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

Three days later.Today it was Wen Yao's turn to attend the lecture.

Zhong Lan's sequelae are half good.Although the regular class resumed, he still felt dizzy after standing for a long time, so he leaned on the couch, holding a scroll in his hand, while Wen Yao sat at the table and listened to him.

Throughout the morning, Zhong Lan's attitude was neither salty nor dull.Wen Yao wanted to get closer several times, but Zhong Lan declined every time.

At noon, there was a bang on the door.Opening the door, Zhou Yi looked calm outside, with a row of palace people standing behind him.

"Sir, I had an appointment with you for lunch yesterday, and I'm here, and I just want to discuss some matters with you."

Zhou Yi didn't seem to have seen Wen Yao, and walked past him all the way to the main hall, asking for the dishes to be arranged.Seeing him, Zhong Lan smiled a little more.

They are harmonious and happy, but Wen Yao is like an outsider.

He stood at the door for a long time before leaving.

Zhou Yi noticed his lonely back, and smiled contemptuously and hypocritically.

"Sir, you did a good job. I was worried that your relationship with him would be broken." Zhou Yi turned around and said, "No wonder Li Weisong told me before that you are a heartless person."

Zhong Lan gently put down the soup bowl: "Really?"

"Such a gentleman is very attractive," Zhou Yi said, "Everything is for the purpose, decisive, and sober. I like it very much."

'Thanks. "Zhong Lan smiled slightly, "In that case, can you tell me about Li Weisong's whereabouts?" "

"If my husband needs emotional comfort in the future, I will dedicate myself physically and mentally," Zhou Yi changed the subject, completely avoiding Li Weisong's topic, affectionate but sober and cruel, "I will try my best not to let my husband have the opportunity to let go."

After the meal, Zhong Lang said that he was tired, and Zhou Yi thoughtfully asked someone to go back with him, giving Zhong Lang a quiet lunch break.

When the door was closed, Zhong Lan opened his eyes slightly, just in time to see Zhou Yi's turning back through the crack of the door, and saw the distrust in his eyes at the moment of turning around.

Zhou Yi didn't fully believe it.

Zhong Lan narrowed his eyes halfway, and curled his lips into a snort.

The next day, a letter appeared on Wen Yao's desk.

The handwriting looked very familiar to him, but the words were so cold and unfamiliar that his heart ached.In a blink of an eye, before he even had time to read the words on the letter, the door knocked.

Wu Yong was outside the door: "Your Majesty, the Emperor and Master Yan are requesting to meet each other."

"I'm going right now."

"My lord also said, please bring the letter with you."

When Wen Yao walked into Zhong Lan's room, Zhong Lan and Zhou Yi were looking at each other silently.

Zhou Yi squinted at Wen Yao, and drank tea with a smile: "Sir, what did you write in your letter to Luo Guojun? Can't I read it?"

Zhong Lan didn't say a word, looking at Wen Yao with nervous eyes.His nervousness fell into Zhou Yi's eyes, and it seemed to be evidence that he was holding on to Zhong Lan's little tail.

Zhong Lan raised his head and said dryly to Wen Yao: "I put that letter. Please return it to me, Mr. Luo."

Wen Yao turned his eyes around Zhong Lan and Zhou Yi, and immediately understood the situation.Zhong Lang put a letter on his desk, but Zhou Yi sent someone to follow Zhong Lang and discovered the existence of the letter, thinking that Zhong Lang wanted to use the letter to communicate with him secretly, so he rushed over to expose Zhong Lang.

Wen Yao casually handed over the limp letter paper, before Zhong Lan's fingers could secure it, the entire letter paper was pulled away by Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi sneered and spread out the letter paper, as if he had already thought about how to punish Zhong Lang, a cunning collaborator who broke his promise, but his expression suddenly froze on his face.

This whole piece is about division and resentment.

Zhong Lan held the teacup: "I did go too far, so I don't want others to see my cold-blooded face. Since Your Majesty wants to know, then let's see."

Zhou Yi was surprised at first, followed by a flash of ecstasy.Zhong Lang is also consistent in what he shouldn't know, which only shows that he is really so cold-blooded that he can quickly abandon Wen Yao for his purpose.

