The villain king really doesn't want to rebel

That day, Luo Hanjue was reading a book in the room. The afternoon sun was so good that she just closed her eyes and fell asleep for more than a quarter of an hour.

Just when she was in a trance, an urgent order from the palace was delivered to the general's mansion quickly.

It is said that the imperial concubine has read General Luo and wants to invite the general into the palace to talk.

Luo Hanjue hesitated for a while before accepting the order.

She slowly remembered, yes, noble concubine, after Wen Zilan ascended the throne of God, Luo Yunjiao was canonized as noble concubine the next day, becoming the number one woman in the harem.

The woman got up and followed the sedan chair outside into the palace.

When Luo Hanjue passed by the Royal Garden, behind the densely clustered flower beds, there was a babbling tune.

It was a woman's voice, tactfully, as if singing an opera.

There are no big festivals in the palace, and on festive days, this kind of folk art is rarely heard, so it is enough to be conspicuous in this secluded garden.

She noticed this, and the little eunuch who led the way also stopped.

He turned around and lowered his head, "General, the imperial concubine is in that court, and there are nobles in it, so the servants will stop here."

Luo Hanjue turned his face around, only to find that the thin and thin face of the bent little eunuch was exceptionally white, and he spoke in the usual tone, but his saluting fingers were tightly clenched, and his body subconsciously moved out.

It seems that what is hidden inside is not the beauties of the harem, but some unsightly beasts.

She turned her mind a few times and said "hmm" on her face.

The little eunuch thanked Luo Hanjue as if he had been pardoned, and after staying for only two or three seconds, his back came out of the garden.

Luo Hanjue pondered the reaction of the little eunuch, and walked step by step into the only garden path.

The round goose soft stones are all adjusted to a large size, and they are smooth, steady and compact when walking, and will never hurt the feet of all the beauties in the harem.

Luo Hanjue didn't care about this, she was light-hearted, even if she swung from the curved bridge beside the garden, it was a trivial matter.

In fifteen or sixteen steps, she walked to the edge of the theater.

Then she met the new imperial concubine.

Luo Yunjiao was leaning on a soft couch, with a long-haired cat covered in white nestled in her hand. The corners of Luo Hong's skirt hairpin were all made of extremely fine materials, and the surrounding maids peeled lychees full of thin skin and flesh with bare hands. , Feed it to the imperial concubine's mouth with a golden fork, and spit out the core directly into the eunuch's hand.

This back and forth did not delay the imperial concubine watching the music at all.

Luo Hanjue followed the direction she was looking at, and the two actors on the balcony hugged each other sadly, their eyebrows lowered like a kind of song that told each other heartfeltly but could not part.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, or if the whole paragraph is full of this sad tone, anyway, after Luo Hanjue approached, she felt uncomfortable, although her plain face was as indifferent as ever.

It seems that the new imperial concubine is indeed the same as the rumors said, and His Majesty is very fond of her.

Luo Hanjue held his breath and remained silent until he walked to the side of the maid and realized in shock that when he was still a few steps away from Luo Yunjiao, the girl on the couch turned her head first, and saw her with a smile and anticipation.

Seeing her with a very good face, her eyes lit up, as if she really saw a sister of the same clan with a very good relationship.

Luo Yunjiao first greeted her affectionately, "Sister, are you here?"

"Chen Luo Hanjue sees the imperial concubine."

Facing her was the woman's tall and bent waist, and there was a respectful and indifferent greeting in her ears.

Luo Yunjiao smiled, hugged the sleepy cat in her arms to the person next to her, and straightened her body.

"Sister, there is no need for etiquette, please sit down quickly."

Luo Hanjue was also polite, and obediently sat on a chair that the eunuch had arranged earlier.

Apart from the silence in the garden, there are only voices and mourning.

It was the imperial concubine who spoke first, "I don't know what my sister is doing recently? In the previous posts, the servants all said that General Luo is not at the mansion, or it has been like this for three consecutive days."

"Is the military affairs too busy?"

Luo Hanjue turned her attention away from the drama ahead, she nodded, "Your Majesty's ascension to the throne is a very important matter, and the minister's duty must be to protect all the arrangements in the palace and outside the city. Therefore, the day and night patrols have never been missed, and the minister is almost in the barracks I fell asleep, maybe because of this reason, I haven't seen the post of the empress several times."

