Crane Chong dressed as a villain and a foolish king

The national teacher stepped across the high threshold of the dormitory and slowly approached the bed. His footsteps on the floor tiles were very heavy, and his steps were calm and calm. It seemed that the melee before did not affect his mood, and even his head was shaved. Yi's humiliation was also completely ignored by him, he looked at the bulging brocade quilt on the couch, and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Lang, you are back."

Xiao Lang turned over and held Zhuang Heng down the moment he came in. Zhuang Heng pulled away the corner of the quilt to peek at the national teacher. He immediately grabbed Zhuang Heng's hand and stuffed it back into the quilt, while groping in the dark to untie the clothes on Zhuang Heng's body. , Zhuang Heng stared at him in the dark in a daze, not knowing whether to refuse or cooperate.

Hearing the voice of the national teacher, Xiao Lang also turned his head back, and only gave a vague "um", it sounded like he was disturbed and unhappy, and when he unbuttoned Zhuang Heng's coat, he opened it as if suddenly awakened. Sitting up, he turned around and looked at the figure who had already walked to the side of the couch, and called calmly: "National teacher."

The national teacher snorted coldly: "Where is that crane?"

Xiao Lang's expression turned ugly in an instant, and his anger brought on a bit of toughness: "The crane is gone, and the national teacher came to ask me? I am not as powerful as the national teacher, how can I see a flying bird?" Son? That crane is very good-looking, I was the first to see it, but it was scared away by the national teacher, and I still want the national teacher to help me find it!"

The national teacher suddenly raised his hand, and a fireball flew towards the brocade quilt on them, and the brocade quilt burst into flames, startling Zhuang Heng. He mentioned that he was flying uncontrollably in front of the national teacher, the force of the national teacher was stuck on his neck, he could hardly breathe, his face was flushed red.

[Help me, ahhh!Can I poke him!Give me a knife! ]

Ai was still shocked by the title "Xiao Lang" at one moment, and trembling with fright at the next moment: [... I can give it, but you must not be as quick as him. ]

Xiao Lang was not surprised by the national teacher's move, he frowned and pretended to be understated: "Why is the national teacher dissatisfied with me? You want to grab the crane I like, and you want to grab the person I like?"

The national teacher couldn't see anything special about Zhuang Heng, so he waved him and threw him to the corner: "Get lost!"

Xiao Lang quickly rushed over to catch him, suppressing the beating heart of "Tudu" and the wanton murderous aura in his chest, he asked in a low voice, "Are you alright?"

When the national teacher came to visit suddenly, Zhuang Heng didn't think about getting out of his body. He thought that he would have to suffer at least a little injury to pass this level. He didn't expect Xiao Lang to react so quickly. He felt a little touched in his heart. Great, hurriedly touched his arm secretly, and smiled reassuringly: "It's okay."

ai exclaimed: [Wow!The little brother reacted so fast!I've cleverly figured out where you landed and slipped a bunch of soft dish sponges under your ass, but it didn't work. ]

Zhuang Heng comforted it again: [Thank you!You are really smart! ]

ai said faintly: [Really?I didn't even know that my little brother was a perverted emperor before, and you said that I was just an artificial intelligence. I suspect that you are laughing at me, but I have no proof. ]

Zhuang Heng: […]

The one-person-one-system conversation in the brain was very fast, but it was completed in the blink of an eye. At this time, the quilt on the couch had been burned to ashes, and the fire was extinguished without any spread. Xiao Lang let go of Zhuang Heng in his arms, raised his head and called Xu Wu. Come in and order: "Take him to bathe and change clothes, and send him to serve me later."

Xu Wu immediately came over to ask Zhuang Heng to leave. Zhuang Heng didn't know what plan Xiao Lang had, and didn't want to disrupt his arrangement, but he was really worried that he would face the national teacher alone, so he had to dawdle and walk towards the back of the curtain at a slow pace. , and at the same time pricked up his ears, listening to the conversation between the national teacher and Xiao Lang.

