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

Li Weisong quickly realized that he had been exposed, and immediately turned around and disappeared.

In the next few days, Wen Yao conscientiously played the role of a furious man who was betrayed by his lover.

Zhou Yi will deliberately stimulate him.

For example, in the morning, in the name of Zhong Lang, he would first send him a thoughtful breakfast, and when Wen Yao was a little moved, he deliberately made a big noise to let the whole yard know that Zhong Lang was so caring today, that he even made a big noise for him with his own hands. He makes dim sum with great care and attention, steaming several baskets, and he must be perfect before feeding himself.

And the ones given to Wen Yao are all bad products.

Wen Yao felt a little funny.At first glance, this idea was formulated by Zhong Lang for Zhou Yi's sake, naive and exaggerated.

He looked at the cage of defective products, and suddenly his back felt cold.

"What did he add to it?"

Wu Yong coughed twice at the side, and whispered: "When the servant went to get some snacks, the master gave him a wink."

Wen Yao knowingly offered up the basket, not daring to desecrate a chopstick.

Sure enough, the east yard was very lively in the afternoon.Imperial doctors came in and out in groups.

Wen Yao let out a cry when he heard the news.

Zhou Yi also deliberately came to inquire if he had a bad stomach, but found that the yard to the west was peaceful, so he concluded that it could not be that there was something wrong with Zhong Lan's dim sum, because with Wen Yao's pitiful appearance, he would definitely finish eating Zhong Lan with great respect. something to send.

The next day, Zhou Yi's face was pale, and when he met Wen Yao, he cheered up and flaunted how good Zhong Lan was to him.You know, Zhong Lang has been with Wen Yao for so long, and he has never washed his hands and made soup for him.

Wen Yao had pity in his eyes: "Oh."

He doesn't deserve the "soup" made by Zhong Lang's hands.

Three days later, Wen Yao proposed to return to Luo Country.When the mighty team came here, Zhong Lang was in the center and was tightly protected; when they left, Zhong Lang was gone.

Zhou Yi followed Zhong Lan and stood on the city gate, watching that team gradually turn into a tiny black spot on the skyline.He turned to look at Zhong Lan.

Zhong Lan has been staring into the distance, but his eyes have no focus.The cold winter wind blows away the hair on his forehead, blows across his cheeks and neck, and makes his skin paler and bloodless, making him look like a lifeless porcelain doll, delicate and fragile.

"Sir, go back." Zhou Yi held his sleeve, "He is already cold-hearted, from now on you have nothing to do with each other. After a while, when you feel better, I will go back to Yan Kingdom with you The capital is here."

"Ah."

Zhong Lan turned around and went back on his own.

Zhou Yi stared at the back of his head, hesitantly moving, as if he was about to stare at him to death.

Jin Wei walked to Zhou Yi's side: "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

"His fragility is so beautiful," Zhou Yi muttered to himself while staring at Zhong Lan's direction, "It would be great if he could be so fragile and beautiful forever. His mind is already usable by me, and his skills are no longer available." It's useless. I won't be willing to let him go to the front line."

"Your Majesty said it very well."

"Go find some people," Zhou Yi casually ordered the guards, "Let them go to the folks to search for the secret recipe. Is there any way to abolish him."

Konoe hesitated: "The abolition you mentioned refers to..."

"Don't hurt your life, just cripple his skills, it's best to turn him into a sick man," Zhou Yi licked the corner of his mouth, "Mr. that kind of appearance is the most delicious. But he is very vigilant, remember Find those mild, imperceptible medicines that affect him slowly."

"Yes."

Li Weisong has not received Zhou Yi's reply for five days.

He spread out the paper angrily, and his handwriting became more and more unrestrained: "Wen Yao has already left, since you have got Zhong Lan. It's time for us to talk about the next thing."

The letter was delivered to Zhou Yi according to the usual practice.

Zhou Yi was about to unfold the letter when suddenly a peaceful but unpredictable voice came from behind.

"What is Your Majesty doing?"

Zhong Lang leaned against the table, holding a pear, and was peeling it with a knife.Zhong Lang is very good at using various tools. Although the knife in his hand is only used for peeling, but he is not in a hurry and controls the blade, as if he can use this knife to dominate more.His fingers were slender, pale and bony, and the juice flowed from between the blade and the pulp, winding along the fingers to the wrist, crystal clear and sweet.

Zhou Yi stared at his appearance, his Adam's apple moved slightly.

"Your Majesty just approved two hourly memorials, and it's time to rest." Zhong Lan spoke in a long and drawn tone, "Working with rest, I specially emphasized it before."

Zhou Yi was startled: "Yes, sir."

Zhong Lan handed the juicy pear to his mouth: "Let's take a rest first."

Zhou Yi didn't answer, but stared at Zhong Lang's face, and gradually approached, holding the back of Zhong Lang's head with one hand, wanting to kiss him.

Suddenly, that pear blocked Zhou Yi's mouth.

Zhong Lan's tone lowered significantly: "Your Majesty, it's better to rest first."

Still don't let me touch it.

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, caught the pear, and smiled lightly: "Naturally."

He stared at the bell from the beginning to the end, as if sinking in more and more.

Zhong Lan's eyes fell on the letter that Li Weisong sent, and the elation in his heart briefly overwhelmed his nausea.

It seems that Li Weisong has not received a reply again.

