On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, it was freezing cold.

The whole country of Yan was covered with ice and snow.The slanting cold wind blew up a blizzard all over the sky, covering everything with a layer of white veil.

Firewood and heat sources are valuable resources.The doors of all houses are tightly shut.The outsider's knock on the door seemed extremely strange and frightening.No one chose to open the door.

Li Weisong's face was bruised from the cold, and the temperature on his body gradually dropped, so low that he couldn't feel his hands and feet.Previously, he was afraid that his teammates would steal his credit, so he killed the donkey in advance, resulting in no companions, and because of the search all over the country, he didn't dare to pass through towns, so he could only take trails all the way to see which unlucky people opened the door to take him in.

The wound on my body was very painful, and there was no medicine to bandage it.As he walked all the way, it gradually became extremely difficult to even lift his steps.

"Why did this happen?" His teeth were chattering, and he muttered to himself unwillingly, "When did Zhong Lang recover?"

He originally wanted to kill Zhou Yi and Zhong Lang, and then put the crime of killing Zhou Yi on Zhong Lang, saying that Zhong Lang was pretending to seek refuge, but in fact he had harbored evil intentions for a long time.But he himself was "one step too late and could not save His Majesty", so he could only confront Zhong Lang head-on, and killed Zhong Lang by mistake.

Zhou Yi's confidants all knew of his existence.If Zhong Lang's illness has not recovered, all this is reasonable and appropriate.

"Good-hearted people, open the door. I'm about to freeze to death, and good people are rewarded."

creak-

After countless failures, after knocking on the door, Li Weisong even subconsciously felt that there would be no response, and was about to turn around and leave when the door suddenly opened.

He revealed the ecstasy of dying.

There is a stove in the room, which is dry and comfortable. Through this crack in the door, he can even imagine the comfortable feeling.

"Thank you, thank you..."

The sound of thank you stuck in my throat.Li Weisong's pupils constricted rapidly.

Standing at the door was a man he knew very well.

"Li Weisong, look forward to it for a long time." Wen Yao supported the door frame and came to greet him first.

Li Weisong seemed to be crazy, with a trembling voice: "Didn't you go back to Luo Country? How did you find me? How is it possible?"

"Zhong Lan deliberately let you get into a certain smell when you were running away, so that Luo Guo's hunting dogs could follow the smell to find you."

Li Weisong seemed lost, as if he had lost his soul and his last hope, and sat on the ground: "You and Zhong Lan haven't made up your mind? So you've been acting all this time? Hahaha, haha——"

Many armored soldiers poured out from behind the door, holding Li Weisong and pulling him in.

Li Weisong seemed to have lost his mind, and was dragged all the way into the house, crazy, and there was even a smile that finally got warm on his face.

Zhou Yi sat on the bed, holding hot water in his hands, his face was still a little pale.

Just now, Zhong Lan asked him many questions in succession.

"You mean, I thought I was wearing a book, but the story of me wearing a book turned into a second book, and Li Weisong told you that they got the second book?"

Zhong Lan spoke very quickly, Zhou Yi was confused by some words, thought for a while, and nodded.

"In the story he saw, Wen Yao was neglected by me for three years. I was afraid that Wen Yao would harm me, so I decided to train other people to be overlords. By chance, I met you and have a relationship with you?"

The book Li Weisong read also contained the true and false proton incidents. The difference is that Zhong Lang chose to cultivate a new overlord after he failed in probation; thus the "male protagonist" became a cannon fodder and a villain, and Zhong Lang learned from what he read. In that book, a new character named Zhou Yi was found with few inks, and Zhou Yi became the main attacker.

This is also the reason why Li Weisong went to Yan to confuse Zhou Yi in advance.The protagonists of this book are Zhong Lan and Zhou Yi, and only by Zhou Yi's side can they defeat Zhong Lan.

Since Zhong Lang was written in the book, many things about him can be known from the perspective of God.For example, he was allergic to wormwood before because of this characteristic in that novel.

"Wait," Zhong Lan covered his forehead, "What's going on? Why did the story of me wearing a book turn into another book. Why did there be such a development?"

He still wanted to ask a question, but when he looked up, he found that Zhou Yi was defeated by the medicine and fell asleep again.

