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

Facts have proved that Zhong Lan and Wen Yao cannot be completely blamed for "becoming mentally retarded", because there are indeed some wonderful rules in this world, and it is difficult not to be affected by them.

For example, in autumn, good news came from outside the palace.

"Wen Liang is getting married." Zhong Lang was sitting by the lake, leisurely flipping through the letters, "He and that kid from the Xu family also had a happy ending."

Wen Liang's affair with the young master of Xu's family was a turmoil back then, which once made Wen Yao, who was very lacking in emotional experience, feel fearful and devious.

Wen's family's emotional experience is very bumpy.

Zhong Lan felt that Wen Liang was even more difficult than his elder brother. After all, Wen Yao never had such old bloody plots as "Loving you is to abuse you" and "Torturing you means I care about you". Wen Liang used it on the young master of the Xu family all over the place.

He sighed: "I heard that Wen Liang jumped into the river again and stabbed himself three times. He suffered more injuries than he fought on the battlefield, so he almost went to the crematorium. No, he deserved it. Mr. Xu is willing to fight with you." His marriage can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people."

Wen Yao was lying beside Zhong Lan, reading the memorial while the autumn wind was blowing, without raising his head: "It is said that they are married with a son."

"No wonder, you really have to hurry up, or you will show your pregnancy..." Zhong Lang held up the tea bowl gracefully and calmly, and suddenly, his movements froze, "Wait!"

Wen Yao put down the memorial: "What's wrong?"

Zhong Lang was frightened: "Isn't the person who heard about Liang the young master of the Xu family?"

"correct."

Zhong Lan took a sip of tea to suppress his shock: "Young master of the Xu family, isn't he a man? How can he marry a son?!"

Wen Yao said blankly, "He's pregnant."

"puff--"

Zhong Lan choked violently, while Wen Yao patted him on the back.

After a long time, Zhong Lan raised his head in horror: "How does a man get pregnant?"

Wen Yao said that he didn't know either.

Zhong Lang was so frightened that he immediately left the palace in a carriage, looking for Xuan Tang who said "I'd better go back to Qingci Temple, but I must not be infected by mental retardation".

"A big deal has happened! A big deal has happened! It turns out that men in this world can really get pregnant!"

Xuan Tang opened the door expressionlessly: "If you dare to infect me again, I will throw you out."

Zhong Lan sneered: "It's as if you can beat me."

Xuan Tang: "..."

Damn retarded.His decision not to be polluted by the world was indeed right. After staying outside for a long time, his brain has become at the same level as an NPC.

Zhong Lan entered Qingci Temple and told about Wenliang and Mr. Xu.Xuan Tang fell silent after listening.

"I don't have a sex life, only you need to worry about it." Xuan Tang said coldly, "After all, this is based on the world of the novel. Men can have children, maybe it's the setting of the original book. If it's true, you have to be careful."

Zhong Lan's hand holding the teacup stopped in mid-air.

"what happened?"

Zhong Lan swallowed her saliva: "I suddenly want to eat something sour."

Xuan Tang: "..."

Even if he can't beat Zhong Lan, he will throw this man out with all his might.

In the next few days, Zhong Lang's symptoms became more obvious.

At night, the outside of the window is already cool, the windows and doors are tightly closed, and the house is lit with incense, making it warm and warm.

Wen Yao came out of the shower with a little moisture on his body.Same as before, he sat on the edge of the bed, hugged the bell from behind, his lips were close to his earlobe, and his voice was hoarse: "Are you interested today?"

In the past, Zhong Lang would turn around and hug him with a smile, or slide back and forth into his arms, but today he didn't move at all.

Wen Yao thought that he was tired, so he kissed the side of his neck more carefully, trying to stir up that urge.

Suddenly, a slender hand grabbed his shoulder and pushed him away slightly.

"Forget it today."

Zhong Lan looked away, a little tired.

Wen Yao frowned slightly, but he also knew that he couldn't imitate that bastard Wen Liang, so he could only kiss Zhong Lan and go out to solve it by himself.

What he didn't expect was that it would be like this for the next few days.

On the fifth night, after Zhong Lan rejected him again, Wen Yao pushed him down and stared condescendingly into his eyes: "Why have you rejected me these few days?"

Zhong Lan opened his mouth, but couldn't make any sound, then shook his head.

Wen Yao pressed his waist: "Don't you say?"

