Crane Chong dressed as a villain and a foolish king

The atmosphere in the carriage was not right, and Xiao Lang's appearance was too strange, Zhuang Heng decided to go down early, he opened the curtain and looked out, the convoy had already entered the city, and because of Lu Hou's intentional connivance, no one dared to stop Mr. Cheng , so they came in very smoothly. At this moment, the carriage was walking on the street, and pedestrians on the road gave way one after another.

Zhuang Heng said: "Just stop at the nearest building."

Young Master Cheng was taken aback, and hurriedly tried to persuade him to stay: "Why does Xianjun go to the house to wrong him? Why don't you come and live at my house, and doesn't Xianjun have something to ask me to do? It's more convenient to live in my house..."

"Stop the car." Zhuang Heng was so focused on Xiao Lang right now that he had no energy to do anything at all. He put down the curtain and looked at Xiao Lang, "My apprentice is not feeling well, so take him to the building to rest first."

Young Master Cheng was beaten up by Xiao Lang for no reason, and he dared not ask. In order to please Xianjun, he had to swallow his anger: "I also have a doctor in my family, and his medical skills are no worse than those outside."

Zhuang Heng smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Cheng, for your kindness, but I have other things, it's more convenient to live in the hotel."

Seeing his firm attitude, Mr. Cheng was afraid of doing bad things with good intentions, so he naturally didn't dare to say any more. He sent Zhuang Heng to the best house, and enthusiastically paid him a full month's rent. Zhuang Heng was about to sell him Earning some money and spending it on a few things, it’s now time-saving, he rummaged through the system, took out a few pieces of delicate Western-style desserts and stuffed them in while Young Master Cheng was reluctantly saying goodbye: "These desserts are loved by women, You can take it to your sister."

A few desserts are not worth much in modern times, but they were rare treasures in ancient times. Sending them to the palace will not only make my sister happy, but also help her win people's hearts. Mr. Cheng feels that he has made a lot of money, so he holds it carefully with both hands , fingers are trembling: "Thank you Xianjun!"

Xiao Lang looked at Mr. Cheng's eyes almost bursting into flames. Mr. Cheng is also a person with keen five senses. He immediately sensed his hostility towards him, so he raised his head and smiled provocatively at him.

snort!I have lived among thousands of flowers, so I can't understand your dirty thoughts?The apprentice dares to covet the master, the world's saliva can spray you to death!

Xiao Lang intuitively felt that he was slandering him, so he couldn't help squinting slightly.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Zhuang Heng quickly sent Mr. Cheng away, then waved to the guards beside him and said, "You all go to rest, you can live in the left and right rooms, remember to feed my crane."

The guards finally recovered from the shock of "Why does the Son of Heaven appear and disappear like a ghost?" Seeing that there were no outsiders around, they were about to kneel down and salute immediately. Xiao Lang ignored it, turned around, opened the door and pulled Zhuang Heng into the room, and closed the door with a "bang". close.

Guards: "..."

The room was pitch black, Zhuang Heng didn't bother to light the lamp, grabbed Xiao Lang's arm and asked eagerly, "How did you come here? When did you arrive? Where are the guards? Is Xu Wu here?"

The warm breath was close at hand, Xiao Lang couldn't bear such a temptation, he raised one hand to support the back of Zhuang Heng's head, and almost kissed him forcefully, but Zhuang Heng's series of questions made him full of longing and jealousy. His heart was cold, he was moved and guilty, he had to stop his movements, brushed his lips against Zhuang Heng's cheek and moved away, pretending to be sick and weak, leaning on his shoulder.

"I came alone."

Zhuang Heng was shocked: "You..."

"When I woke up, I was by your side." Xiao Lang interrupted him, and muttered in a dubious tone, "Could it be that I miss you so much? I was still in the palace just now, why did I come here when I opened my eyes?" ? You pinch me to see if I'm dreaming."

Zhuang Heng: "...?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, Xiao Lang had no choice but to continue performing hard: "It must be that I miss you so much. You are an immortal monarch. I have a connection with you and face each other day and night. Maybe I also have some immortal energy, so I was able to follow you here."

Zhuang Heng: "???"

Xiao Lang came out impulsively, such a reason is naturally a bit far-fetched, but he can't say that he came all the way from the capital city, because of his physical condition, if he wants to come here, there must be someone to follow him, if someone outside the city comes to meet him, As soon as Zhuang Heng asked, he revealed his secrets. Secondly, there was still a body lying on the side of the palace. If he said that he came alone, Zhuang Heng would definitely not feel at ease. He would probably go to the palace immediately. Revealed.

After thinking about it, he decided to make the matter a bit mysterious, anyway, he already had follow-up preparations.

Zhuang Heng's mind was in a mess, and he couldn't think about anything else for the time being, he just said: "I'll find a doctor to show you."

Xiao Lang's body is the most important, the others can be set aside and discussed slowly.

But Xiao Lang stopped him: "No, this is the country of Lu. My illness is well known in the world. If I let the doctor come over, Marquis Lu will know that I am here soon. If he has evil intentions, if he does not Do two things endlessly, while I am single and weak..."