"It's my fault that I missed my mother's kindness."

Luo Hanjue took all the mistakes on her very lightly, as if the person in front of her was not the villainous noble concubine who killed fifteen slaves in three days.

She was so determined and honest enough that she cut off the conversation in one fell swoop so that Luo Yunjiao would not be able to use it.

The imperial concubine narrowed her eyes and glanced at the general's face, then said with a smile.

"It's nothing, it's just that I entered this palace, and it's really boring. I talked to my mother the day before yesterday, but she left the palace in just half a day. It's empty around here, and your majesty hasn't started the draft. I always feel boring, just thinking that my sister is also in this capital."

"So, I just want to talk to my sister," Luo Yunjiao said softly, "I won't make things difficult for my sister, will I?"

Luo Hanjue shook his head.

Later in the whole afternoon, the two sisters of the same clan chatted one after another, looked at the appearance of all beings on the stage, and listened to the sounds of natural scenery in their ears, wasting a lot of time in vain.

After returning, Luo Hanjue couldn't remember what he had said to the imperial concubine.

She lay on the bed without thinking too much, Luo Hanjue quickly fell asleep after drinking the medicine.

On the second day, Lin Xian delivered the military package to the General's Mansion as usual, and after seeing Luo Hanjue's calm expression, he suddenly said something.

"Don't you know?"

Luo Hanjue slowly withdrew his gaze, looked at the lieutenant general, "What?"

She has been feeling sleepy recently, and she can close her eyes in a chair for half an hour after sitting for a while.

As for the rest, Luo Hanjue really couldn't spare any extra energy to control them.

She only thinks about that person, come back sooner.

Lin Xian lowered his voice, and said, "The new emperor has recruited a large number of beautiful women into the palace since yesterday, and then sealed a lot of empresses into various palaces in turn."

The man's voice paused, as if hesitating about what to say next.

Luo Hanjue glanced at him, "Tell me, I have nothing to fear."

"Then last night, when the new emperor summoned the newcomers to sleep, that one of yours, in the middle of the night, didn't know how to get around the eunuch's eyes and ears, so he got close to His Majesty's bed, and then—"

Lin Xian: "When those who were sober during the day saw a dagger on the ground stuck in the heart of the new concubine, when His Majesty woke up in the morning, he found that the concubine was lying in his arms."

The man couldn't help swallowing his saliva after he finished speaking, he carefully looked at his general's expression.

But Luo Hanjue edited the last one slowly, folded the army, and placed it lightly in Lin Xian's hand.

"That's... quite powerful, isn't it?"

The sincerity in Luo Hanjue's purple eyes was not fake, Lin Xian shut his mouth after seeing it.

Only occasionally Luo Hanjue would think about it.

I really don't know what Wen Zilan's heart is, his own woman wants his life, he still puts Luo Yunjiao in his own palace, I heard that she still takes good care of her, even more precious than before keep.

The ones that the queen mother couldn't get were sent to the imperial concubine first.

Then, General Luo was mentioned by the new emperor at the court the next day.

——King Na'an has been captured by his army on the way back to Beijing.

The emperor kept his promise, saying that three days would be three days.

When Luo Hanjue walked back to his house with a calm heart, there were marks and auras left by others all the way.

Already upset, the beauty's eyes grew colder as she stared at the muddy footprints on the edge of her pond.

It wasn't until in front of her room that Luo Hanjue fell silent.

She could feel a breath of air inside.

But the owner of this breath was really uncomfortable, and he didn't know how long he had endured it. After a while, Luo Hanjue heard the knocking and knocking of the porcelain inside.

There was another ear-cracking tone of panting, but the host deliberately lowered the end of the tone, and the feeling of being unsettled was more like being deliberately squandered into such a soft and fragile feeling.

The clear and bright girlish voice is made in such a way that after listening to it for a long time, it will make people's ears turn red when they are dreaming.

Luo Hanjue deliberately made a sound on the door, and sure enough, the girl's unbearable breathing disappeared at the same time in the room.

Wen Yan's head was about to explode, she knew that that bastard Wen Zilan would definitely bury her a hole on the way, but she never thought that he really dug a hole for her to go through.