The capital of Luo State, the sky prison.

Li Weisong's limbs were nailed to the wall.

The only source of light in the darkness was the window in the wall.The sunlight fell from between the iron railings and landed in front of Li Weisong's feet.

He spat out blood and smirked like crazy: "Kill Zhong Lan, kill Zhong Lan..."

Then, he said a lot of nonsense.The officers and soldiers who interrogated looked confused. In order to hear his words clearly, they pulled the cloth bag out of his mouth, but they didn't understand what he was talking about, so they could only record these things with pen and paper, and then handed them over to Wen Yao.

Suddenly, Li Weisong's eyes widened, and blood spurted from his tongue.

The soldiers were all shocked, and immediately went up to open his mouth, but Li Weisong clenched his teeth with the last of his strength, blocking all the bitten tongue and blood clots in his throat.

"He committed suicide. Go and report to His Majesty!"

After a while of panic, they hurriedly reported.Not long after, Wen Yao arrived in the prison, seeing Li Weisong's appearance, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Weisong has provoked so many wars and introduced firearms to break the balance, which is all he deserves.

From now on, there will be no one like him to intentionally confuse the situation. As long as Yan Kingdom is annexed, he and Zhong Lan will be able to join hands for the rest of their lives and live happily ever after.

"Your Majesty, he said a lot of nonsense before he died, but I couldn't understand it, so I wrote it down."

Most of the characters on the stack of yellow paper were irregular, and they were just written down with words with similar sounds. At first glance, they seemed irregular.Wen Yao glanced, and suddenly, his eyeballs stuck in that direction, staring intently.

"The luck of the world depends on Zhou Yi." He read out word by word, "You are not the protagonist."

Zhong Lang put aside the many doubts in his mind for the time being, not caring why the world became like this.

He has something to attend to right now.

Zhou Yi's confidants tried their best to prevent Prince Yan from taking power from Zhong Lan.Although the princes failed to compete, they came up with other methods, which left Zhou Yi's confidant speechless.

"The past between him and Mr. Luo was very exciting. Who knows if they are still inseparable. This king is for the country and the people, so I need to make sure everything is safe."

The princes of the Yan Kingdom wanted to test whether he really trusted Zhou Yi.

"Your Majesty Emperor has great wisdom, and the rest of the tricks will naturally not catch your attention," they said, "There is only one way to prove that you have taken refuge in the Kingdom of Yan."

"What?" Zhong Lan frowned.

The princes looked at each other and smiled: "My lord, please meet with Luo Guojun. Please allow me to send someone to monitor your actions at all times, so as to clear your innocence."

"Okay." Zhong Lang smiled gently, "I'm writing an invitation letter and initiating a meeting."

"Wait!"

With sharp eyes, Zhong Lan scanned the past: "What else can I do?"

"The letter of invitation will be handled by the king. All matters related to the meeting will be in charge of the clan's office. The emperor just needs to lie down and wait for the meeting." The princes are bound to win, and we must catch Zhong Lang's handle, " From today onwards, the hidden guard will live next to the emperor."

Zhong Lan clenched his fists.

This meant that he couldn't pass on the information, and Wen Yao didn't know that this meeting would be watched by countless pairs of eyes all the time.

If it is true as Li Weisong and Zhou Yi said, the real hero of this article is Zhou Yi, and his luck is concentrated on Zhou Yi, then the chance of Wen Yao's unification of the world will be very small, and he only has the opportunity to reverse it this time undercover Yan Guo situation.

Can't be discovered, how to tell Wen Yao to prepare in advance?

With Zhong Lang's strength, he can clearly find out where the hidden guards are hiding, but he can't make a sound. If one of the hidden guards is missing, it means that he has a ghost in his heart.

Fortunately, there was already Zhong Lan in the imperial physician, so Zhou Yi had no chance to wake up.He only needs to guide Wen Yao to act like he hates himself during this time.

"My lord, Hunyuan Pavilion is in front of you."

A corner of the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and General He poked his head over to remind Zhong Lan respectfully.General He is also a well-known master in the country of Yan, and his skills are very good.

However, what is called protection is actually surveillance.

Zhong Lan responded calmly, and Shi Shi ran off the carriage under the thoughtful protection and service.