"Cough," he folded the letter and returned it to Wen Yao, showing an empathetic and compassionate look, "I'm being abrupt. This letter is a whisper between Mr. Luo and Mr. Luo, and I shouldn't ask about it."

Wen Yao snorted coldly, his eyes were full of anger.

Zhou Yi rolled his eyes, and stood up in order to further defeat Wen Yao's defense line: "It seems that Mr. Luo has something to say to Mr. Luo. I will go out first."

The palace servants went out with him, and the door closed beside them.However, they all knew that there must be a pair of ears listening.

Zhong Lan's eyes fell on the bodhi wooden hairpin on Wen Yao's head, and he knew it: "I have made it clear in the letter."

Wen Yao frowned.

Zhong Lan winked.

Wen Yao suddenly realized, and snorted: "Sir, I am the one who comes and goes when you call me?"

"I've already said that getting rid of Li Weisong is my greatest wish now, and everything will be compromised for it. Your Majesty, don't try to make a fool of yourself."

Knowing that Zhong Lan's words were all rehearsed, Wen Yao still felt a little uncomfortable.

Zhong Lan saw his expression, and immediately glared at him: You give me another try?

"..."

Wen Yao cleared his throat: "Sir, do you really have no feelings for me?"

When he asked, his eyes fell on Zhong Lan's face.He never gets tired of looking at the bell, no matter how beautiful things are, there will be a day when he gets tired of it, but every time he sees the bell, his eyes will become hot.There has never been such a beautiful person, and there has never been such a chic and wandering soul.

Zhong Lan was stared blankly by him, his eyes were slightly red.

"Gone."

He saw Wen Yao smile, then lowered his voice.

"You are really heartless, it is my wishful thinking."

Zhong Lan found that his eyes fell on the wrist where his sleeves had dropped, subconsciously flinched, and then looked away.

"That's your problem. I never hide my unfeeling."

Wen Yao smiled helplessly and licked the corner of his mouth.

"That's it. From now on, Mr. Wang will not regret today."

Zhong Lan raised his eyebrows.

"Will not."

Rapture swallowed Zhou Yi.

He had never been so eager to see someone hysterical and crazy.

When Wen Yao came out of the house, his face was expressionless, as if he was suppressing his surging emotions.He walked all the way from Zhonglan's courtyard through the west gate back to his own courtyard, all the way in a trance, very angry, but in the extreme anger he smiled anxiously.

Wu Yong planned to go up and stop him, but his face was so frightening that Wu Yong and all the other palace officials dared not say a word.

Zhou Yi looked at the terrified appearance of the palace people, and the appearance of Wen Yao who almost lost his mind because of anger. In the dark swamp in his heart grew angry ghost vines. They sucked the pride of jealousy, ecstasy, and success, almost making Zhou Yi Yi couldn't breathe.

Separated by a wall, the west courtyard.

When Wen Yao returned to the house, he finally didn't have to suppress his expression.He was supporting the wall with one hand, with a more arrogant smile on his face than Zhou Yi.

"I want to know the whereabouts of Li Weisong."

Zhou Yi was not surprised by Zhong Lang's straightforward approach: "I can indeed tell you. But with Mr.'s current physical condition, it is useless to know his whereabouts. You have no fighting power."

Zhong Lan pursed his lower lip and looked at him coldly.

Zhou Yi personally took the hot porridge, sat down beside his bed, and tried to feed him while blowing it cool: "Sir, I wish I could take good care of my body, otherwise I will feel distressed."

His movements are clumsy and domineering.The porcelain spoon bumped against Zhong Lan's teeth, making him frown slightly.

After finishing the porridge, Zhou Yi asked the palace servants to remove the bowls and plates with satisfaction, and sat down beside him by himself.

"Zhou Yi, you are not trusted by me now. You can fall for Li Weisong, or you can fall for me. As you said yourself, you can do whatever you want in a single thought." Zhong Lan said, "I paid the price, how about you?"

Zhou Yi raised his hand and touched the hair on his forehead: "You can't beat Li Weisong now. Not only is there no protection from Wen Yao, but you also have to worry about Wen Yao's revenge. Sir, you have no conditions to negotiate with me now."

Zhong Lan's pupils constricted.