There was a playful temptation in his eyes, and then he lowered his head.

Zhong Lan was visibly panicked, his sides were reddish, he kicked Wen Yao's shoulder vigorously, but to no avail, he could only grab the rest of the quilt with both hands, and looked up weakly.

When the wait was over, Wen Yao wiped the corner of his mouth, and whispered into his ear, "What's the matter?"

"I seem to..." Zhong Lan's voice was buzzing, "I'm pregnant. Don't exercise too much."

A moment of silence.

There was a creaking sound of wooden furniture in the hall.Wen Yao got dressed at a speed that ordinary people couldn't understand, and was about to go out to see the imperial physician.

"Wait! Don't go to the doctor."

Zhong Lan stopped him.

The ministers all thought that the relationship between the two of them was reversed, how could the imperial physician come to feel the emperor's pulse?

Wen Yao took a few deep breaths, and immediately suggested: "Let's leave immediately and go find a famous doctor outside the palace."

His mind was buzzing.It was just a joke before, but this time he really panicked.Zhong Lang is so sure, is there something hidden?

Zichuntang in Beijing is a famous medical center.

In the middle of the night, there was a sudden knock on the door. When the door opened, there was a group of officers and soldiers, and the ranks on the armor were not low.

Everyone in the hospital was extremely nervous.

The officers and soldiers of this team whispered that some nobles were unwell and needed urgent medical treatment, and the matter needed to be kept secret.Everyone in the medical hall still had some complaints, but when they saw the money brought by the officers and soldiers, their eyes were straightened, and they immediately asked people to come in.

The bell is covered with a curtain, and the black tulle hangs down to the feet, covering the whole figure.

Dr. Fang had never seen anyone who looked like he was seeing a doctor or avoiding debts, but when he saw the officers and soldiers with high ranks next to him, he swallowed everything he said.

Some things can't be asked.

He cleared his throat: "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

The voice under the curtain was very soft, a little hoarse, as if suffering from a cold: "Recently, I have been craving sour food, and my body is also a little sleepy. I wonder if I am happy."

Doctor Fang's eyes fell on the tall, richly dressed man who was also wearing a curtain beside him, and he immediately recognized it.

This should be a high-ranking official, probably a strict wife, who secretly raised a concubine, and conceived a concubine, shouldn't this be sneaky?

He had an idea in his mind, became more calm, and said: "My lord, please reach out your hand, and the old man will diagnose your pulse."

A slender, pale hand stretched out from under the curtain.Zhong Lan's hands were as thin and thin as himself.Doctor Fang didn't think too much about it, he just thought the woman's hands were too big.

However, as soon as he felt his pulse, he felt something was wrong.

Why does this pulse look like a man?

Doctor Fang cast a strange glance at his face covered by the curtain.

A soft voice asked, "What?"

"No, it's nothing." Doctor Fang wiped off his cold sweat, "The old man didn't get his happy pulse, probably because he was flustered. Please allow the old man to do it again."

The black curtain turned his head and looked at the man beside him: "No happy pulse? Impossible."

The man bowed his head, dumbfounded, and said after a long time: "Listen to the doctor."

The man under the shady fence said to himself: "The pulse of a man's pregnancy may be different from that of a woman's. It's normal that the doctor didn't feel the usual happy pulse."

Doctor Fang: "...??!"

The black curtain turned back, and said gently: "Then ask the doctor to examine again, and check the man's pulse to see if there is any abnormality."

Doctor Fang seemed to be out of his body, nodded in confusion, and put his hand on the pale wrist.This time he understood the diagnosis, the pulse was strong and regular, and he didn't see any problems.

His eyes glanced at the two nobles quietly.

Raise a man as a senior official in the outer room.

As a result, the outer room said that she was pregnant.

He suddenly regretted seeing a doctor for that box of money tonight. If he said that he was old and weak, maybe this time would not have happened.

"It's true that a man's pregnancy is different from a woman's. It's also the first time for me to check a man's pulse..." Dr. Fang thought about his words.Of course he wanted to tell them directly that he was not pregnant at all, but he could not directly refute the other party's face when he heard the shady voice swearing to the official and the high official's doting gestures.

"Madam" said in a gentle voice, "it's okay, just tell me."

Doctor Fang sank his heart: "The nobleman's pulse does indeed look like a surge of energy and blood."

