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

Wen Yao stepped into the courtyard.When he saw Zhong Lan lying in Zhou Yi's arms, his pupils constricted and he walked over immediately.

Zhong Lan passed out completely.

Walk up.Zhou Yi took a step back at the same time.With sharp eyes, Wen Yao took Zhong Lan's hand and tugged gently.Zhou Yi, who doesn't know martial arts, is not his opponent at all. Wen Yao easily took him back into his arms, without even disturbing him.

"Luo Guojun, why are you so nervous?" Zhou Yi stayed on the spot, holding his usual smile, "I found Mr. sleeping unconscious in the courtyard, and I was very worried so I picked him up. Why are you so vigilant? look like?"

Wen Yao ignored him and looked down at Zhong Lan.The upper half of his face was smoky red, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his breathing twitched from time to time, and his hands were tightly clutching the front of Wen Yao's chest.

"Why did the disease occur so suddenly?" His heart seemed to be seized.

When Zhong Lang's illness was at its worst, he was unconscious.He could only rely on his instinct to find the source of heat, he tried to find Wen Yao's bare skin with his face, and buried his face in his scent.

Zhou Yi's smile gradually became emotional in the cold wind.They are also human beings, which was not the case when Zhong Lang was picked up by him just now.

Wen Yao raised his eyes, glanced at Zhou Yi coldly, carried Zhong Lan back to the house, placed Zhong Lang well, and ordered the best tranquilizing incense to be brought from Luo Guojing.This time Zhong Lang's attack was particularly severe. He was afraid that the previous measures would not be enough, remembering that Xuan Tang had mentioned before that the incense made of snow-covered sandalwood was particularly calming, so he immediately ordered someone to find an incense maker who was skilled in this craft.

Among the busy people, Zhou Yi walked in unhurriedly: "How are you, sir?"

"It's much better than before, and I woke up just now." Wen Yao replied lightly, without further words.

Zhou Yi smiled lightly: "I heard that Mr.'s illness needs peace of mind. There is a medical school in Yan State that specializes in treating mental and soul diseases. I invite someone to invite the patriarch to come over."

Wen Yao glanced at him and remained silent.

Suddenly, Zhong Lan stretched out his hand in a drowsy state: "Come here..."

His fingers hooked Wen Yao's sleeve, and without much strength in his hand, he gently pulled it off.Wen Yao seemed to be hooked by him, sat on the side of the bed, let Zhong Lan lead her, and leaned down to ask him what he needed to do.

Zhou Yi: "..."

Wen Yao squinted his eyes, carefully discerning Zhong Lang's soft voice like a mosquito, and then nodded: "I see. Sir, put your head in my arms."

Zhong Lan was ignorant, put his head close to Wen Yao's arms, and then, like a traveler looking for water in the scorching heat, under the guidance of dryness, he begged for more eagerly and absently.While rubbing, he opened the collar of Wen Yao's coat, and put his hands into the half-fallen collar, wrapping around Wen Yao's neck.

Wen Yao hugged him lovingly.

Zhou Yi: "..."

He gritted his teeth.Knowing that Zhong Lang had already lost his mind after he suddenly fainted just now, he looked at the touching skin of the two, and the anger in his heart was still burning.

Taking advantage of Wen Yao getting up to light incense for Zhong Lan, he came to the bed and whispered in the dazed Zhong Lan's ear: "Sir, you promised me just now. You can't escape by pretending to be confused."

Zhong Lan opened his eyes slightly, as if he understood, but he couldn't control his body.

However, when Wen Yao came back, Zhong Lang refused to have any more contact with him.Zhou Yi glanced sideways like he was succeeding, then leaned close to Zhong Lan's ear, and asked innocently: "Sir, you are covered in cold sweat. I will personally wipe you off, okay?"

Zhong Lang didn't respond.

"It seems that I agreed." Zhou Yi stood up in satisfaction, snapped his fingers, and ordered the palace servants to bring in the water basin.

Wen Yao snapped: "When is it your turn?"

"Then you ask sir," Zhou Yi knew that Zhong Lang was half awake, and still had some final consciousness, and threateningly whispered in his ear, "Sir, have you made up your mind?"

Zhong Lan frowned in his sleep.After a while of silence, Zhong Lan in his sleep seemed to finally be able to control his body. He gently grabbed Zhou Yi's sleeve and pulled him to his side.

Wen Yao was taken aback.

"Did you see it?" Zhou Yi smiled from the bottom of his heart, and made a provocative gesture to see off the guest in front of Wen Yao, "Luo Guojun, I won't see you off."

The door opened and closed again.

It seems that Wen Yao's loneliness and surprise are still left in the room.Zhou Yi stood in the room, staring at the bell with closed eyes, with a pleasant voice.

"Everyone is gone, sir, don't pretend."

Zhong Lan whimpered indistinctly, as if his sanity just now was just a flash in the pan, and now he fell asleep again.

Zhou Yi snorted, stretched out his smooth and tender hands that never worked hard, gently wrung out the towel, walked to Zhong Lan's side, bent down, and wiped his sweaty forehead with the towel.

He had never served anyone before, his movements were clumsy, neither serious nor heavy, Zhong Lan's cheeks were flushed from rubbing.He also realized that he was not good at taking care of people. After wiping it a few times, he felt that Zhong Lan should be very uncomfortable, so he stopped.

However, Zhong Lan still closed his eyes and fell asleep, feeling nothing about his sore cheeks, breathing evenly.

Is really not aware of it.

Zhou Yi sighed inwardly, and then continued.After wiping his face and neck clean, he reached out to pull off Zhong Lan's collar, exposing his shoulders, and then wiped it off carefully.

Next, it's time to take off the clothes.

