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

"You're eating..." Zhong Lan's eyes widened, "Master Yao's jealousy?"

Wen Yao: "..."

Zhong Lan propped up his upper body, and the sound of the chains colliding was clear and loud.He raised his head and met Shangwen Yao's eyes calmly: "If I like him, will I change someone immediately on the same day? If I like him, why didn't I go to his tomb when I first arrived in Nanqiong Capital? "

Wen Yao's breathing stagnated, and then, a cold hand with chains pinched his chin from bottom to top.

"You are not a double, Wen Yao."

Wen Yao's cold and slender hands trembled slightly, gently stroked the skin behind Zhong Lan's ears, and hugged him into his arms.

"In your heart..."

"I was only interested in you." Zhong Lang calmly hooked the back of his head with his backhand, "You are special."

Wen Yao's eyes became blurred, and he gradually approached him.Gradually approaching, even the heartbeat will be synchronized.

Suddenly, the final question surfaced.

"Then why did you know my identity before I confessed?" Wen Yao calmed down, "The day Young Master Yao fell into the water, why did you suddenly tolerate and care for me, a proton whom you have hardly seen before?"

Zhong Lang decided to explain to Wen Yao, but the situation might be more difficult than he imagined.

"Here is a book?"

"Ah."

"You wanted to find 'Wen Yao' from the very beginning?"

"Ah."

"In order to become a supreme and leisurely person like the Supreme Emperor, to control 'Wen Yao'? And you recognized the wrong person at the beginning?"

"Ah."

"The person you want to find and get close to is the person in the book?" Wen Yao stared into his eyes.

Zhong Lan's heart skipped a beat, and then he heard his question.

"At that time, you only wanted to enjoy happiness with 'Wen Yao', and it didn't matter who he was, right?"

Zhong Lan opened his mouth, but he couldn't organize his words.He could only hook Wen Yao's neck, straightforward and frank.

"Wen Yao, I did have selfish intentions at first." Zhong Lan stared into his eyes, "But it's different now."

The pupils of those eyes are very dark, and the emotions expressed by the changes in pupil size are usually invisible.Even at this time, even though they were so close, even though Zhong Lang was convinced of his love for him, he still couldn't read Wen Yao clearly.

"Your Majesty, you can control everything, including me." Wen Yao got closer and closer, his tone so cold that it made people feel distressed, "If I believe you now, will I still fall into the net you set up and become a humble man?" Where is the prey?"

Zhong Lan wanted to deny it, but knew that Wen Yao was right.

Originally, he wanted to be free and rich because of Wen Yao, but if he became Wen Yao's lover at this time, he would get the same effect.

This seems to be a careful and rigorous planning, not out of emotion.

Zhong Lan opened his eyes wide and his breathing stagnated.

Wen Yao was getting closer and closer to him, so close that it seemed that if he got closer an inch, he would kiss him.His eyelids were half-drawn, and his expression was indifferent and gloomy.

"Your Majesty, do you really have a heart?"

Zhong Lan's eyelashes struggled and fluttered subconsciously.

Wen Yao supported the back of his head with one hand, every breath hit the tip of Zhong Lan's nose, his voice was cruel and indifferent.

"Prove it to me."

The days after the armistice returned to calm.The lives of the two of them gradually became more regular.Since there was no barrier brought by his son Yao, Wen Yao couldn't even control Zhong Lang's actions, and Zhong Lang would sometimes wander to the front court, and all the ministers who saw him were trembling with fright.

Who doesn't know that the general trend of the world belongs to Luo Guojun, and Luo Guojun only belongs to his sweetheart.

The chirping of cicadas in summer is deafening.

The weight at the other end of the bed was suddenly empty.Zhong Lan frowned in his sleep, turned over, and grabbed the other party's sleeve in a daze: "So early?"

"The morning court is about to begin." Wen Yao's voice was calm, he bent down and kissed Zhong Lan's forehead, "Go on to sleep."

Zhong Lan struggled to open his eyes, grabbed the mattress and shook up, the door was already closed.

"This kid." Zhong Lan rubbed his shoulder.Qingsibao was on the bed, tangled in a mess, and intertwined with a few hairs of different shades that did not belong to him.

The relationship between them has become extremely strange.

In fact, the recent days are what he has always hoped for.Wen Yao didn't control his actions, and he didn't have to worry about government affairs. Although Wen Yao said he wanted him to prove it, it was Wen Yao himself who whispered and confessed more than a dozen times every night.

However, Wen Yao didn't seem to expect the slightest return.Every time Zhong Lan echoed his liking in his ear, his expression didn't change a bit, as if he had seen through the lies of the little liar, calm and sad.

Wen Yao spent more and more time with him, and his love for him became stronger and stronger, but Zhong Lang felt empty in his heart.

Hot weather is always hard to bear.

Xuan Tang sat across from him, sipping iced juice safely: "Is there anything else you are not satisfied with? Wen Yao's soul is on you, even if you want to kill him, he will hand you the knife with a sad face. Wealthy, leisurely, and a hero who obeys your orders, isn't that what you wanted from the beginning?"

"These are not enough," Zhong Lan said, "like you, a bald donkey pretending to be a monk, saying that as long as you can escape the mission safely, you are willing to stay out of the world for the rest of your life. When you come to the palace, you brazenly stay here to enjoy the prosperity of the palace, and refuse to leave no matter what you say."

Xuan Tang, who hadn't gone back since the last time he came to treat his headache, said, "..."

Zhong Lan sighed, propped his face, half-closed his eyes, and seemed to be wandering: "I am not immune to it. If you get it, you will want more."

"what do you want?"

Wen Yao's heart?He already had it.

"Emotions are not one-way, and the happiness of being loved and giving is the same. You are greedy because no one accepts your love." Xuan Tang put down his book and sat upright, "You two, one of you has always only loved others. But he doesn't know how to love, and the other never believes that he is loved. Zhong Lang, this is not love."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is not well!"

The two people in the hall turned their heads and saw Li Quan stumbling in.

"Those prophets asked to see them. Originally, they thought that Luo Guojun would refuse them all to seek refuge in the Yan Kingdom, but for some reason, he invited those gray-clothed men into the palace without hesitation, and they were discussing in the study right now."

The strings in Zhong Lan's head snapped.

His eyes fell on Xuan Tang, who looked at him helplessly and calmly: "If those gray-clothed men are also missionaries in the game, then they know you very well. I think Wen Yao agrees with them, It's also to get to know you better."

Everyone in the game doesn't know that Zhong Lang is a rare kind person.

A good old man who never had feelings.

"Aren't you and Li Weisong in the same group?"

In the darkness, the man in the gray robe nodded: "To be precise, we used to be in the same group, but now he is tied to Lord Yan. I am not satisfied, so I decided to part ways with him."

Wen Yao narrowed his eyes: "You, Li Weisong and Zhong Lan are from the same place, right?"

"Yes."

"Why does Li Weisong want to kill Zhong Lang?"

The man in gray corrected him: "It's not only Li Weisong who wants to kill Zhong Lan, but also me."

Wen Yao's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp: "Oh?"

"Your Majesty, you don't know much about Zhong Lang yet." The gray-robed man obviously didn't intend to linger on this issue, and deliberately brought up a new topic, "Do you need me to tell you some old stories about him?"

The author has something to say: Let’s make up for it at night depending on the situation.

Recently, I will launch a follow-up world view, and the writing is too stuck, so I kowtow to everyone.

感谢在2021-09-1412:14:35~2021-09-1510:39:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: there is only one lotus in the world;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 3 bottles of little pink shirts; 48345592, 1 bottle of lotus in the world;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!