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

"Your Majesty is awake!"

Wen Yao didn't sleep for several nights, when he heard the call, he immediately opened the door and went in.

Zhong Lan sat on the bed, his cheeks were pale, his eyes were fixed on the first point in the sky, dazed and expressionless.The little eunuchs around were hurrying to and fro, bringing him clothes and a basin for washing, but he acted as if he hadn't heard any movement, like a statue.

However, as soon as Wen Yao's footsteps stepped on the threshold, he raised his head.The eyes were red, staring at him.

The joy on Wen Yao's face froze, and Zhong Lan looked at him with some seriousness.He walked to the bed and lowered his head, those eyes were still staring at him.

Zhong Lan murmured under his throat: "Wen Yao."

Wen Yao sat by the bed: "Are you okay?"

Zhong Lan nodded lightly to indicate that he was fine, then immediately put his hands around Wen Yao's neck, and buried his face in Wen Yao's neck.

Wen Yao didn't know what he was doing at all, and patted him on the back like hugging a child: "Okay, okay, no matter what you see, everything is over."

"There is no past."

Wen Yao's hand rested on his back: "What did you see?"

Zhong Lan didn't answer him, but waved his hand and drove everyone out, then held Wen Yao's face, looked at his own reflection in those dark eyes: "I might have been sorry to you before."

The somatosensory time in the dream is normal, that is to say, to Zhong Lan, this sleep has really passed five years.In the past five years, every day when he saw Wen Yao, his heart would be agitated, and he didn't even dare to look directly at the deep feeling in Wen Yao's eyes.

At this moment, he was finally able to control his body, and the emotion that had been suppressed in the dream for so long erupted suddenly, almost swallowing him.

Wen Yao saw that his mood was wrong, and vaguely guessed something.But he didn't say anything, just hugged Zhong Lang tightly, comforting him over and over again: "After that, Your Majesty can't betray me."

"No." Zhong Lan said firmly.

After a whole afternoon, Zhong Lan's mood calmed down.He told Wen Yao all the things in the dream, of course, "beautified" where he was ruthlessly playing with his feelings, and perfunctorily passed it by.

Wen Yao naturally heard something in his perfunctory clips, his expression gradually became playful, and he touched the hairpin on his head subconsciously.

"Your Majesty, the corner of your soul is on me?"

"Well," Zhong Lan said, "this may be why I want to be close to you when I have a headache, and when I hear your call in my dream, I can wake up from the false memory made by the main god."

Wen Yao looked down at his palm, clenched it tightly, and smiled suddenly, as if he had finally grasped Zhong Lang's weakness.This grip seemed to really pinch Zhong Lan's body, and he turned his head a little annoyed.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid I won't return this corner to you." Wen Yao whispered in his ear.

Zhong Lan turned his eyes away: "If you don't pay it back, you won't pay it back."

As it is now, it's not bad.Compared to returning to himself in Zhoumu, compared to really passing the test, what he wants now is real retirement, and staying with him for a long time.

Wen Yao's eyes flashed with ecstasy, he held Zhong Lan's waist with one hand, and leaned over to ask for a kiss.

Zhong Lan spent five years in his dream. He looked at Wen Yao but couldn't eat it. Naturally, he knew that he would not be able to hold back his business anymore, so he pressed his index finger against his lips with a serious expression: "There will be a lot of food in the future." People like Li Weisong keep coming here to make troubles, endlessly. We must find a way, otherwise the country will not be able to stabilize for a long time."

Wen Yao asked: "If all these are ruled by the so-called Lord God, but we can't see it, what should we do?"

Zhong Lan also frowned suspiciously.

Wen Yao sighed and stroked his hair: "You just woke up, you should rest and think about it first. After all, chaos is the future, at least we are safe now."

The news that His Majesty woke up spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital.Many of the courtiers breathed a sigh of relief.

During the period when Zhong Lan was unconscious, they were worried that there would be chaos in the palace if there was no master.As a result, Xin Guo and the former officials from Nanqiong were familiar with supporting the elusive green-headed demon concubine in the palace as regent.The other courtiers knew only a little about their situation, and they were somewhat resistant at first, but they were convinced by Wen Yao's methods later.

Someone even asked the insider furtively: "Since this man in the palace is so powerful, why didn't he seize the throne?"

The object of his question was the old minister of Xin Guo.The other party gave him a blank look, raised his hand and snorted coldly: "Because the seat he wants is not the unified emperor."

"what is that?"

The other party looked around, and then he fell to the man's ear and whispered: "Of course it is the queen."

The man was stunned.

After the other party finished speaking, he put his hands in his hands, and said calmly: "With a little discernment, when His Majesty himself mentions that he wants to stand up, he will take the initiative to nominate that person. This is a smart person."

The man was taught immediately and saluted respectfully: "Thank you for your guidance."

……

Three days after Zhong Lang woke up, he was finally about to go to court again, but he felt something was wrong when he stepped into the court hall.

Everyone looked at him strangely.

Could it be that Wen Yao took advantage of this time to evade him?

Zhong Lan thought to himself, is there such a good thing?

"My loves, what's the matter?"

Zuo Cheng glanced around, knowing that he was going to get ahead even if he didn't get ahead, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, during the time you were ill, the East has made progress in suppressing the bandits, but the order from the regent... Mr. Military orders are different from general government orders, which normally require His Majesty to sign in person. It was urgent that day, and the matter was expedient. Now that His Majesty is in good health, the signature needs to be checked again."

