The villain king really doesn't want to rebel

Wen Yan has lived in the General's Mansion ever since.

She couldn't go back to her palace, but Luo Hanjue told her that the people in the palace had been arranged to go to a villa far away.

She handed the letter Qian Chun left her to Wen Yan.

The lamp oil had not been extinguished that night, Wen Yan held the letter with tears in his eyes.

Luo Hanjue waited with her until dawn again.

Later, Wen Yan took the opportunity to ask Liu Qing about it again. After all, her hidden guard also spent half her life sending out the information, and she always wanted to know where the injury came from.

Luo Hanjue was bullied so hard by her at that time, and her whole mind was very dizzy, and she had to spell out words from those broken minds to answer.

No wonder it's not easy.

"It seems that she was on the wrong team when she was going out with the news, and was treated as a spy by others, so she fought hard."

Wen Yan had nothing to say at the time, and she frantically opened up the memory of the man who fell in front of her at that time. The more she thought about the details, the more wrong it seemed, because she also asked Wen Zibo at that time. Presumably the cause of this serious injury is difficult to export.

Later, in the letters of the carrier pigeon, Liu Qing also confirmed the confusion of her injuries, but the medicine of the Nanman people was really effective, and her eyes were saved.

Wen Yan still hangs his heart.

She has been lied to by the Emperor and Luo Hanjue these days, so Liu Qing's words can still calm her down.

Later, they stayed together in the general's mansion for half a month.

Soon it was snowing in the capital.

One day when it first snowed, the plain white snow covered the mountainside halfway up the mountain. When she stepped out of the inner room, half of Wen Yan's leg was swallowed up and disappeared. She felt strange when she saw the snow.

A whole person rolled the snowball, and a lot of snow balls were piled together, even the tail of the thick cloak that Luo Hanjue hung on her was full of snow-colored traces.

The bustle in the backyard was so amazing that it shocked the female general who was sitting in the room reading military books.

When Luo Hanjue came out from the inner room, she drifted away, dodging the ruthless snowballs coming towards her in the air.

Wen Yan smiled and threw the snowball she made. She looked at the woman in Tsing Yi and blinked.

That pretty little face seemed as if the snow in the world was not as white as hers, only the tip of her nose was a little frozen red.

The girl threatened the invincible general, "How about a battle?"

Luo Hanjue looked at the fortress and sufficient ammunition that she had built earlier.

He lowered his head and tapped on his own hand again, his hands were empty, and the breeze was still there.

The woman smiled softly, and only said, "Okay."

Later, Wen Yan was cornered by someone, and she sat down on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, her face was still looking at her with the corners of her mouth raised, and she discussed softly with the person in front of her,

"General Luo, good people are rewarded, how about giving me a hand?"

Luo Hanjue looked at her twice and sighed.

She still couldn't get over the worry that her body would be wetted by the snow, and she reached out quickly, trying to uproot him like a carrot.

Who knew that just as she held Wen Yan's icy little hand, she was pulled down by the girl who was deliberately screaming for pain.

Wen Yan immediately stuffed the snowball hidden behind him into Luo Hanjue's collar, shivering from the cold.

On this day, the girl had a rare bright smile on her face, so Luo Hanjue indulged her and played a snowball fight with her for an hour.

It seemed that day was going to be a good time.

As a result, Wen Yan developed a high fever that night.

General Luo had no choice but to use Mrs. Tang and the boiling hot tub for the weaker Highness to soak, and the girl who was so busy was pulled down by the girl who was shrunk miserably in the tub at the right time.

Water splashes and hot fog envelops.

The sickness recovered quickly, it seemed that Wen Yan had grown up, or something else, the half month and January of the wind and cold in the past had healed up the next day.

One day, a falcon flying from thousands of kilometers away finally flew under the eaves of the general's mansion, wearing frost and the decision of the Nanman leader.

Wen Yan received the letter on the window sill, and said softly to the people looking over, "There are still seven days, and all the soldiers and horses will come to the city, and the leader of the Nanman has also agreed to send troops."

Luo Hanjue's eyes moved, and she nodded.