Zhou Yi didn't care about his expression at all, squinting his eyes, his eyes were sticky, as if it could make people suffocate: "Sir, you have to be aware of your situation."

Sure enough, that was his plan.

"Now only my curtain can give you a place to stand," Zhou Yi said affectionately, "You only have me. How will you survive without me in the future?"

"The headache will come back."

"But you and Li Weisong in your prime can only draw with each other," Zhou Yi squinted and smiled, "Take a step back, even if you win, how will you stand in this world? At that time, when you were covered in bruises, you met the vengeful Wen Yao What will happen?"

Zhong Lan smiled instead of anger.

He finally showed his true colors.

"So, sir, I'm the only one left, isn't it?" Zhou Yi followed the temptation, "Not only will I let you live, but I will also give you a better life. If you assist me wholeheartedly from now on, when I kill Yao Tongtong The world will let you be the most honorable idle rich man in the world. Isn’t this the life you wanted in the first place?”

Zhong Lan lowered his eyes, as if he had been persuaded.

Zhou Yi helped him up: "Go to sleep for a while, your headache is still not healed."

He left contentedly.Behind him, Zhong Lan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were incomparably cold.

He has an idea.

Wen Yao never heard from Zhong Lang.From time to time, he wondered if Zhong Lang's hint was too vague and he missed it by mistake.

Wu Yong came in quietly, leaned closer and said, "Your Majesty, Mr. Today is a bit strange. He is too eager for Zhou Yi."

Wen Yao paused: "What?"

"He said it on purpose, wanting to see how Yan Guojun sat on the throne. Zhou Yi was very happy, and directly ordered someone to spend a lot of money to transport the throne of the main hall from Yan Guo's capital."

"Why?" Wen Yao frowned.

"Mister also told Yan Guojun that he intends to silently write the plot he remembers, and he will assist Yan Guojun in his unified hegemony in the future." Wu Yong said, his eyes were red, "Sir, how could he do this."

Wen Yao remained silent for a long time, when suddenly, a light flashed through his mind.

"No," he looked dazed, and then he smiled, "There is a good show to watch."

The throne of Yan State was transported to the main hall of the East Courtyard.

Zhong Lan walked slowly around the throne.Zhou Yi just came down to court, sat on the throne, and asked leisurely, "How is it?"

"Indeed, I am very worthy of you." Zhong Lan said indifferently, "From now on, with my help, you will be able to know the follow-up events, and the unified hegemony is not worth mentioning."

Zhou Yi's eyes were full of fanaticism: "Sir, it would be great to be by my side as soon as possible. I can give you whatever you want."

Zhong Lan smiled slightly and lifted his chin: "Yes."

Fingertips gently rubbing that inch of skin.Zhong Lan half-closed his eyes and smiled slightly, as if there was a circle of holy light around his naked body.

Zhou Yi was startled.Where has he seen Zhong Lan with such a calm smile, Hun'er flew out of the sky, his lips trembled, his eyes were fixed on Zhong Lan's face, his breathing was rapid and trembling.

far away.

Li Weisong clenched his fist tightly: "Look at that. Are you really lying to Zhong Lan?"

He was really suspicious.

Zhou Yi's performance cannot be fooled.With that look, Li Weisong was sure that as long as Zhong Lang hooked his hand, Zhou Yi would lick it like a pug.

"Damn, he won't fall on two sides, will he?"

However, there are other things more serious than being double-sided.

Li Weisong suddenly saw himself standing next to the throne, watching him ascend the throne.

——I will write to you the future events, so that the struggle for hegemony will go smoothly.

——After you dominate, I need independent power.

Wait, didn't Zhong Lang take his place at this time?

No, maybe not replace.

This is what Zhou Yi wanted from the very beginning.

And himself is just a short-term substitute for him.

Even though Li Weisong didn't mean anything extra, his self-esteem didn't allow himself to be a substitute for others.His eyes were wide open, and the large whites of his eyes were flushed and trembling in contact with the dry cold air in the air.

"I'm just his substitute after all?"

In a trance, he even forgot to maintain stealth, making some movement.

Wen Yao leaned against the tree in the distance, looked at the figure, and shook his head.

This feeling is all too familiar to him.

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