The high probability may be caused by long-term inactivity and sudden walking in the past few days.

The two were slightly startled, looked at each other, and said in unison: "Are you happy?"

"This, it should, maybe, maybe...it's the man's happy pulse." Doctor Fang bit the bullet and coaxed the two of them, "This old man will prescribe a prescription for the two nobles to mend the fetus and soothe the nerves."

Wen Yao was so shocked that he doubted the world and himself, and gradually chose to believe it, so he was very careful along the way.

For the next few days, Zhong Lang took tonics twice a day, and he didn't miss a single meal.

Zhong Lan swears: "This time is absolutely right."

Wen Yao was taken aback by his self-confidence, and followed him every day.Later, because Zhong Lang was acidophilic, he even asked someone to find a recipe and tried every means to coax Zhong Lang.

The first snow fell in early winter.Wen Liang's wedding went smoothly.

Zhong Lan heard that it was not good for Yao to attend in person, so he sent someone to accompany the ceremony.After Wen Liang and Mr. Xu got married, they lived in the capital.Half a month after their wedding, they asked someone to invite the two of them into the palace for a brief talk, which was also the first time Mr. Xu saw his family.

Xu Ling has a typical cold and self-reliant face in the rape and tyranny novel.

When Zhong Lan saw him, his eyes stayed on his face for a while, first he sighed that this kid, Wen Liang, had licked his cabbage again, and then his eyes fell on Xu Ling's stomach.

They all changed into winter clothes, and nothing could be seen.

Xu Ling didn't see the strange look in Zhong Lan's eyes, and stood aside quietly after saluting.

Wen Liang said: "Don't be cautious. Brother Huang and sister-in-law are both family members."

Xu Ling glared at him: "Your Majesty."

Wen Liang was stunned by his stare, touched his nose, and dared not speak.

Both Zhong Lang and Wen Yao held back their smiles and kindly greeted them to sit down.

Xu Ling sat down next to Wen Yao on his own.

Wen Liang looked left and right, and heard his ear: "Why are you sitting next to Brother Huang?"

Xu Ling said lightly, "He is Your Majesty the Queen, isn't he?"

There was a silence on the table.

Wen Yao: "..."

It seems that he had the same misunderstanding as the courtiers.

Zhong Lan suppressed a smile and waved his hand: "Yes, yes. You sit next to the queen."

Wen Yao resisted the urge to beat up Wen Liang who was "grinning all over his face", so he played the virtuous and gentle "mistress" and greeted Xu Ling.

"I set the dishes according to His Majesty's taste, I don't know if it suits your taste."

Xu Ling smiled generously and decently: "It's naturally good if His Majesty likes it."

As he said that, he suddenly turned his head and stared at Wen Liang, who was neither big nor small, and started eating directly. The latter immediately put down his chopsticks and sat down obediently.

"Then let's try this vinegared fish first, it's a recent specialty in the small kitchen."

Just as Xu Ling and Wen Liang put the fish into their mouths, their expressions suddenly changed.

"What's wrong?" Wen Yao asked.

Hearing Liang Dalala, he said directly: "Brother Huang, this is too sour."

As he said that, he forked his chopsticks towards the plate next to him, trying to neutralize the taste.Unexpectedly, as soon as the dish was put in his mouth, his expression became even more terrifying.

Zhong Lan understood: "Maybe it's too sour. It's okay, I'll ask the small kitchen to cook a few more dishes."

Wen Liang poured two glasses of water in a row, and finally said: "Your Majesty, is this the taste you usually eat?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Wen Liang was a little embarrassed, and leaned into Wen Yao's ear: "What's the matter, sister-in-law?"

Wen Yao: "I'm pregnant."

"puff--"

Everyone looked back at Xu Ling.He wiped his shirt with a towel in a panic, covering his expression with his sleeve.

Zhong Lang was puzzled: "You said Xu Ling is pregnant. Wouldn't his taste become sour?"

Wen Liang and Xu Ling fell silent.

After a long time, Wen Liang finally said, "Brother Huang."

"how?"

Wen Liang muttered: "This is not deceiving the emperor, is it?"

Zhong Lang and Wen Yao felt that something was wrong.

Xu Ling tried his best to calm down, and said calmly, "I'm not pregnant. The rumor before was because my father strongly opposed it."

Wen Yao immediately understood: "So, you just deceive Mr. Xu and force him to agree to the marriage?"

