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

"This is different." Zhong Lan's voice mumbled in his throat, "I didn't know what you were thinking at the time."

"Does that still count?" Wen Yao asked again.

Zhong Lan rolled his eyes away and hummed.

The night is clear, and among the clear dark blue, red lights rise up like dots of stars; the Qingshui River comes from the top of the mountain, clear and swift, carrying the warm and beautiful starlight of the river flowing past the gates of boys and girls in the capital.

"You can only belong to me alone." Wen Yao was ecstatic and suppressed, trembling slightly, hugged him in his arms from behind, and kept repeating, "I only have Your Majesty."

Zhong Lang turned his face slightly, the black hair on his forehead was scattered on the bridge of his tall nose, and his breathing was suddenly blocked.

He closed his eyes, feeling the subtle cold wind.The snow in the twelfth lunar month seems to be unable to cool the hot heartbeat.

"Wen Yao...you..." Zhong Lang wanted to push him away, but Wen Yao obviously didn't give him this chance.

He opened his eyes slightly, but his eyelashes were fighting with Wen Yao's.

Suddenly, a deafening roar of gongs and drums echoed over the capital!The two shook at the same time and separated.

"Your Majesty, urgent military report! The army of Yan State is coming towards the border!"

Not only Wen Yao, but even Zhong Lan was angry.

"It's this country of Yan again!"

Wen Yao's voice was hoarse and slightly angry, and he bit his ear lightly: "Keep it for later."

Zhong Lan understood what he meant and coughed.

The generals just came down from the red-light banquet. After washing up, they planned to sleep with Jiao Niang Meimei in their arms, but they were carried out and rushed to the palace in a hurry.

At this time, the messenger from the border had just arrived.

"Your Majesty, the Kingdom of Yan is at the border. They sent an envoy to deliver a letter, saying that their army will know whether to advance or retreat after His Majesty makes a decision."

Zhong Lan opened his letter, frowning.

He remembered that this incident also existed in the original book.

In the original book, Yan Guo forcibly annexed the allies in the north, and the momentum was the same for a while. He wanted to go south several times, but was blocked by Wen Yao at the border.However, although the Yan Kingdom can't do anything about Nanqiong, Nanqiong also has a well-known injury: no iron ore.As long as the country of Yan blocks Nanqiong's access to buy iron ore from the allies, it can boil frogs in warm water.

However, Nan Qiong was not a kind person. Seeing that Yan Guo wanted to drag them to death, he immediately changed to a quick-fire, brutal and powerful style of play.

Under such circumstances, Yan Guo threw out a suggestion of "talking about peace", and the way to talk about peace is very simple-marriage.

In the original book, Wen Yao sits on the throne of the monarch in the original book, and this marriage is naturally proposed to Wen Yao; but the current monarch is Zhong Lan, and he is also a famous man with an empty harem, so this marriage is naturally Mentioned to him.

When Zhong Lang read the letter, Wen Yao was watching from behind him.Looking at it, the sharper eyes drifted away from the paper, and slowly came to Zhong Lan's face.

Zhong Lan: "..."

I took care of the marriage in the original book for you, and you still see me like this.

A group of generals were still waiting with their necks stretched below the hall.Zhong Lang could only clear his throat, and told about Yan Guo's request for marriage.

Immediately, a general said: "Yan Guo learned that many of his new weapons were leaked, so he must be worried that we will catch up. Now that the gunpowder team has made progress, it is not impossible to overtake Yan Guo. Yan Guo is also worried that there will be a tough battle, so he asked And. According to what I see, it needs to be rejected."

However, many generals quickly retorted: "Although the gunpowder team has made progress, it is far from Yan Guo. If Yan refuses, Yan Guo will become angry and go all out immediately. Nanxin may not be able to resist."

Arguing and arguing, one voice gained the upper hand.

"Why don't you agree to the marriage to delay the time? When Nanxin's gunpowder weapons can fight against the Yan Kingdom, it will not be too late to tear up the marriage."

"no!"

A voice full of arrogance and determination attracted all the generals to look at the main seat.Zhong Lan sat on the top, holding the armrest, his eyes were determined and steady.

"Your Majesty," a general tentatively said, "there is no one in your harem. Letting the woman from Yan Kingdom not give her the throne, let her be a noble concubine, Zhaoyi, which can not only delay the time, but also give her the throne." Let the harem be more lively."

Zhong Lan shook his head, just as he was about to refute, a casually smiling voice sounded beside his ear.

"This Nanxin has to let the monarch sell his appearance to maintain stability? Then what else do you need?"

When Wen Yao spoke, there was a gust of cold air, as if they were frozen from head to toe.All the generals below gasped and knelt down: "I'm guilty."

Zhong Lan coughed lightly, telling Wen Yao not to embarrass them too much, and said in a gentle voice: "I disagree, there is no other reason, but because the one in the harem is easy to get jealous."

People: "?"

When did you have someone in your harem?

Wen Yao was startled for a moment, then his expression changed, like a spring breeze caressing a winter night.

A minister asked: "Then what should we do now? Yan Guo's posture is obviously that he must marry if he doesn't marry."

Zhong Lan looked at the letter carefully.The princess who will marry in the future is also clearly stated in the letter, it is Princess Yuncheng.This princess is also well-known and has a distinct personality in the original book.

Princess Yuncheng, the younger sister of Lord Yan, is gorgeous and gorgeous, with a hot and unruly personality.She doesn't like her daughter's needlework, but likes riding and shooting, and the art of war.However, in the original book, Yan Guojun, who has a strong desire to control, overwhelmed her. She tried to escape several times, so she was sent to marry him.Wen Yao in the original book gave her an unremarkable name, and never asked her again after she was thrown into the harem.Then she died in depression.

Zhong Lan stroked his fingertips, and had a plan in mind.

"Don't reply yet, let them come with the princess and discuss face to face." Zhong Lan said, "They will agree."

"This is also a good strategy to delay time! But I don't know if Yan Guo can delay it if I don't reply."

Zhong Lan narrowed his eyes: "It doesn't take long."

The messengers departed, and the courtiers dispersed.It was late at night, the sky was as deep as an impenetrable ocean, and most of the red lights floating on the river had been washed away and scattered.

Zhong Lan dismissed the palace servants and was about to push open the door of the bedroom when suddenly a huge force grabbed his shoulders and pushed him directly behind the door!

There was a bang.The door slammed shut.Inside the house, Zhong Lan was pressed against the door by a wild beast, and was forced to raise his chin to meet his gaze.

The voice trembled: "Your Majesty, what do you mean?"

The moonlight was falling from the window, Zhong Lan's pupils were light in color, staring at the person in front of him.When Wen Yao approached, he had already noticed it, and he was specially waiting for someone to come up to him.

"Don't be nervous. I just think that Princess Yuncheng hates Lord Yan very much. The enemy of the enemy is the ally, right? Let her come here first, maybe you can instigate rebellion." Zhong Lang raised his hand and gently replaced General Wen Yao. Fragmented hair brushed behind ears.

"You really won't marry her?"

"will not."

"Not even a title."

Zhong Lan laughed, and cupped his face with both hands: "Okay, no."

Wen Yao's ferocious expression disappeared like a tide.That flamboyant and gorgeous face seemed to be suddenly wrapped in a sense of fragility, and his eyes flickered, restless and worried.He gripped Zhong Lang's hand more and more firmly, but when he felt that Zhong Lang might be pinched, he suddenly loosened his grip.This went on and on again and again, never letting go.

Zhong Lan held his breath, his strategic eyes suddenly disappeared.

Only then did he realize that Wen Yao was so insecure.

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