After throwing Zhuang Heng away, the national teacher said coldly: "This person is very good-looking, but He Yuan is a palace servant sent to do coolies that you don't like. Since you didn't like it at first, why did you look at him again this time?" up?"

Xiao Lang said casually: "I was blind before."

The national teacher thought that Zhuang Heng was just pulled by Xiao Lang to divert his attention, so he didn't pay attention to him, and quickly asked the previous question again: "You want to ask me for that crane, why? Let go of the rest of the cranes in my formation? What is the relationship between that crane and the immortal king of the abandoned capital?"

Xiao Lang said: "I don't know."

The national teacher snorted coldly, stretched out his hand towards him, and the fireball in his palm bounced out, hitting his chest hard, knocking him into the air, and when he landed, his back hit the pillar, spitting blood, as if he was injured, he raised his hand Wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face is calm.

Zhuang Heng, who hadn't gone far behind the curtain, was terrified, turned around and was about to run over, but Xu Wu grabbed him, covered his mouth at the same time, and dragged him away.

Zhuang Heng's mouth was covered, and he was so angry that he wanted to curse: [Go to your mother's national teacher!I'm going to kick his head off! ]

AI is also very angry: [Master, please come on and live!Upgrade now!After upgrading, the combat power will also increase! ]

Zhuang Heng was taken aback: [Really?Is it the fighting power of throwing things?Want to wait until the Year of the Monkey? ]

ai: [I don't know the details...]

Zhuang Heng almost vomited blood, Xu Wu finally put him down, he took a breath: "Why did you pull me away?"

Xu Wu said respectfully: "My lord has his own way to deal with the national teacher, so you don't have to worry about it."

Zhuang Heng was restless: "I seemed to see him vomit blood just now."

Xu Wu did not drag him to the bathing pool, but led him out through the side door, and stood still under the eaves: "Don't worry, Xianjun, King Qi will come to meet the Lord later, and the national teacher will not stay for long."

At this time, there were footsteps coming from the other end of the corridor. Zhuang Heng looked up and saw figures in the night, and several palace servants were holding lanterns in their hands, leading a person towards here. Zhuang Heng thought that he was still in his clothes. Untidy, he hurriedly tidied up the coat that Xiao Lang had ripped off, and then smoothed out the messy hair on his head: "Come here so late, it should be King Qi, right? Am I going to kneel down?"

Xu Wu said: "You don't have to suffer this humiliation, you can just stand on the side, King Qi is no more than a prince, and the servants in the palace can't make things difficult for him, besides, he will go to the main gate to ask for an audience, and will not pass by here. "

Zhuang Heng heaved a sigh of relief, stepped back a few steps and stood still in the shadows.

A group of people approached quickly, and when they were approaching Zhuang Heng, they bent down and walked down the steps, and walked through the open square towards the front door. Zhuang Heng kept staring there, and his eyes fell on the face of the man in the middle, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

"The one in the middle is King Qi?"

Xu Wu said: "Exactly."

There were people carrying lanterns before and after King Qi, and there were palace lanterns hanging on the porch. With the fairly bright light, Zhuang Heng could see King Qi's face clearly, and couldn't help frowning.

Xu Wu said: "The Immortal Lord must be exhausted, you might as well take a bath and rest first, and after the national teacher leaves, I will lead the Immortal Lord to see the Lord."

Zhuang Heng scratched his head, thinking that there was nothing he could do for the time being: "Okay, thank you."

Xu Wu didn't expect him to thank him, so he couldn't help panicking, and hurriedly bowed to ask him to go to the bathing pool. Zhuang Heng went to take a comfortable bath, and his own palace servants washed and dried his long hair. Putting on the clothes Xu Wu sent, he asked, "Is the national teacher gone?"

Xu Wu said, "Let's go."

Zhuang Heng couldn't wait to say: "Then take me there!"