"Before that, I have to enter the palace once." She had to confirm whether some news was true.

Luo Hanjue didn't agree at first, she didn't even know the reason why Wen Yan wanted to enter the palace, but then the woman with a face as cold as snow softened her throat in front of Wen Yan, and reluctantly agreed.

Luo Hanjue asked Wen Yan again how she got in.

The beautiful girl just leaned on the woman's arms, read the book, and said with a smile.

"The mountain people have their own tricks."

Luo Hanjue wanted to say something, but was confused by the grapes on his lips and the hotter kiss, and couldn't say it for a long time.

Later, I also remembered that the unpeeled grapes were sour and astringent.

After receiving the letter, Wen Yan would go out once or twice from time to time, and she took Luo Hanjue out along the path given by the system when she was crushed by the barracks.

Luo Hanjue went back to the house a few times and found that the back kitchen's food hadn't been touched, so she asked Wen Yan.

Wen Yan put down the book and suddenly realized that she had been studying for too long and forgot to eat and sleep.

Luo Hanjue looked at the things on her table and stopped talking, as if she really let the bookworm go.

There have been many times when the emperor's people wanted to come to the General's Mansion to see how Prince An, who is famous in the capital, is being squandered by her old lover. Throw it in and she doesn't care.

Now it's all servants ordering food, except for pushing people in for the first time, she has never set foot in that place again.

A court official looked at the cold expression of the woman on the throne, and asked boldly, "I don't know how His Highness King An is doing now?"

Then Master Li, who spoke provocatively, was terrified by the gaze of the God of Death.

"Whether she lives or dies, it has nothing to do with me."

The general pulled out a cold and sarcastic smile, and stared at the eyes and ears sent by the new emperor, "Could it be possible that Master Li will forgive a man who killed his father and enemy in your house, ostentatiously ostentatiously and still want to eat and drink well? "

That's right, during the period when King An went out to treat the epidemic and rebel in the military test, someone had already spread rumors in the capital, and the new emperor planted all the grievances of Luo Yebing's death and death in the last battle on Wen Yan and Wen Zibo. .

It is true that the two brothers and sisters were dissatisfied with the fact that Luo Yebing's military power and reputation had shackles on the court, and they visited the general's mansion many times, and were kicked out by General Luo many times.

First, he secretly bribed Luo Yebing's adjutant general, Pang Yongyi, and ordered him to set fire to the food and grass in Luo Yebing's several major battles, or cut off the transportation in the middle, causing the front to be delayed again and again.

Then, King An was extremely arrogant, and when the battle situation was eased several times, he went straight to the post station to find the Nanman envoy to exchange a lot of news, and promised that as long as Luo Yebing's head fell to the ground, she would kill those Nanman envoys. The coveted city was given to them together, without the cost of a single soldier.

For a time, people complained.

The common people always don't think so much, they just follow the orders issued from the deepest part of the city.

After all, it was the new emperor's connivance. Sometimes Wen Zilan would watch the ruins of the palace at the corner of the street, and then turn around to the prisoners in the general's palace and say some decent things vividly.

There are also many people who insist on seeing Wen Yan with their own eyes.

The female general also seemed to be finally tired of being sent to the desk by her deputy general with ten or eight posts every day.

Simply one day, I took people to the dungeon and it was a pleasure to watch.

The girl's slender body was bound by thick iron chains on both arms, and the dungeon was so cramped and short that people could only shrink their waists, and they felt sore all over after just one or two steps.

The new emperor's people were suspicious, and he insisted on carefully watching King An who was trapped in the innermost part of the cage.

After staying there for half an hour, seeing that the people who were indeed beaten by Shuangxue and whose skin was worn out by iron chains, Luo Hanjue had indeed dealt with them as His Majesty said, and these uninvited guests left in peace.

After the person was satisfied and left, every time Wen Yan was taken out of the cage in distress, she smiled and touched Luo Hanjue's face.

"It's just a joke, they want to see that I can't make things difficult for you."

She doesn't seem to think that there is any problem with her identity being locked up in that cold and damp environment. Wen Yan seems to have really changed. If it were last winter, she would be sitting in her own palace at this time, and she would like her the most. The maid served her a pot of spring tea, and occasionally Wen Yongning, an uninvited guest, came to her door to gossip.