Snapped--

A hand slapped Zhou Yi's face fiercely, with such force and precision that he was stunned!

Zhong Lan turned over, but he didn't realize that the slap from turning over was so loud.

Zhou Yi's voice trembled: "Are you awake?"

Zhong Lan's voice turned in a circle, making an indistinct sound.

Zhou Yi covered his face, frowned and approached: "Are you awake?"

He tried to fiddle with Zhong Lan's ears, but there was no response.

His eyes darkened, his brows were slightly frowned, and he wanted to continue to fiddle with the bell.

This time he was much more careful, first gently moved his clothes, and then stopped immediately.Zhong Lan breathed evenly, as if he didn't notice.

Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief and continued to take off his clothes.

A knee hit his lower abdomen hard!

The water basin was overturned, the tables and chairs were bumped, and the veil was used as a support point and torn to pieces.Zhou Yi clutched his stomach and sat on the ground: "Stop pretending!"

The door opened suddenly, and all of Zhou Yi's personal servants came in, and quickly helped him up: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Yi fixedly stared at the back of Zhong Lan's head, the latter adjusted his sleeping position, frowning in his sleep, unaware of anything.

Zhou Yi's face was uncertain, he raised his hand to look at the towel in his hand, and exhaled through his nostrils.With a heavy fall, he threw the towel into the basin, and he turned around and left: "Let Li Quan take care of you."

The palace people of Yan Kingdom filed out, and the room returned to loneliness.

Li Quan waited in the yard, and waited for everyone to leave before walking into the bedroom with winks.

"Elder-in-law, leave the house to me, go get him a basin of hot water."

Li Quan turned around and found that Wen Yao was waiting in the courtyard at some point.He responded, watched Wen Yao walk into the room, and closed the door.

Wen Yao changed a new water basin and towel, helped Zhong Lan to his knees, took off his shirt skillfully, and wiped his cold sweat from the nightmare with a warm towel.

Zhong Lang slept soundly, without moving a bit.

Wen Yao couldn't help laughing when he thought of Zhou Yi's appearance just now, the bluish marks on his face, and the hand that had been covering his lower abdomen.

He leaned close to Zhong Lan's ear: "Are you awake?"

Zhong Lan was confused.

"Stop pretending."

Zhong Lan frowned in his dream.

With a swing of the arm—

Wen Yao's eyes widened, as if he thought he would be treated the same as Zhou Yi.Suddenly, that arm turned around, wrapped around his neck, and pulled Wen Yao into the bed!

Zhong Lan closed his eyes, frowned, and snorted, showing no sign of waking up.Not only that, but his desire for Wen Yao's body temperature did not weaken when he was ill. He treated Wen Yao like a doll, entangled him like an octopus, and kept rubbing his face against Wen Yao.

As soon as I finished wiping my body, I was sweating again.

Wen Yao smiled wryly.He leaned over and pecked lightly on his ear.

The next morning, Zhong Lan's headache finally ended.However, when he retired from the illness, he was even weaker. Zhong Lang, who had just woken up, leaned on the bed, sipping hot osmanthus syrup.He hadn't eaten for a whole day, and his stomach felt a little uncomfortable, so he could only eat slowly. Zhong Lang lay on the bed with sleepy eyes and was extremely weak.

In the morning, both of them were called to deal with urgent business, and Zhong Lan was happy and quiet.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

Zhong Lan raised his eyes in surprise: "You're here."

Zhou Yi looked at him coldly: "There's no need to pretend to be so eager. What you did yesterday was just rejecting me?"

He bumped his knee yesterday, and it still hurts till now.

"What are you talking about?" Zhong Lan narrowed his eyes, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about, "Yesterday I agreed to your cooperation, but I fell down due to a headache. When I woke up again, it was already dawn."

"What are you pretending?" Zhou Yi sneered.

The smile on Zhong Lan's face gradually froze, and then his eyes slowly widened.Surprise, loneliness and moderate hatred are intertwined.

Zhou Yi was startled suddenly.

Wait, is Zhong Lang really unconscious?

His expression tightened, he tried his best to cover up his harshness just now, and said gently: "Of course, if Mr. said that he was not sober yesterday, I will naturally understand Mr.."

"I was indeed not sober yesterday." Zhong Lan held the steaming cup with a sincere attitude, "Then shall our cooperation continue? After all... I really want to get rid of Li Weisong."

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Naturally. However, Mister needs to show some sincerity."

"for example?"

"The relationship between Mr. Luo Guojun and Mr. Luo is so close, which makes me very uneasy." Zhou Yi snorted, "In order for the cooperation to go smoothly, Mr. Wen Yao still has to draw some ties."

"How does Your Majesty want me to show my sincerity?"

"Tell Wen Yao that you are not allowed to come to Mr.'s room when there is no class in the future." Zhou Yi thought for a while and continued to add, "Also, when Mr. talks with him, I need to watch from the side."

"no problem."

Zhong Lan immediately sent someone to find Wen Yao.

The atmosphere in the house was eerie and quiet.Zhong Lang was sitting on the bed, Zhou Yi was very close to him, half leaning on the seat, the two looked at Wen Yao in the same direction.

Wen Yao maintained the posture of opening the door, glanced across the room, and finally focused on Zhong Lan's face.

"Your Majesty, I've been very tired recently, and I don't like the excitement. Don't come if there is no class in the future."

Zhong Lang's words seemed to be aimed at him only.Zhou Yi, who was sitting next to him, didn't seem to belong to the category of "lively", and was looking at him with a smile.

Wen Yao and Zhong Lan looked at each other.No extra traces can be seen from the eyes.

however--

Wen Yao's gaze fell on Zhou Yi's handprint that had not yet faded away, and the events of yesterday appeared in his mind.

The corners of his lips curled up: "I know."

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