It was almost late at night, and there was silence everywhere in the palace, except for whispers in Xiao Lang's bedroom. Zhuang Heng was led by Xu Wu to the side hall through the side door, and the voices in the main hall could be heard through the wall. King Qi sadly said: "It was my servants who didn't take good care of me, and Master Wei died on the way. The miasma in the south ate his bones, and Master Wei became ill. Unfortunately, we were on our way at that time, and it was difficult to find a doctor, so we were delayed... "

Xu Wu said in a low voice: "Immortal Lord, please wait here for a while."

Zhuang Heng also lowered his voice: "You asked King Qi to come over, but what are your plans?"

Xu Wu hesitated for a moment, thought of Xiao Lang's trust in Zhuang Heng, and told the truth: "My lord heard from Xianjun that King Qi intends to rebel, so he made excuses to invite him to the king's city, intending to kill him first."

Zhuang Heng listened nervously: "King Qi will not be so easily fooled, there must be his soldiers ambushing outside the city."

In fact, he can't confirm this point. After all, he didn't reveal the plot himself in the original text, nor did he enter the capital under the imperial edict. However, King Qi is cautious and often sneaks into the Central Plains. He will also sneak into the king's city to understand the situation. Every time he comes out, he will bring a group of elites, and let these people pretend to be traffickers and pawns to follow around him. He has ambitions, and he is called over inexplicably.

Xu Wu said: "Prince Qi is dead, even if he brings thousands of troops here, it will be difficult for him to accomplish anything."

Zhuang Heng got up from the mat: "When do you plan to do it?"

Xu Wu said: "I originally planned to do it tonight, but I didn't expect that Mr. Wei, who was going to deliver the decree to King Qi, died of illness on the way. Without Mr. Wei, the Lord doesn't know enough about King Qi, so the opportunity is temporarily blocked."

Zhuang Heng paced back and forth: "Can I go there?"

Xu Wu shook his head: "No, Xianjun should wait for King Qi to leave before going, so as not to be in danger."

Zhuang Heng took a deep breath: "No, this King Qi is probably a fake, what if there is some secret trick?"

Xu Wu was taken aback, and muttered: "No wonder something happened to Mr. Wei. King Qi was born in Nanhuang and grew up in Nanhuang. He only came to Wangcheng when he took the throne when he was young. After many years, it is completely possible to find someone to replace him without anyone noticing."

Zhuang Heng turned around a few more times, hearing that the neighbor was still reminiscing about the old days, he felt more and more uneasy, he weighed it up, and felt that it was unrealistic to let Xiao Lang come out, if he wanted to pass the news to him, he could only go in by himself, and at present The identity used to disguise is...

He looked down at the clothes on his body, gritted his teeth and loosened the skirt of the clothes, pushed away Xu Wu's hand that was trying to stop him, opened the door under Xu Wu's shocked eyes and walked in, and walked to Xiao Lang in three steps at a time. Beside her, she bent her knees and sat on his lap, raised her arms and hooked them behind his neck, and smiled softly at him.

Xiao Lang was suddenly dumbfounded, his eyes lingered between his half-opened skirt and half-dried long hair, his whole body stiffened like a stone statue.

Zhuang Heng wanted to be soft and charming, but he was afraid that the acting would be too dramatic, so he tried to keep his voice as soft as possible: "When will you go to bed?"

Xiao Lang went numb from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai in an instant. His breathing and heartbeat were out of rhythm, but he pushed Zhuang Heng away forcefully, and said in a hoarse voice, "Didn't you see that King Qi is here? I have something important to discuss, so you step back first." .”

Zhuang Heng quickly glanced at the man next to him, sat back on Xiao Lang's lap, leaned into his ear and whispered: "This man is not King Qi, you have to be careful."

The corners of Xiao Lang's eyes twitched almost invisibly, he stared at him in silence for a moment, then suddenly picked him up horizontally, walked quickly through the curtain to the side of the couch, and rolled him onto the couch.

The original brocade quilt on the couch had been burnt to ashes, and when they fell down, they scattered in all directions. Zhuang Heng was pressed on the couch, with Xiao Lang's hot chest on his front and the still warm quilt on his back. , feeling like the whole person fell into the fire.