Thinking of Wen Yongning, Hou Dingyuan's family has already gone south, it seems that they don't plan to fight for this chaotic situation in this life again.

Wen Yan thought it was pretty good.

Luo Hanjue was depressed and depressed until night.

Wen Yan was so concerned that after the candle was extinguished, she hugged the woman and talked about the few picture books she had read.

It's all folk love, love, love, you love him and he doesn't love you, stay and fly together, or die for love to no avail.

Luo Hanjue closed her eyes, and Wen Yan heard her ask, "What will our ending be?"

Good or bad, mutiny or failure.

Wen Yan just kissed her eyes, just changed the wording, and only talked about the beauty of those lovers who finally get married.

Luo Hanjue stopped asking.

She seemed to get an answer, and she got a sense of peace of mind and fulfillment from this younger woman.

When he woke up the next day, Wen Yan had tasted the pain of love.

She was sent to the palace by Luo Hanjue, but on the grounds that the Holy Majesty was the only blood relative of the medicine man. She was pressed in front of the palace. Pulling her shoulder blades must have looked weak.

Wen Zilan walked beside her, circling her, as if watching how a strange monkey finally fell back into the palm of the businessman.

Wen Yan lowered his eyes and remained silent, as if he had captured the silence between his brows.

Wen Zilan was not happy anymore, he was a handsome man, even in this solemn and centuries-old imperial court, he still opened his chest, folded his long sleeves, and laughed loudly.

"Aren't you wondering how you got here?"

"What do I want to know?" Wen Yan looked at him, "The winner is king and the loser is bandit, it's a matter of course."

After speaking, the head lowered again.

She just didn't expect Luo Hanjue to move so fast. Originally, she thought there was still some time.

It's just that on this point, Wen Yan seldom sighed to the person next to his pillow.

Sometimes it's not good to rush things.

Wen Zilan looked at her with cold eyes, his chest heaved violently, he seemed to be overwhelmed by the frivolity of this prisoner, and instead hurt the new wound on his waist, fortunately, he was covered by the black clothes so that no one could see it.

But looking at the beautiful face that was quite similar to Wen Zibo's, the man still couldn't resist throwing down the Tang Pozi that was used to warm his hands.

Wen Yan's body swayed, and the splashed hot water scalded half of her face, making it itchy and numb.

Wen Zilan relieved a lot of anger, and simply told her, "Luo Hanjue traded you and me for Luo Yebing's body. This is the bargaining chip for her to rebel and embrace me. And you are just an abandoned child." .”

After finishing speaking, Xindi waved his hand, and asked someone to remove Wen Yan's chin, and poured her a pot of boiling hot medicine.

The bitter juice, choking people's delicate throat was hot and sore, others saw that Wang An couldn't stand it anymore, so they just took a few mouthfuls of water.

Wen Yan didn't say a word, but Wen Zilan was disappointed.

Later, it was the system that forced the host to pass out.

Wen Yan was given medicine, and when she opened her eyes again, she knew that she would not die so easily.

She was raised in a palace bedroom that she had never seen before. Wen Yan wanted to see the outside, but she was tied up with chains, and there was nothing she knew about the decorations in front of her. The palace is full of extremely bitter medicinal smell, and those who come and go are not the usual waiters in the palace, but Taoist boys in strange Taoist uniforms.

Wen Yan glanced at the hem of the clothes that came in from the door, and at the first glance, she was sure that the previous information about someone in the palace making alchemy was true.

"Wen Zilan also wants to seek immortality?" The system exclaimed.

Wen Yan closed his eyes, "Otherwise why does he want me as a blood relative? There must be a place to go for the medicine I drink every day and the blood drawn."

The system just shut up.

Speaking of those medicines, Wen Yan didn't know what the ingredients were, they were probably hypnotic drugs, anyway, she fell asleep every day, woke up, and then got up to be fed the medicine.

A few times ago, Wen Yan wanted to vomit those extremely bitter things down his throat and spit them into the green plants, but after one or two times, it might have failed to meet the psychological expectations of the person who gave the medicine.