The Eastern bandits should be the coffin-faced subordinates of the group that robbed Princess Yuncheng before.Zhong Lan thought to himself, Wen Yao moved so fast, and said with some relief that he would find time to review again.

However, as soon as he stepped into the study, he felt that the room was very dark today.

"Li Quan, open the window to let in some light."

"Your Majesty, the window has been opened, but it is covered."

Zhong Lan: "?"

He turned his head and found a large stack of things on the low table in front of the window for stacking memorials.His head went from low to high, slowly counting the memorials, and slowly raising it...

The memorial covered the windows tightly.

Zhong Lan: "..."

Li Quan said with a guilty conscience: "Your Majesty, those are just memorials that need your reapproval."

Zhong Lang gritted his teeth: "Just?"

Li Quan turned around.Behind him, several young eunuchs carried a cart of memorials.

Li Quan: "There are two new memorials in the past two days."

Zhong Lan turned his head to look at the pile of military orders that needed to be reapproved by himself, and then turned his head to look at the pile of new memorials, and smiled very amiably: "Bring Zuo Cheng to me."

Not long after, Zuo Cheng wiped his sweat and said, "See Your Majesty."

"Those military orders, you can let the cabinet move them back into the warehouse, there is no need to re-approve them."

Zuo Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then straightened his neck: "Your Majesty, this is against the rules."

Zhong Lan smiled: "I am the rules."

"Your Majesty, the ministers and others are all for the sake of the country," Zuo Cheng knelt down on the ground, speaking righteously, "People's hearts are unpredictable, and everyone's opinions are difficult to adjust. Military orders are important to the country's destiny. If there are mistakes in the middle, it will definitely damage your reputation. All the rules are for the sake of superiority, Your Majesty must not let loyal ministers feel cold!"

Zhong Lan: "..."

The courtiers from various countries in this dynasty have not yet gotten along well, and the court and the country are a mess that needs to be taken care of. Zuo Cheng is poking his heart.

After a long time, he put on a tired smile: "If you give him a noble enough status to conquer the world, then I don't need to deal with these things again?"

"Yes, but..." Zuo Cheng showed a puzzled expression, "Apart from His Majesty, what other identity can sign the seal?"

Zhong Lan's throat dried up, and he glanced towards Wen Yao's bedroom: "Queen."

Zuo Cheng thought he heard it wrong: "Empress?"

"As long as I give an order, the empress can take part in politics, and then the successor will have the same power as the emperor." Zhong Lang himself convinced himself, "If so, I don't need to re-examine the things he signed before."

Zuo Cheng left the palace with an expression that seemed to be persuaded, but felt that something was wrong, and took on the job of preparing for His Majesty the queen.

Zhong Lang left the study and walked in the imperial garden, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was a good idea.

The nail Zhou Yi set for him was that he was not allowed to abdicate, but he didn't say that he wouldn't be allowed to be the empress, nor did he say that he wasn't allowed to let the queen take part in politics!

The posthumous position is side by side with the emperor's position, so Wen Yao can naturally handle everything for him.

In this way, he can have extra thoughts to deal with the taskers who will follow one after another, so he doesn't have to be busy at both ends.

Zhong Lan's footsteps also became lighter.

The imperial garden is covered with snow.The palace people cleaned the road, and the rest of the place was snow-white, and the bright red wintersweet was dotted between the scorched branches and the white snow, making it more and more charming.

Suddenly, he saw someone in front of the garden.

Dressed in dark red and gilded clothes, like a raging fire in winter, warming up the surrounding ice cold.Wen Yao stood among the plum trees, as if admiring the flowers, only slowly turned back when he heard Zhong Lan's footsteps.

His long and narrow eyes were half-closed, and he looked at Zhong Lan with an affectionate and thoughtful look.His face is so bright that it is daunting, as if this little bit of affection is the same as himself, waiting for Zhong Lan alone in the cold wind.

Zhong Lan stood on the spot and did not move any more.

Li Quan is a wink, and immediately took the people away.

Wen Yao walked up to him, took both of his hands, held them in front of his eyes and looked at them carefully, and then asked: "Your Majesty, are you tired from going to court again today?"

"Not tired." Zhong Lan didn't even think about it.

This is the power of beauty.

"If you're tired, remember to tell me." With an indistinct emotion in Wen Yao's eyes, he seductively pushed Zhong Lang's broken hair blown away by the cold wind behind his ears.

Zhong Lang felt more and more that it would be great for him to have a queen and have someone to help him with government affairs.Wen Yao is good-looking, dedicated, and reliable. It is a bit of a loss for Zhou Mu to give up such a wonderful person in order to complete the mission.

His heart was warming up, when suddenly, an extremely cold chill blew along the cold wind.

Zhong Lan suddenly woke up and looked at Wen Yao.

Those eyes were so dark that it was still hard to see clearly.

Wen Yao naturally knew that military orders required his signature.

Do you need so many military orders to suppress bandits?

Or did he deliberately divide one military order into several?The purpose is to make Zhong Lan feel intimidated, and then give him an identity so that he can lie down?

Wen Yao softly said: "Your Majesty?"

He only has Zhong Lang in his eyes, as if he wants to swallow Zhong Lang by all means.

Zhong Lan's eyes fell on the plain linden wood hairpin on his head, as if he saw the cold, unscrupulous and deep soul that was missing in him.

It seems that he lacks a little soul, so he lacks a little mind.

Wen Yao also had more eyes.

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