Master Xu is also getting old.Wen Liang and Xu Ling bribed all parties and put on a big show, forcing such an old man from half-believing to completely believing that Xu Ling is a "supernaturally gifted" man who can conceive.

Now that she is pregnant, it is natural not to hinder the marriage.

"and many more--"

Zhong Lan's face became extremely exciting.

If the fact that Xu Ling was pregnant was false, wouldn't there be men who could conceive in this world?

Wen Yao was in the former court, heard more things, seemed to think of more things, and his complexion was brighter than that of Zhong Lang: "A few days ago, the one who cared the most about the royal family's future and proposed a spare tire plan seemed to be Mr. Xu."

It turned out that the courtiers did not believe that men could conceive.But Mr. Xu is very prestigious in the court, and he is also extremely reliable on weekdays.

He vividly told the ministers the story of his young son marrying the queen because of pregnancy, which made all the ministers half-believing.

So, everyone put forward such absurd proposals as "Why don't you really try it out".

Wen Yao, Zhong Lan: "..."

Wen Liang realized that he seemed to be in trouble, so he yelled, pulled Xu Ling and ran away.This time Xu Ling didn't stop him, but slipped away with him, leaving behind Zhong Lan and Wen Yao who looked at each other silently.

Wen Yao's expression was extremely funny.

"Call the imperial physician."

They didn't talk about the pregnancy from the beginning to the end, they just said that Zhong Lan was unwell and wanted to see the imperial physician.

Zhong Lan tentatively asked, "How?"

"Your Majesty, this..." the court judge rubbed his chin, his eyes dodged.

Zhong Lan asked urgently, "What's wrong?"

"I have been sitting for a long time these days, and I have some indigestion. I need to eat a light diet on weekdays, and it is better to eat more acidic meals."

Zhong Lan, Wen Yao: "..."

The judge left.The two looked at each other silently.

No one thought that this farce was actually caused by indigestion.

But Wen Yao was really worried.

He was worried about Zhong Lang's brain.

The next day, Wen Yao knocked on the door of Qingci Temple.

This time Xuan Tang was extremely cautious, he only opened a slit so as not to contaminate his Buddha body with mental retardation.

Seeing it was Wen Yao, he breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door.

Wen Yao said everything.Although the original Zhong Lang had a big heart and a good temper, he was thoughtful in every aspect.Wen Yao asked him if he knew the reason why Zhong Lang became so strange these days.

"You may spoil him too much. His actual age is almost five hundred years old. He is an old man. Old people need to use their brains, otherwise they will degenerate." Anyway, Zhong Lang is not here, Xuan Tang said without any burden, "There is a disease called Alzheimer's."

Zhong Lan, who was far away in the capital, sneezed.

Although Wen Yao didn't understand dementia, he could tell that this was not a good word and looked at him suspiciously.

Xuan Tang: "Okay. To be honest, I think it may have something to do with the missing part of the soul. When he returned the hairpin to you, he tore up the soul again, and this time it may be a little more than the previous one. .”

"Then shall I return the hairpin to him?"

Xuan Tang nodded: "Pay him back first, after a while when the soul is stable, tear it up again, this time be careful."

When Wen Yao returned to the palace, Zhong Lan was taking a nap.Wen Yao quietly put the hairpin back on Zhong Lan's head, waiting for him to wake up.

To be honest, he actually didn't want to see Zhong Lang's cold eyes.

But unexpectedly, Zhong Lan didn't let him see either.

In the afternoon, Wen Yao got away from government affairs, and figured that Zhong Lang should get up, so he went to see him, only to find that Zhong Lang was gone.

Fortunately, Zhong Lan, who has a complete, rational and mature soul, left him a message.

Wu Yong shivered and said, "When His Majesty woke up, his face looked so bad that he was about to kill someone."

Wen Yao's heart skipped a beat.

"Then he asked us to pack our luggage. We need luggage that can support one person to live in a remote area for a month." Wu Yong said, "As soon as he finished packing, he left without looking back, and didn't let us send you a message immediately. "

"Where is he going?"

"I don't know." Wu Yong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Your Majesty said that he will come back when he has the face to meet people."

In a distant corner, Zhong Lan pinched the tree trunk with one hand, and his fingers sank deep into the bark.

Right now, there was a redness of shame and anger.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-10-2219:45:47~2021-10-2323:55:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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