After checking, I found that my medicine man was disobedient.

Wen Yan was kept under surveillance throughout the day, and any movement would be a long blood draw and skinning.

This palace is like a dead person, and the system has become her only confidant in the past half month.

The girl was groggy day and night, and in the next few days she didn't know how many days were left before her brother's promise.

Maybe it's coming soon, maybe it's possible that Wen Yan will wake up the next day and won't wake up.

Until one day when she opened her eyes, her eyes were completely dark, and she found that the place where she fell asleep had finally changed.

——It is the main hall where the court goes to court every day.

She was trapped in the center of a formation with chains, and there were spells everywhere, and the strong smell of medicine surrounded her in bowls of altars.

Apart from the ordinary Daoist, the only adults here are her and... Wen Yan's eyes turned to the priest in black robe.

That face was so familiar, so young, and so worthy of being hated.

Everything started because of him, and everything ended with personal desires.

Wen Yan gradually understood everything.

After a while, she sighed at the man, "It really is you, Father."

The Emperor Liang who had pretended to be dead for several years now smiled with an extremely young face.

"How did you know?"

Wen Yan shrugged and sold his teammates without hesitation, "Yu Lingyi told me, and Ayou is Xu Qing, Luo Hanjue's aunt. I understand everything I should know and not know."

It was Yu Lingyi who took the initiative to come to the door for those few trips during the windy and snowy days.

She asked him why he turned his back, it was obvious that Wen Zilan's current situation was just right.

The old fox just looked at her with a smile, and asked her, who set up those ambush troops outside the mountain.

She stared at this forever unpredictable man, Wen Yan was a little curious, and wanted to hear his intentions when he came here.

"Since you know everything, why don't you tell Wen Zilan that if he knows my plan and presents me there, won't you, a hero who assists you, win the emperor's heart even more?"

"Him?" Yu Lingyi seldom laughed out loud. He clapped his hands and told Wen Yan something nonchalantly.

"It would be great if Wen Zilan is really the heir to the throne of emperor, but he is not, he is not the heir of Emperor Liang Wen at all."

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, "Isn't the imperial concubine pregnant after returning from a tour with the first emperor?"

"At that time, there were many envoys accompanying the army. Have you forgotten that before the imperial concubine entered the palace, there were a lot of people in the world." The tone of Yu Xiang said, mentioning his own family, it seems like an outsider watching a theater, no The indifference of indifference.

Wen Yan thought for a while about Wen Zilan's perpetually self-respecting stinky fart, but he felt sorry for this guy in his heart.

Her gaze returned to the person in front of her.Wen Yan was filled with emotion in her heart, if it wasn't for the severe pain all over her body, she would have wanted to laugh at this pair of bastard father and son, although they are not of the same breed, but the blood in their hearts and livers is equally dirty.

As for Yu Lingyi's ability to negotiate with her, it is estimated that the old fox has long since left the city with its tail cut off, and must be hiding in a place where no one can find it.Being alone is good.

Emperor Liang Wen sneered, his eyes narrowed, "Sure enough, that old fox has ulterior motives, and he should have been killed at that time."

"But don't worry, your brother will die with you later."

Wen Yan's heart skipped a beat, sure enough, he hadn't been fooled.

She raised her eyes and stabbed him intentionally, "Then, what will happen to Wen Zilan?"

Emperor Liang Wen's expression faded, his calm face seemed to have heard something dirty, and finally he raised his brows and eyes wildly. At this time, he looked a little like his children.

"Him? He's not my son, this bastard who insulted the throne, I didn't expect that bitch to dare to do that." Emperor Liang Wen really regarded Wen Zilan as his own son, otherwise how could he favor this man and want to kill him? son for so many years.

However, after he used the woman Luo Yunjiao to stab the emperor, Liang Wendi used the blood experiment, and the blood and his blood could not be mixed into the blood-sucking medicine.

This medicine is ordinary, but its only function is to replace his body and the graft of fresh blood.

But Wen Zilan's blood didn't match his.

Can Emperor Liang Wen not understand that he was greened?