Zhuang Heng retracted his leg that was about to move away.

Xiao Lang was right. Although his illness was kept a secret at the beginning, it has been widely spread now. He passed a city along the way and heard people talking about it when he was buying ready-made clothes in a clothes shop. Some people even exaggerated. Said that the emperor would not live for more than two years, almost blowing him up.

The palace has been cleaned once, the news cannot be spread from the palace, the only possibility lies in King Qi, King Qi is reborn, in the original text, King Qi sent people to spread the news that the emperor was seriously ill, he read the text ten lines at a glance , I just thought it was King Qi’s deliberate misrepresentation. Now I guess based on the actual situation, the original text may not be a rumor. At that time, the emperor eradicated the national teacher and was already seriously ill. King Qi has a golden finger of rebirth, so it is very likely that he knows the truth.

The national teacher died early in this life, and King Qi's people must spread the news earlier.

Unable to find a doctor, Zhuang Heng was anxious and flustered: "Then what's wrong with you now?"

Xiao Lang put half of his weight on him, and said affectionately: "It's okay, it's the same as usual."

As usual, as long as the medicine is used as usual, Zhuang Heng asked him to relax himself, fumbled to turn on the lamp, and then raised the lamp to look at his face carefully. The complexion under the lamp was not clear, but the spirit was still there. It can be seen that Zhuang Heng felt a little relieved when he saw that he didn't look like a strong supporter.

With this reassurance, his brain regained his ability to think. He stared suspiciously at Xiao Lang: "Haven't you eaten dinner yet? The medicinal food I cooked earlier will be delivered to you in the evening. Since you are here, eat it now."

As he spoke, he took out a bowl of herbal food from the space, and handed it to him along with chopsticks: "I put it in the incubator, it's neither hot nor cold, just right."

Xiao Lang didn't answer, pursed his lips, and said in his puzzled eyes: "I want to eat cake too."

Zhuang Heng: "..."

Xiao Lang looked unhappy: "I haven't eaten any of the cakes you gave that kid."

Zhuang Heng: "..."

Xiao Lang took the bowls and chopsticks and put them aside, took Zhuang Heng's hand and pulled him towards his chest, hugging him tightly, rubbing his face against his neck, like a big wronged dog.

Zhuang Heng's breath was flustered for a moment, and he compromised: "There is still cake, it's okay to have a little taste, but you have to eat the medicinal food first."

Xiao Lang released him with a sound, picked up the medicinal food and ate it slowly, his posture and movements were no different from usual, Zhuang Heng sat aside with his chin propped up and watched, his expression was as usual, and when he was about to finish eating, he brought him another cup of mouthwash and a wet wipe, but the doubts in my heart were already frantically bubbling.

He quietly said to ai: [Quickly help me to see if the clone is still in the system! ]

ai was taken aback: [What?Do you suspect that the little brother is a clone?I'll go check it out... here it is!Master, the little brother is in the system! ]

Zhuang Heng was just suspicious at first, but now he suddenly became vigilant: [Fuck, it can't be some disguise master pretending to be it? ]

Although he feels that there is no such miraculous disguise technique in the world, he is now in a book where everything is possible, and rebirth is just a matter of the author's setting, so what kind of problem is disguise technique?

Zhuang Heng was frightened, and immediately felt that danger was lurking. His first reaction was to go back to the palace to discuss with Xiao Lang. He stood up and tried to make his tone as normal as possible: "I'll go clean the room."

Xiao Lang looked up at him, paused, and nodded: "Well, call me if you need something."

Zhuang Heng walked into the clean room with steady steps, and after entering, he touched the probe and looked out to make sure that Xiao Lang was still buried in his food, so he hurriedly used the teleportation technique to return to the palace.

Ai was frightened by his guess and yelled: [Master, I think you should cooperate with that arms dealer!You don't know martial arts, and you don't have a weapon, it's too dangerous!He has already sent you several letters, and the conditions are very generous and sincere! ]

Zhuang Heng was already in Xiao Lang's bedroom, and he complained as he walked in: [Isn't the power of endorsement now in the hands of you Da Jinjiang? ]

ai: […]

Zhuang Heng lifted the curtain, saw the person on the couch, his hairs stood on end in fright: [Fuck, Xiao Lang is here!Who is that over there in Lu country? ]

ai: [Ahhhhhhh!Someone is really pretending to be a younger brother!That person must have a conspiracy to approach you! ]

The sleeping hall was very quiet, ordinary palace servants were sent outside the hall, only Xu Wu was on duty inside, Xu Wu raised his head vigilantly when he heard the movement, and saw Zhuang Heng rushing towards Xiao Lang's bed with wide-eyed eyes, he was startled and stood up immediately Get up, stop or not.

Terrible!His Majesty has stopped breathing at this moment, the ministers dare not offend Tianwei, they can be dismissed after a few tricks, this fairy is not so easy to dismiss!

When Xu Wu was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, the people on the couch suddenly opened their eyes, Xu Wu heaved a sigh of relief, Zhuang Heng's eyes lit up immediately, he sat on the side of the couch and firmly grabbed Xiao Lang's hand: "Are you awake?"