Outside the gauze curtain, "King Qi" was dumbfounded.

Xiao Lang put his head down and kissed Zhuang Heng's neck hard, kissed loudly, and then said with a muffled smile: "Let's talk about what's going on tomorrow, first send King Qi out of the palace."

"King Qi" stood up: "Your Majesty!"

Xiao Lang looked at Zhuang Heng who was staring at him, raised his hand to caress his cheek, felt the heat there, his Adam's apple rolled, then turned his head down and kissed loudly, raised his head to meet his burning eyes, His lower abdomen tightened suddenly, and he quickly covered his eyes.

Zhuang Heng: "..."

Xiao Lang sneaked twice in a row, he didn't know whether it was excitement or nervousness, his palms became a little wet, he turned his head to look outside, raised his voice, and said with a smile: "Let me have a good time first, you can come back tomorrow."

"King Qi": "..."

The absurdity of the Son of Heaven is well known throughout the world. Since Xiao Lang had already spoken, the visitor had no choice but to accept his fate and retreat. He responded respectfully and exited the hall under the guidance of the palace servants. As soon as he left, Xu Wu immediately walked in: "My lord Now, Xianjun said that King Qi is a fake, so you want to send someone to follow him?"

Xiao Lang calmed down: "Go and watch, send more people, make sure to watch closely, if you can find the real King Qi, kill him on the spot."

"Yes." Xu Wu responded, quickly exited the hall, and closed the door by the way.

The hall fell silent all of a sudden, the two of them stuck close together, each other's violent heartbeats could be heard clearly, Zhuang Heng was still covering his eyes, his eyelashes were trembling, tickling Xiao Lang's palm like a fan, He tilted his head to let go, but the hand followed closely. He couldn't bear it: "Okay, okay, don't act any more, you first... let go of your hand. Did you vomit blood before, show me quickly Look."

"It's okay, I heard that King Qi is coming, and the national teacher has already dealt with it for me."

Zhuang Heng was not at ease: "Is it really all right? Show me first."

Xiao Lang's gaze lingered on his face, and he slowly took his hand away: "Hehe..."

Zhuang Heng's eyes were out of focus for a moment, concentrated on his face, seeing that his complexion was as usual, he was slightly relieved, but perhaps affected by the moisture in his palm, his eyes looked wet, and they were even more attractive in the dim light.

Xiao Lang's eyes darkened, his breath became heavy, and the arm holding him trembled faintly: "Hehe...you tonight..."

Xiao Lang's facial features are handsome, and he can't find any faults, but after all, he is still young, and he still looks a bit green. Zhuang Heng sees this greenness in his eyes, as if he has been hit with a sap, or poured over. After pouring a basin of cold water, the heat subsided all over his body, he raised his hand and pushed Xiao Lang: "Okay, you, get out of the way, I'm going to get up."

Xiao Lang's complexion changed slightly, and he covered his eyes again.

Zhuang Heng was a little dazed: "What are you doing?"

"In this way you won't think I'm young." After finishing speaking, Xiao Lang suddenly grabbed his hand and pressed it down, lowered his head and began to kiss him eagerly and passionately.

Zhuang Heng was completely dumbfounded, he turned his head hastily, and raised his leg to push him: "Well...don't make trouble...you...you calm down..."

"I can't calm down." Xiao Lang pressed his knees down, and said hoarsely, "Hehe, you are so kind, I want you."

Zhuang Heng made his whole body go numb with one word, and he was forced to raise his head to pant for breath: "Don't make trouble... you should let go... don't, don't, don't... Xiao Lang..."

When Xiao Lang heard him calling his name, he couldn't stand it anymore, hurriedly tore off a piece of cloth to cover his eyes, kissed him and said, "I will make you comfortable."

Zhuang Heng bit his lip and was so frightened that he was in a daze. He asked in a trembling voice, "Do you have anything to ask me? I said King Qi is fake, so you believe me?"