The man lowered his head and let Dao Tong sprinkle blood and spells around Wen Yan.

Wen Yan could clearly feel that her physical strength was passing away little by little, even faster than when she just woke up.

If you think about it, it's actually both parties' words to delay time.

Emperor Liang Wen was waiting for this formation to take effect, and Wen Yan was waiting for the reinforcements to arrive - the system told her that the army horses had broken through and entered the city, and Luo Hanjue was riding towards the palace.

The girl squeezed the tile that suddenly appeared in her palm, and Wen Yan slowed down her breathing. Air seemed to be a very precious thing to her now.

"But it doesn't matter, he will also be buried with you, Xiaoyan."

"I will definitely...remember the contribution you have made to my father, I have to..."

Emperor Liang Wen's smile suddenly broke, his eyes widened, and his eyes focused on the reflection of Wen Yan's hand.

He was like a lion entering the cordon, panting heavily, "You, how did you have that?!"

"Father, a dead person should look like a dead person."

Her expression was so indifferent that she didn't look like a person who was going to die. If her action of killing herself was ignored, the person sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation would still look good-looking.

The two looked at each other, the atmosphere was overwhelmed to the lowest.

Gently looking at that distant face, it was the face of an old friend that only existed in her farthest and farthest memory, but now she was so dazed for a moment that she couldn't remember whether this face was her father's original appearance.

Forget it, forget it all.

As if accompanied by the long time of making a pot of tea, as naughty as Emperor Liang Wendi played chess when he was young, Wen Yan showed a childish smile that only her brothers, friends and father had seen when she was young.

Then she pierced the extremely smooth and sharp porcelain piece into her neck.

"Do not--!!"

The man rushed over desperately and wanted to snatch Wen Yan's murder weapon from the formation. He must have a complete body of a blood-born. After being connected, he didn't even know why Wen Yan understood the key to breaking the formation.

He was puzzled. Emperor Liang Wen didn't understand where it came from. Didn't someone check Wen Yan's body for a sharp weapon? With her clothes so ragged, where did she hide it? .

The system is full of tears, besides being a self-closing machine, finally!Your Highness thought that it also has a storage function.

The man's face was ferocious, he drew his knife and stepped forward, he seemed to have too many things he didn't know, but the only thing was that Emperor Liang Wen knew that he must not give up halfway at this time.

His knife is fast, but not as fast as Wen Yan's determination to die, nor as fast as the man outside the palace's desire to save people.

The man was nailed into his chest by the gunfire flying from outside the door, and his unwilling roar and great wish were all turned into ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes.

As people say, a dead person should look like a dead person.

Luo Hanjue thought she had caught up, but she was actually one step too late, the white clothes in the center of the formation were already completely stained with blood.

In an instant, she was breathing heavily, the feeling of fear and fear from the soles of her feet to her head, she did not dare to look at the scene in front of her, it seemed that everything in the palace was so broken.

Luo Hanjue wished he could hold his breath and die.

The moment Wen Yan fell, the centuries-old palace gate was also slammed open.

It seems that the snow has stopped.

It seemed that there was the bright light of the bright sun in the snow shining dazzlingly in this dim room, she wanted to raise her hand to cover her eyelids in a trance.

But Wen Yan didn't have any strength at all, she could only feel the light, the snow, the person rushing towards her.

The hot tears were really not suitable for this woman made of ice and snow. Wen Yan was covered with her neck, the blood flowed backwards from her trachea, and the few remaining lives were lost along with it.

She used up the last bit of strength, and her eyes were dark.Wen Yan could only rely on his feeling and the warmth of the woman's breath to grope for the tip of Luo Hanjue's hair little by little.

"Don't cry, don't cry." She couldn't utter a complete sentence with blood coming out of her mouth.

"Ah Yan..." Luo Hanjue couldn't stop crying, she hugged her treasure tightly, at that moment, she thought, forget it, there is endless revenge in this world, it is decent to bury the dead If it is buried, the living will cherish it.

She thought she came in time, but no, it was Wen Yan who lied to her, not seven days, but three days, and just tonight the army broke through the city gate and entered the palace all the way.

