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

The night was heavy with dew and the wind was blowing.

After Zhong Lan finished his bath, he leaned against the window with a melancholy expression.

"What happened to him?"

Three or four days later.

Unlike the previous few times, the last few times he has been voluntary.After so many years of abstinence, he was finally liberated, and when he was eating his essence, Wen Yao tried to avoid him in another way.

"Did I scare him?" Zhong Lang reflected on himself, turned around and beckoned, asking Li Quan to send two boxes of top-quality snow clam supplements to Wen Yao Dianli, "After taking so many supplements, it can't be enough?"

He thought of this and clicked his tongue.

Li Quanhou was beside him, with a helpless expression on his face: "Your Majesty, you gave His Highness too many things. How can anyone eat so much? Nosebleeds continued, and he lost blood to death."

"Then why is he always like this recently?"

Zhong Lang thought of a long time ago, when the two of them were playing a life-and-death forced correction game, Wen Yao wished he could stick to himself all day long.It's hard for him to dodge like this now.

"Perhaps there is some misunderstanding." Li Quan said caringly, "Don't you know His Highness's thoughts on you?"

misunderstanding.

Zhong Lan frowned.Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes, as if he had found his way.

"I need to talk to him."

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

"Report—traces of gunpowder were found in the northwest again!"

Zhong Lan cast his attention at once: "What!?"

The northwest has always been the hinterland, and the allies are connected to it.Moreover, this direction is connected to the only iron mine in Xin Country, which is extremely important for Nanqiong, which originally had no iron mines.

Zhong Lan immediately got up and put on his clothes. Before he could leave the room, he saw a red figure approaching from a distance.

"Your Majesty," Wen Yao nodded lightly, "I heard the news. Leave this matter to me. Please rest early."

Zhong Lan frowned, thinking that he was tired of hearing Yao not moving for the past few days, his heart sank, and he shook his head hastily.

"You are already like this."

As soon as he grasped Wen Yao's hands, tears welled up in his eyes, while sighing, he looked at Wen Yao's whole body.The opportunity for Zhong Lang to take the initiative to work is once in a lifetime, but he still made a choice between his work and Wen Yao's failure.

The elegant and calm Wen Yao suddenly became stiff, and slowly lowered his head to look at Zhong Lan's eyes, only feeling a current passing through his body, and his breathing became short of breath.

He squinted his eyes and held back: "The composition group is still short of some clues. This opportunity is rare. You can observe the shape of the explosion on the spot."

Zhong Lan nodded.

Sure enough, as he expected, Wen Yao, who was overworked, was even busier, and even went on a business trip urgently. Not to mention having a life with him, it was hard to even see him.

Zhong Lan met with the envoys from Yan Guolai and Princess Yuncheng several times in the palace, delaying the marriage again and again.He thought a little lonely, Wen Yao was so relieved to let him see Princess Yuncheng by himself?Has this vinegar jar melted into water?

On the northwest border, Wen Yao raised his hand, and a carrier pigeon landed.

Standing beside him were a few big men with uncertain expressions. Although they were waiting in good order, their eyes were very vigilant.

Wen Yao poured out a piece of jade pendant the size of a thumb from the small tube of the carrier pigeon, and the faces of those people changed drastically when they saw it, and they quickly saluted.

"Since it was entrusted by the princess, the subordinate will naturally die."

Wen Yao didn't speak, but narrowed his eyes and began to think.

Before Yuncheng was sent to marry, Lord Yan once gave her a lot of freedom. It is hard to imagine that this kind of freedom is given to a woman.She herself tried to do business, tried to form a private army, and tried to open a pawn shop, but without exception, they all "failed".

However, Wen Yao discovered today that the so-called failure was deliberately created by her.In fact, the princess already had a caravan under her command, secretly making profits for her.Although unable to fight against the country, it can be regarded as a weight to settle down.

He didn't want to agree to Yuncheng at first, but she only said one word, and Wen Yao immediately chose to cooperate.