Xiao Lang said loudly, "I believe in you!"

Zhuang Heng struggled hard, but his physical strength was not comparable. He still wanted to divert Xiao Lang's attention with other important matters, but Xiao Lang had already started to think in a wrong way: "Why can you be sure that he is not King Qi? You said you never saw him before." King Qi, did you lie to me?"

Zhuang Heng pushed him with his hands, he grabbed his wrist and pressed him to his side, kicked him with his legs, and he pressed him with his body again. The young man's blood surged up, and the changes in his body were shocking. Zhuang Heng became more and more terrified. It's true that he likes Xiao Lang, but this kind of development is far beyond his acceptable range. Even if Xiao Lang is an adult, he can't be so quick and hasty...

He thought a little desperately: Can't we have a good relationship first?

Xiao Lang asked again: "You know King Qi?"

Zhuang Heng shook his head: "No, I just happened to see them by the river last night, and the one sitting there just now was actually the guard next to King Qi."

Xiao Lang didn't know how much he believed, the jealousy in his heart didn't decrease at all, and the kiss became more and more disorganized.

Zhuang Heng's scalp was numb: "Stop, stop! I'm really going to be angry if you don't stop!"

Xiao Lang felt wronged and said, "Don't you like me?"

Zhuang Heng: "No, but..."

Xiao Lang gagged his mouth in surprise and attacked the city.

Zhuang Heng was about to go crazy, so he quickly took out a basin of cold water from the system before his sanity collapsed, and poured it over his head with a "wow".

Xiao Lang was stunned for a moment.

Zhuang Heng took the opportunity to struggle out his hands, forcefully tore off the cloth from his eyes, and wiped off the water on his face.

Xiao Lang saw that his eyes were red, guilt and throbbing surged up at the same time, he was a little at a loss: "I...I won't force you..."

The water on his hair dripped on Zhuang Heng's face, Zhuang Heng touched his wet hair, a little depressed: "What's the matter, I feel like I'm committing a crime... Forget it, just calm down, it's getting late , wash up and sleep."

Xiao Lang wasn't calm at all, and his body that didn't calm down was the best proof. He restrained himself and hugged Zhuang Heng tightly. After hugging for a while, he gritted his teeth and got up, hurriedly went to take a bath and change clothes, and soon came back full of damp.

Zhuang Heng lay there uneasy, he had nowhere to go for the time being, he could only stay here.

Xiao Lang lay down beside him in a regular manner, took one of his hands, and locked his eyes on the side of his face: "Don't become a crane."

Zhuang Heng nodded.

Xiao Lang said: "Then go to sleep."

Zhuang Heng nodded again. He felt that he was going to die, so he rejected him, but the pain in his heart was unbearable.

Xiao Lang cautiously stretched out his arms to hug him, seeing that he didn't refuse, he was overjoyed and moved closer to him.

Zhuang Heng had been exhausted after a day of tossing around today. Seeing him being honest now, he couldn't resist the exhaustion and drowsiness after all, and fell into a deep sleep.

He had a dream. In the dream, a big dog was lying on his body, licking him enthusiastically but cautiously. The feeling of wetness on his face pulled him out of sleep. In a daze, he opened his eyes and met Xiao Lang. With the face close at hand, Xiao Lang pressed half of his body on him like a big dog, feeling heavy.

He was so sleepy: "Lie down, don't make trouble."

"En." Xiao Lang replied vaguely, but hugged him tightly.

He slowly fell into a daze, and after an unknown period of time, he suddenly felt something was wrong, opened his eyes and turned to look at him: "You..."

Xiao Lang gasped for a few quick breaths, and the muddy breath pierced into his cochlea. After a while, he moved a certain part away from his leg as if he had done something wrong, and said in a muffled voice, "I didn't mean to, I fell into a coma. Confused, in the dream you agreed, I...I didn't do anything, just kissed..."

Zhuang Heng's face was suddenly on fire, and he said in a strange way: "Young man, I understand."

The author has something to say: I understand it too.