"Master Emperor, I heard that Luo Guojun's methods are extremely decisive and ruthless. Although he is famous for being infatuated, once he gets out of that deep love, he will become cruel again. This meeting, he will definitely hate you, but please Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely take care of you."

General He raised the corner of his mouth, and there was something in his words.

Zhong Lan: "..."

It's almost like "if you don't get caught by Wen Yao and get rescued by us, then you are cheating" written on your face.

They walked all the way to the bridge.

Although the Hunyuan Pavilion occupies the name of a pavilion, it is huge.The eaves of the pavilion are overhanging, and the cold gurgling stream passes through it in winter, dividing the pavilion into two, just like the Chu River and Han boundary.Over the years, the Hunyuan Pavilion has been used many times for conversations between the two countries. It is also because of the stream that the two countries can be separated, and they can talk face to face without being able to contact each other.

It's okay, Wen Yao knows everything on the surface, and he has no chance to find a chance to talk to me secretly across a river.

In the distance, the sound of startled horses shook the Jackdaw up.

Everyone turned their heads, and Luo Guo's army was waiting in formation on the other side of the stream.The gauze curtain was raised, the young man in red had a stern complexion, and the tails of his flying eyes seemed to be stained with a touch of red mixed with complex emotions.

General He has been concentrating since he paced down, paying attention to his entire expression.

He turned around slowly, looking at Zhong Lan.

Zhong Lan's expression remained unchanged.He knew that there were at least five or six pairs of eyes watching every inch of his face.

Can't even wink.

Wen Yao, please don't flirt with me.

The red-clothed monarch held a golden bong—he hadn't used it for a long time, because he rarely had a surge of energy—and took a deep breath.

He came closer.

Wen Yao doesn't know anything, please, please don't make any mistakes!

"Luo Guojun, don't come here unharmed." Zhong Lan said lightly.

"Zhong Lan." There was no emotion when Wen Yao called him.

Quick, look at me with hatred!Don't give it away.

Suddenly, a white mist protruded from Wen Yao's mouth, covering his expression completely in obscurity.

General He rubbed his eyes.

can not see clearly.

Zhong Lan immediately relaxed.

Fortunately, Wen Yao is smart.This meeting happened suddenly, he was worried that there would be something bad in the middle, and his relationship with Zhong Lang needed to be kept secret, so he used smoke to hide his emotions when he was not clear about it.

How should he hint to Wen Yao to act with him?

While thinking about it, Zhong Lan was led to sit in the main seat.

General He sat behind him, very close, too close for etiquette.

He leaned close to Zhong Lan's ear: "My lord, please control your expression. Your eyes just now were too eager."

"Is General He dazzled?"

Zhong Lan remained calm, he was sure that he had controlled his expression and did not accept General He's accusation.

General He leaned close to his ear, rengweidongw, still not moving, as if whispering.

Wen Yao is a violent and jealous person.General He's move was to provoke Yao to see if he would show his feet.

Looking back, there are "clouds and mist" on the other side of the stream.

Zhong Lan: "..."

General He laughed dryly: "I didn't expect Mr. Luo to be so addicted to smoking."

Before Zhong Lan could let go of his heart, suddenly, the wooden coffee table he was supporting on his elbows shattered from it!

Zhong Lan threw his weight forward, his pupils locked tightly, and suddenly, he was pushed hard by a pair of hands on his back!

His whole body fell into the icy stream!

The guards of Luo Kingdom on the other side all subconsciously waded into the creek, pointing their swords at Zhong Lan.

Zhong Lan's mind went blank.

If Wen Yao really hated him, this is undoubtedly a good opportunity to catch him, imprison him, and take revenge.

General He sneered.He obeyed the prince's order and must get rid of Zhong Lang.

If Wen Yao doesn't seize Zhong Lang and humiliate him well, then Zhong Lang and Wen Yao must be cut off from each other, and he must not be allowed to be regent; if Wen Yao and Zhong Lang are innocent, then the furious Wen Yao will definitely take this opportunity to torture Zhong Lang.

Zhong Lan propped his hands on the bottom of the shallow stream, feeling the grinding sensation of the grains in his palms.He figured it out in an instant.

Slowly, he raised his head, and finally, in the drifting smoke, he saw the face that he missed so much.

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