None of the people she brought with her was captured by others, and Wen Yan really thought that she was going to be killed in the wilderness, but she was bound hand and foot, with a black cloth over her eyes, and a black cloth on her mouth. Those who were fed the medicine were sent into an airtight carriage.

But she realized that the army didn't intend to kill her on the spot, so Wen Yan didn't recruit the hidden guards who had been buried near her.

In this half-day journey, she was bumped into Beijing by a fast horse.

Wen Yan thought that after he took off the blindfold, he must be in the palace.

Just yesterday, the system suddenly tricked her into telling her that Luo Yunjiao was going to assassinate Wen Zilan yesterday, which had already caused great turmoil in this world, and many of its observation routes in the future were also messed up.

The system cruelly told Wen Yan that if she could enter the palace this time, everything would be over.

"End", Wen Yan went to ask the system what it meant, and the foreign object closed its mouth that day and refused to say a word.

Wen Yan sighed several times, she didn't do what he thought, anyway, she must be going back to Beijing.

Just returning to Beijing, Wen Yan will let herself go to see Luo Hanjue, she must confess everything to Luo Hanjue.

He had to tell her everything he had lied to from the beginning to the end. Even if that person hated her and blamed her, after sneaking into the palace, Wen Yan would let Luo Hanjue deal with him.

But who would have thought that Wen Zilan sent her to Luo Hanjue's residence for being so vile.

Wen Yan was nearly passed out from the effects of the medicine, and then she saw the black-haired and snow-skinned woman approaching her from outside the door.

His Royal Highness Wang An wished he could hit himself head-on to death.

Wen Yan knew that she was so ugly, what she wanted was to settle the matter generously, not like this, where her clothes were falling off and she was curled up on Luo Hanjue's bed superior.

What a system.

So when the girl was about to call out the dark guard to flee in grief and anger, Luo Hanjue hugged her, because she wanted to take a good look at Wen Yan's traditional Chinese medicine.

How could I know that the girl in my arms was not hit by the drug, but took some kind of Dali pill, and pushed her down into the mattress in a rampage. Luo Hanjue has been taking medicine recently, and she was pressed against her stomach , Suddenly a sour limp do not want to speak.

"Don't move, I can't pull you anymore."

The woman's expression was gentle, without the hatred in Wen Yan's imagination, and the familiar sigh and tolerance made her eyes ache.

Wen Yan subconsciously relaxed his body and opened his mouth.

"I, I miss you so much."

"Ah."

"I was drugged. My body hurts and my head hurts. They tied me up and my hands and feet are sore."

"Well, I'll just relieve you." Luo Hanjue added, "I'll teach you a lesson for those who bullied you."

Wen Yan's ears turned red, and he buried his head in the woman's arms, sniffing the faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus on her body, and said aggrievedly.

"Why do you want to rebel with them?"

Wen Yan didn't hear Luo Hanjue's agreement to these words. After a while, her uncomfortable eyes were closed by the eyelids.

Luo Hanjue was bent over by her on the edge of the bed, her neck was full of wet gasps, and her face that had been indifferent for several days finally became as shy as a stamen, following her hairy head.

With forbearance in the corners of the woman's eyes, she restrained Wen Yan's touch to a certain degree.

Wen Yan struggled a lot, but this time he smelled the familiar smell of nostalgia, but he still couldn't hide his tears, which wet the woman's skirt one after another.

But she was really uncomfortable, the inexplicable shyness made Wen Yan very sad.

"Let me get up. Is there a pond outside? It's enough for me to soak in cold water."

Luo Hanjue froze, she looked at the girl who climbed up from her with a troubled face, and for the first time began to question how unattractive her charm was.

In the next second, the woman seemed to think of something, her complexion became even uglier, and her purple eyes narrowed dangerously looking at Wen Yan.

She remembered the princess from Nanban, she seemed to be interested in Wen Yan?

Wen Yan insisted on pulling herself away, she didn't want to do that kind of thing to Luo Hanjue in such a patricide situation.

She felt that this was a kind of deception, and it was a great humiliation and crime for the two generals.

Once she found out about Luo Yebing, she felt completely different about Luo Hanjue. Even though she knew about it from Wen Zibo, she always knew Luo Hanjue's resentment. She didn't want this result to take root and rot. , Let her and Luo Hanjue's share be completely broken.

