TV series about love and love, and knows that the relationship between himself and Wenyao is at the stage of "not enough lovers above AUO".

Xuan Tang twirled the beads while complaining: "This is the first time I've seen two people who can count the number of times with two hands. They are not lovers above Youda."

Zhong Lan: "...Now I have to distract myself."

He made plans.He and Wen Yao gradually developed a tacit understanding in getting along with each other tacitly, holding hands inadvertently, embracing inadvertently, kissing uncontrollably, and finally leading to a voluntary harmony that has never been seen before.

Xuan Tang rolled his eyes, got up holding the Buddhist beads, and pushed open the door: "I'll come back tomorrow morning to assist you."

Genius is bright.

Zhong Lan opened his eyes.

He changed into a clean and elegant robe with gold patterns on a white background, put his hair up in a bun, and walked gracefully to the study room where government affairs were handled.Push open the door, the room is ready to curl sandalwood.

The sky was still covered with a layer of light blue night, Zhong Lan deliberately came early, just to be there before Wen Yao went down to court.

In the original book, Wen Yao has a habit after becoming a hero: only eat cold food for breakfast.It is said that others thought at first that he was just trying to control himself from eating less, so that he could concentrate and not get sleepy when dealing with government affairs in the morning, even the little eunuch who had been serving him thought so.But Yuchu later discovered that he was actually a cat tongue, but he couldn't eat hot food in the morning.

Zhong Lan actually didn't realize that Wen Yao in this world had such a habit.These days, Wen Yao plays the role of "coolie captive" conscientiously, never putting on airs or making more demands.

For this reason, Zhong Lan specially served fresh fish porridge and side dishes to cool in advance.In the name of handling government affairs in advance, he "accidentally" left breakfast cold, and then "accidentally" found that cold food was more suitable for Wen Yao's appetite, and he would become the first person who was considerate and meticulous and discovered Wen Yao's little habits.

"When eating together, it would be even better if you occasionally touch the spoons with your fingertips." Zhong Lan narrowed his eyes.

Thinking about it, the ends of his eyes were slightly red.

Obviously, everything that should be done has been done, but the feeling at this time is still particularly new and uneasy.Zhong Lan licked his lower lip, as if the imaginary slight touch made people blush even more than the previous contact.

There were loud footsteps outside.Xu is down.

Wen Yao raised his eyes in surprise when he walked into the study: "Your Majesty, why did you wake up so early?"

"Yesterday's business is not finished," Zhong Lan raised his head and smiled, "I still have to inspect the progress of gunpowder today, so I can't delay."

Wen Yao's complexion suddenly became tense, his sharp eyes were half-closed, and his facial features were slightly frowned.He hurriedly walked to Zhong Lan's side, pulled Zhong Lan past him, and placed him on the soft couch next to him, lest he would be tired.

"What?" Zhong Lang felt a little funny.

Wen Yao pursed his lips, breathing deeply.He turned his head suddenly: "Let's eat first, an empty stomach in the morning will hurt your health."

"Hey, wait a minute." Zhong Lan showed an expression of suddenly remembering, "When I came here, someone had already set up breakfast in the hall next to me, but I forgot just now. It just so happened that I was a little angry today, so I ate some cold food. Things are more comfortable."

Wen Yao hesitated, but was dragged by Zhong Lan to the small hall next to the study to sit down and have a meal together.

After the two sat down, Wu Yong stood behind Wen Yao and his eyes rolled wildly.

Why isn't Li Quan here?

Li Quan is Zhong Lan's chief eunuch.When Zhong Lan eats, Li Quan always prepares the dishes beside him.Why is there no one today?

Seeing that there was no one to serve him, he could only take the initiative to go forward and pick up a spoon to serve porridge for the two of them.

Zhong Lan stopped him immediately: "Wait a minute. You don't need to wait. I don't like people standing by when I eat."

Wu Yong bowed his body to apologize, and walked aside.

Zhong Lang naturally finished the porridge with a spoon, and passed it to the other side: "Here."

The corners of his mouth curved inadvertently, as if he saw the touch and friction of his hands during the handover.The warm and short-lived touch will cause a fascinating and addictive shudder on the skin...

He took the spoon with one hand in confusion, without touching it at all.

Zhong Lan: "..."

This pot of casserole porridge was originally cooked with fish soup and crushed prawns. After an hour, it just lost the scalding heat, but it was not so cold that it would irritate the teeth and stomach, and there was no fishy smell.Soft, glutinous and sweet, delicious and mellow.