On the 22nd of the twelfth lunar month, Zhou Yi proposed to let Zhong Lang go back to the capital of Yan Kingdom with him.

"Since you and Wen Yao have made a clean break, then you don't need to stay in Yuxing City. Go back to Beijing, and I can give you a better life."

Zhong Lan agreed.It takes time for such a huge team to pack their luggage, and they will leave in about three days.Zhou Yi is very useful to his cuteness, even walking makes his feet feel windy.He had just returned from Zhong Lan's room, and when he opened the door, an ominous premonition enveloped him.

There was a loud bang.The door was slammed shut.

Inside, a face hidden in the shadows stared at him.

"Zhou Yi, you've been happy recently."

"Li Weisong? Why are you here during the day, and you're not afraid of being discovered by Zhong Lan?!" Zhou Yi's complexion was terrible after he realized it, and his voice was angry and deep, "I didn't tell you, I wrote a letter for urgent matters, don't come here if you have nothing to do!"

"Writing letters? Didn't you throw them all away?"

"You have nothing important to do, and I don't need to reply!"

The room fell silent.Li Weisong looked at Zhou Yi like a male wolf who had been expelled from the wolf pack with hatred in his heart, watching the head wolf show off his power in front of him, and the whole wolf pack should belong to him.

Zhou Yi calmed down and lowered his voice slightly: "Li Weisong, don't go too far. We have an agreement, just take your time according to the agreement."

"Promise?" Li Weisong moved his hands and feet, "Your Majesty is saying that I will support you to take the position, but you use tricks to separate Zhong Lang and Wen Yao, so that Zhong Lang can only rely on you, and when you have played enough with Zhong Lang, leave it to me." plan of?"

"Isn't it?" Zhou Yi said indifferently, "It has been proceeding according to the plan."

"It's halfway through. But now I feel that the second half is just an excuse for you to take advantage of me, and I can't wait any longer." Li Weisong's eyes turned red, "Are you really willing to hand over Zhong Lan?"

Zhou Yi was a little irritable: "I've said it all, I'll talk about it when I get tired of playing. Now I haven't even had a bite, it's still early."

"Haha, I haven't eaten yet." Li Weisong's laughter stopped abruptly, "I'm already so distracted before I eat!"

"Li Weisong, don't mess around like this!"

……

Zhong Lan woke up from a good nap.

When Zhou Yi came to class in the afternoon, his face was very ugly.

Zhong Lang glanced lightly, then yawned as if he didn't notice anything: "Let's start the lecture."

Suddenly, a guard ran in and whispered something in Zhou Yi's ear. Zhou Yi's eyes lit up, and he waved his hand immediately: "Sir, I saw that you are very tired from lecturing these few days, and I ordered someone to take a tonic for you. It is the most precious medicinal material."

The palace man brought a bowl of yellow-brown medicine, with the most common bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine, and the smell lingered at the tip of the nose, which is a very common smell of medicinal materials.Zhong Lang sniffed it, and based on his common sense, he found nothing unusual, but it might be that he deliberately used strong medicinal herbs to cover up the smell of some small things.

Ever since he was drugged by Wen Yao for a long time, he has become extremely sharp.

The medicine given by the man cannot be drunk.

Sure enough, when Zhong Lan brought the medicine bowl to his mouth, Zhou Yi's breathing slowed down, and he was extremely nervous and excited.

Zhong Lan had an idea in his mind, he took a small sip, and frowned.

Zhou Yi: "What's wrong, sir?"

"I don't suffer much recently." Zhong Lang's expression didn't change, "Your Majesty, please let someone bring a plate of sweets to wait for you."

"That's natural." Zhou Yi turned his head immediately, very eagerly, "Hurry up and talk to Meilai."

"Wait, I happen to be stewing pears in the yard, take out the medicine and eat it."

Zhou Yi frowned: "Why don't people bring it in?"

"Your Majesty," Zhong Lan raised his head tacitly, "I've been feeling extremely tired lately. I'm afraid some palace people have tampered with food. It's better to be more cautious and let people do as little as possible."

Zhou Yi seemed to have been poked, and immediately fell silent.

"It's just right, the weather is warm today. We can go to the pavilion in the courtyard to give lectures." Zhong Lan stood up with the medicine bowl in his hand, "Let's go."

Step by step, he led Zhou Yi to the backyard, but his smile became heavier and heavier.Zhou Yi doesn't like to be alone with someone around him.All the palace people who were waiting in the backyard saluted and retreated. The further they went, the fewer people there were.Zhou Yi has many guards around him recently, even if he is alone indoors, there are a large group of masters waiting outside, it is rare that he lacks defense like this.

Such a good opportunity, Li Weisong, don't you grasp it?

"Sir, you just said that you are stewing pears in the yard. Where is it?"

Suddenly, the branches of several big trees in the courtyard began to shake crazily, as if a strong wind was passing through in a calm environment!

Zhou Yi's face suddenly changed.

A gloomy voice sounded behind them: "Zhou Yi, you are too careless."

Zhou Yi widened his eyes and turned his head in horror.

Li Weisong stood behind them, holding a knife in his hand.

"Li Weisong! Why are you here again!" His voice was fierce and terrified.

A few steps away.

Zhong Lan looked back lazily, as if he had expected it: "Oh, what a surprise."

Tilting his wrist slightly, he poured the bowl of medicine onto the ground.

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