"The inferior will always have the right to obey. Your Highness, you have already forgotten."

Only then did Wen Yao realize that he had stepped into the same river again.Wasn't it just because I could only obey that I could only blame myself?

If he is willing to be the incumbent, he can't do anything except grief and indignation.

If he was in power, he would be especially kind to Zhong Lang.

Fortunately, Zhong Lang couldn't imagine anyone else.

Wen Yao raised the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, he had the opportunity of gunpowder.He didn't tell Zhong Lang that gunpowder could actually be made.

The caravan entrusted to him by Princess Yuncheng gave him a huge information network and financial resources.Coupled with Nanqiong's loyalty to his old department and gunpowder, everything is possible.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness sent a message. No abnormality was found in the northwest direction." The messenger came to report, "However, the same traces appeared in the west. Your Highness is rushing to the west."

Zhong Lan paused slightly for drinking tea.

Wen Yao didn't come back again.

You know, if counting from the day when the two exchanged their hearts, it would only be a month.It is common for young couples to be happy and not get out of bed for a few days when they are in the stage of mixing oil with honey and giving each other what they want.

Zhong Lan was not surprised either.These days and nights, he has been very uncomfortable.

Zhong Lan put down his teacup and let out a heavy breath: "Could he be hiding from me on purpose?"

His uneasiness grew stronger and stronger.According to the plot line of the original book, not long after Yan Guo proposed the marriage, the mainland was in turmoil.Some countries in their allies were bribed by Yan, and rebellion occurred, which caused Nanqiong's dissatisfaction, and finally triggered Nanqiong's raid and merger of the alliance.

When Wen Yao came to power, he established his majesty on horseback.If such turmoil happened, he must go to the front line.

Zhong Lan was not worried about the development of the plot, knowing that Wen Yao would definitely win.However, in this way, his loneliness may continue.

There was a knock on the door.

"Your Majesty, today's memorial has arrived."

Zhong Lan came back to his senses and stared.

The memorials were as high as a mountain, piled up so vastly that he almost couldn't breathe.

On his pretty face, a patch of bruised dark circles faintly floated under his eyes.Zhong Lan clenched his teeth.

In the end what happened?

Why did he become the real monarch again?Want to go back to such a busy life?And his little beauty still hides from him every day, and can only be alone at night?

"Your Highness, this side has also been secretly connected." The subordinate reported, "After that, it will be the north."

The red clothes were rattled by the winter wind.Wen Yao was on the horse, his eyes were cold and sharp.

When the hands came down to report, they were trembling.They all knew that what the Prince Regent was going to do was a rebellion, and his temper was extremely decisive and ruthless.Two days ago, someone left half a moment late, almost leaked the news, and was directly dismissed from office.

"Very good." Wen Yao glanced over the crowd, and his eyes fell on the few people nearby, "The injured should ask the warehouse for ten taels of gold for medicine."

The wounded who were panicked just now couldn't help but exult: "Thank you, Your Highness!"

The men are all scattered.

Chang Xiaojun, who was from Nanqiong's former army and now secretly followed Wen Yao, rode over: "Your Highness, the New Year is approaching. Your Majesty asks you to go back to celebrate the New Year?"

Wen Yao turned his horse's head and looked in the direction of the capital.Thousands of miles away, yet he seemed to see Zhong Lan's appearance.

He licked the corner of his mouth.The fire of possession, aggression, and control lingers in my heart.

"Go back for the New Year." He said, "After all, when I see him next year, he is no longer His Majesty. I have to see him again for the last time."

There was a sound of hooves.Two members of the caravan got off their horses and bowed to each other: "Your Highness, I have collected some good things recently."

Wen Yao's eyes fell on the black cloth bag, he narrowed his eyes, and his voice trembled slightly.

"I believe he will like these."

The author has something to say: I’m sorry, I copied and pasted it wrong and I haven’t found it since I didn’t go to Jinjiang, kuang kuang kuang——

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of ssr escaped from Wan Chai Wharf;