Zhong Lang lowered his head and drank half a bowl, thinking about the timing of the cut.He should have been "surprised" to find Wen Yao's preference for cold food when he was drinking to his fullest.

almost.

Zhong Lan raised his head and said gently: "You..."

He was about to say, "You prefer to eat cooler food", but the words were blocked in his throat.

The porridge in Wen Yao's bowl has only faded a little.He was absent-minded, with a light shadow hanging down his eyelashes, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhong Lan: "..."

For some reason, he, who was never angry, became a little restless, and he couldn't tell where it came from.

"cough."

Wen Yao suddenly came back to his senses, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Zhong Lan with a dull expression on the other side of the table.

Zhong Lan took a towel from the palace man and wiped his mouth: "Eat some more, there are many things to do today, it will be hard."

"Yeah." Wen Yao came back to his senses, picked up the bowl, put it down after three or two strokes, and when he looked up again, he looked at Zhong Lan with a slight redness in his eyes, showing some subtle distress.

After breakfast, what was waiting for them was the recent memorial that was as high as a mountain and related to gunpowder.

The desk is wide and the couch is soft, so it should be just right for two people to sit next to each other.Zhong Lan didn't think about it at all.

When he first arrived in the morning, Zhong Lan was full of other things in his mind, and he didn't feel anything about this mountain of affairs. At this moment, he realized that boredom and helplessness jumped up.He squinted at Wen Yao who had just sat next to him, and pouted.

Forget it, we said to deal with it together, let's deal with it together.

He picked up the brush, dipped it in the ink, and opened the memorial to read boredly.

Progress is zero today.

There is no accidental contact, and no more accidental heartbeat.

After that, holding hands, hugging, kissing, intimacy... When should we go?

His laziness seemed to be aroused by all these things, and the rare anger in his heart became more and more intense.

Suddenly, a suppressed and unbearable voice trembled in his ears.

"Your Majesty...you don't have to do this."

Zhong Lan: "?"

What's up with him?

Zhong Lan turned his head, just in time to see Wen Yao's tightly clenched fist with white knuckles.His side face seemed to be filled with unbearable pain, and he could no longer suppress it, he could only burst out and fall into the abyss-like pupils.

Wen Yao snatched the brush from his hand.Fingers skimmed the warm skin of the bell.

Zhong Lan: "?"

Complete a task.

With a bang, the writing brush was dropped on the table.Wen Yao closed the memorial in front of Zhong Lang, forced Zhong Lang into the corner of the armrest of the soft couch, and then surrounded him with one hand.

The coquettish eyes with aggression and encircling gaze firmly locked Zhong Lan in the center of the line of sight.

The tips of their noses touched each other, and their breathing gradually synchronized.

The heart misses a beat.

Zhong Lang felt his ears were hot.

Is this "accidental heartbeat"?

It seems that one more task has been completed.

Wen Yao stared into his eyes: "I can understand His Majesty's intentions. But please don't do this again, Your Majesty."

Zhong Lan suddenly woke up.

so?What is this?

"I know what kind of torture it is for His Majesty to take the initiative to work. I have done things that His Majesty doesn't like in the past, and I won't do it in the future. Your Majesty must not ... force yourself for me."

It turns out that he just thought I came here so early for work!So from just now, the distraught person has been blaming himself.

"Wait, it's not..." Zhong Lan quickly denied.

Suddenly, Wen Yao's expression changed suddenly, and he stared at Zhong Lang's eyes affectionately and enthusiastically, his feelings were so thick that he seemed to be sucked in, even his voice seemed to be able to confuse people's hearts.

"Your Majesty, working so early and keeping breakfast cold will only make my heart hurt even more."

Zhong Lan blinked, realizing that there was no excuse.

Is the person setting of paddling water and fishing already so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people?

"okay."

Suddenly, a big hand supported the back of his head and pulled him into his arms.Hot lips scalded the side of his neck.

Zhong Lan's mind suddenly went blank.

A casual hug.

The third task is also completed.

Wait, today, it's too much.

Wen Yao let him go.His expression was serious and indifferent, but his eyes were burning with raging fire, which seemed to swallow him up.

Getting closer, getting closer...

How is this progress so fast?

Zhong Lan's mind was in a trance for a while.The slightly cool lips wrapped all of his softness, and he didn't let his breath go...

The fourth task, also completed?

The author has something to say: the morning is too short, this is a supplement~

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