But it took them eight hours to break into the palace.

The heat in her arms was passing away, Luo Hanjue's mind was in chaos, she didn't know why she agreed to the palace's request to send Wen Yan in, those dull and fuzzy memories, Luo Hanjue couldn't remember, she seemed to be It's because I lost my mind for a period of time, and when I opened and closed my eyes in the last second, they would appear in different scenes, and the memory was also a miss that couldn't be connected.

What can be done then?

Luo Hanjue quietly pressed Wen Yan's cheek, she could only beg and pray.

"sorry Sorry."

The woman struggled and begged her sweetheart not to leave her.

"Survive, save your life, Ah Yan, wait a little longer, the imperial doctor is here and on his way. Just wait for me a little longer, okay, okay?"

No, she can't do it this time.

The eyelashes of the girl who was called famous trembled, Wen Yan closed her eyes with regret, her tears flowed down the lines at the corners of her eyes, and the temperature dissipated extremely quickly in the wind and snow that flowed in.

She knew it was time for her to hit the road.

The vague voice in his head was still talking.

【Your Highness, the world line is completely closed, the two traversers are all eliminated, Luo Yunjiao and Xu Qing are dead, confirm that the task has been completed. 】

Yeah?It seems that Pang Ziyi has finally taken action against the Xu family.

Before Wen Yan entered the palace, besides Yu Lingyi, she also found Pang Ziyi, who also had the hatred of killing his father, and told her that it was Madam Xu who bribed Pang Yongyi back then, and threatened this man with the Xu family step by step. force.

[... Next, distribute your rewards. 】

what?

[So the host himself responds unconsciously, one second, two seconds... the five-second countdown ends. 】

[The reward has been issued, and the vital signs of the host are restarted.The system automatically unbinds. 】

Luo Hanjue hugged the temperature in her arms with ashamed heart, no matter how she wrapped her in clothes, the living would not be able to keep the soul that Hades wanted to snatch away. The defeated general Changsheng is just crying and laughing now.

Life is full of ups and downs, great sorrow and great joy, just like this, I can see the appearance of all beings in this female general.

Wen Zibo, who hurried over from outside, glanced at her, and then at her embrace.

The man's eyes turned red.

"Emperor Physician, summon the Imperial Physician——!"

Wen Yan seemed to have had a very long dream. In the dream, it was like the first time. She saw how Luo Hanjue avenged her step by step after she saw Luo Yunjiao. Knowing the friendship of the general's daughter who was willing to make sugar figurine for her back then.

Luo Hanjue had many choices, but she only supported the posthumous son left by the former queen. After she came to power, she went to the frontier alone and stayed there for 30 years. In the end, it was Wen Yongning who restrained her corpse.

All her life, she endured it, and she never had the chance to say love to that bright and brilliant girl in her memory. That time, Wen Yan died too early.

Therefore, in this life, God seemed to know the regrets of that person's previous life, and left this undeserving soul behind.

Luo Hanjue stopped talking, she looked up at the sun in the sky.

This is the only good weather in so many days. In the past, there should have been people watching the beautiful scenery of the first snow melting in the backyard of the General's Mansion.

But, no, it's all gone.

Luo Hanjue pulled out the handle of the sword in her hand, and she closed her eyes as if ashamed.

In the next moment, a pale and slender finger gently clasped her silver armor.

The strength of the woman's pressure on her throat stopped, Luo Hanjue looked into her arms stiffly, tears burst out of the frame.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"I want to... live a long life..."

So don't die.

Wen Yan forced a smile, the back of her neck was very hot, but the palms and backs of her hands were cold, colder than the fish that fell into the winter river.

In their clenched hands, Luo Hanjue shed a tear, Wen Yan remembered, she remembered the hot emotion, calling, and tears, and closed her eyes.

Later... Later, Wen Yan fell asleep for a long time.

One day, three days, or a period of a week and a month.

Only one day, she suddenly opened her eyes.

The girl touched the warmth next to her arm, she looked at the man, those bright and moving purple eyes still held the warmth and admiration she had since she was young.

Wen Yan smiled lightly.

--"I am back."

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