Therefore, long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain.

Just when Wen Yan was about to leave cruelly, she found that her waist had been hooked and she couldn't get up.

She looked into her arms, and at some point her clothes had all been unbuttoned, and her body was full of spring, which made Wen Yan stare at the woman under her in a daze.

"Fool, if this weather continues, you will never see me again." The woman looked at her shyly, the frivolous light in her eyes was Luo Hanjue's unspoken miss.

Most of her snow-white collarbone was exposed by the pulling just now, and Luo Hanjue seemed to have lost some weight again, but the roundness that should have been there was still the same curvature, a pair of good skin was white and lustrous in this dark room.

At that moment, the struggling string in Wen Yan's eyes snapped.

She lowered her head, sucked Luo Hanjue's lips, crushed the tears and the emotional cry together, and swallowed them.

The room is full of spring love, and the redness in the corners of the eyes after being satisfied is also moving.

Wen Yan sat by the bed and let himself go for a while, but was still ready to break the silence.

"Your father... I know how Luo Yebing died." The girl lowered her head and swallowed her saliva after she finished speaking. She was ashamed. The beautiful young man sat on the edge of the bed in a clean white dress, very depressed .

"I know."

"What I have to tell you is..." Wen Yan raised his head suddenly, his eyes filled with disbelief, "What?! What do you know?"

Luo Hanjue gave her a puzzled look, which made Wen Yan feel that she had missed a lot, and the panic in her heart suddenly rose, something was wrong, there was something wrong.

It's not that there is any problem with Luo Yebing's death, but Luo Hanjue's reaction.

Wen Yan stared blankly at the woman in front of him, and she said with a dry throat, "Who told you?"

"Of course it is Your Majesty."

This natural and familiar tone shocked Wen Yan, and she asked Luo Hanjue in disbelief, "Who are you talking about Your Majesty?"

"Isn't there only one Majesty in Daliang? Besides Wen Zibo, who else can let me recognize you as the king." Luo Hanjue looked at her with a clear and bright face, her beautiful and fair face was completely natural, and she didn't feel conscious at all. A few days ago, he was also one of the criminal ministers who turned the former dynasty together.

"He should be in Nanban. The soldier talisman in my hand has also been handed over to him."

Wen Yan covered his head and stood up, "No, no, how do you know he's still alive?"

"Besides, why do you know these..." so well?

Wen Yan quickly turned around and lay down next to Luo Hanjue, and asked anxiously. He looked like a dog on fire, which made Luo Hanjue's extremely sleepy eyelids open, and gave her a sideways glance.

The woman said, "When you sneaked north without me, I went to find Wen Zibo. Then he told me everything, including some letters left by the late emperor. I have read them all."

Wen Yan shrank her neck when she heard about the treatment of the epidemic, she laughed sarcastically, and dodged Luo Hanjue's eyes.

"So, you know who your father was…?"

Luo Hanjue lowered her eyes, her gaze was dull for a moment, obviously the intoxicating complexion just now, but now it just cooled down for a while, the woman's expression became pale and sad, making people sad.

Wen Yan also saw her fragility clearly, and squeezed Luo Hanjue's cold hand with distress.

She still said, "I'm sorry."

Luo Hanjue clasped her hand instead, "The target of my revenge is not you. My father was killed by the first emperor and the villains. Kings have been ruthless since ancient times. Back then, my father told me that he might die. These years at the border, Wen Zibo has been helping Beijing to find the murderer for me, and I was mentally prepared for the outcome before I came back."

"It's just that when the result came to me, I really thought about hating, but... who should I hate?"

When he said this, Wen Yan looked at Luo Hanjue with a blank expression on his face.

"As the emperor, Wen Zibo can hide it from me for the rest of his life. He doesn't need to tell you, and you can keep silent to me forever, but if it goes around and around, we are still the beasts that can't get out of the predicament."

Luo Hanjue looked at the people beside him in a blink of an eye, and made a bleak smile.

"Now I just ask for my father and mother to be buried together."

Listening to Luo Hanjue's sentence after sentence, Wen Yan's heart was filled with tingling pain.

She thought about many situations to face Luo Hanjue over there, and she also thought about how many words, and now she is in this situation.

Wen Yan could only say to her, "I'm sorry." Again and again.