Xiao Lang's eyes were confused, and he stood up and looked around: "I'm back again? I just finished eating the medicinal food, and I fainted before I could rinse my mouth. I didn't expect to wake up again and return to the palace."

Zhuang Heng's expression was stuck: "...Huh?"

Xu Wu: "..."

ai: [Huh? ]

Xiao Lang looked at Zhuang Heng, the confusion in his eyes was gradually replaced by excitement, he suddenly reached out and hugged Zhuang Heng, and said happily: "I came back with you! Hehe, I definitely can't do without you!"

Zhuang Heng felt that his current appearance must be very mentally retarded: "...Huh?"

Xu Wu endured the messy thoughts in the wind, lowered his eyes to minimize his sense of existence, and silently exited the hall.

Xiao Lang began to perform to his heart's content, stroking Zhuang Heng's cheek affectionately: "I must miss you so much that I can't take a single step away from you now. Wherever you go, I will go with you."

Zhuang Heng's face is full of doubts about life: "...Huh?"

Ai was moved and cried: [My God!What a moving fairy love!There is such a miraculous thing! ]

Zhuang Heng said in a daze, "No, it's not scientific..."

Xiao Lang raised his eyebrows in doubt: "Science?"

ai was so excited that she wanted to beat her chest and feet: [Setting!This must be the author's setting!God!What a fairy lady!I must be a fan of this fairy lady! ]

Zhuang Heng: […]

Xiao Lang looked deeply at Zhuang Heng with affection in his eyes: "Hehe, should we try again?"

Zhuang Heng blushed inexplicably: Why do these words sound weird?

ai frantically urged: "Try it! Try it!"

Under Xiao Lang's affectionate gaze, Zhuang Heng nodded slowly, disappeared in place, and when he returned to the hotel where he was staying, he saw Xiao Lang sitting there.

Zhuang Heng swallowed in horror: [ai, hurry up, start the recording program!Bring a demon mirror! ]

ai: […]

Xiao Lang looked at the surrounding environment, his eyes fell on Zhuang Heng, he got up and walked over in surprise: "Hehe, it really is so!"

ai opened the input program, and a familiar progress bar appeared above Xiao Lang's head as he approached step by step. The purple light was dazzling and blinding.

Zhuang Heng closed his eyes, Xiao Lang came over and hugged him, and he softened instantly: "Xiao Lang, you scared me to death..."

Most of his reactions were within Xiao Lang's expectations. Xiao Lang knew that it would be risky for him to deceive him like this, and he was always uneasy, and he didn't understand why he suddenly chose to believe in himself at the last step, but the result was always good. Quietly breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and rubbed Zhuang Heng's soft and smooth hair: "Hehe, do you believe me?"

Zhuang Heng nodded, feeling unbelievable again: "Then what should you do if you need to discuss politics in the future? Do I have to sit beside you...to listen?"

Xiao Lang said: "Why not?"

Zhuang Heng: "..."

Xiao Lang was depressed: "You don't want to?"

Zhuang Heng: "...It's not that I don't want to, it's because I'm afraid of delaying your business. After all, I can't stay in the palace with you all the time. If I'm outside, I don't know when I need to discuss politics... How about it, I'll be with you Choose someone from the palace to be an apprentice, so that he can send me a message at any time in the future."

Xiao Lang was puzzled: "As your apprentice, I can send you messages at any time? But it's faster than people in the dark city?"

Zhuang Heng nodded: "Thousands of miles, I can hear him when he speaks."

The system can set special attention. When the apprentice who pays special attention is broadcasting live, the system will give him a bombarding reminder, and he will definitely not miss the news.

Xiao Lang: "..."

Seeing that he was silent for a while, Zhuang Heng couldn't help asking: "What? You don't think it's appropriate?"

Xiao Lang pondered for a moment: "Being your apprentice is actually able to communicate with you thousands of miles away. I want to be your apprentice."

Zhuang Heng: "..."

ai: [Brother, wake up!Master-student love was not allowed in ancient times!Don't be envious of your mind! ]

Zhuang Heng was speechless for a moment: "You are already conjoined twins with me, why are you jealous of a voice transmission person who travels thousands of miles?"

Xiao Lang choked, and immediately changed the subject: "Hehe, you promised to give me a cake."

Zhuang Heng hurriedly took out a small piece of cake from the space and handed it to him: "Just taste a little, don't eat more."

Xiao Lang dug a mouthful with a spoon, almost coughing, he doesn't like sweets, it's pure jealousy, but the cake he wants, he wants to finish it, and he doesn't change his face under Zhuang Heng's concerned eyes Eat a few big mouthfuls in a row.

Zhuang Heng quickly snatched the cake away: "Okay, okay, you don't like sweets, one bite is enough. You have to go back to the morning court tomorrow morning, so let's wash up and rest."

Xiao Lang looked at him contentedly: "En."

Zhuang Heng hadn't eaten dinner yet, and when Xiao Lang went to clean the room to wash up, the guards guessed that Zhuang Heng was not in the mood to cook today, so they brought him a big bowl of noodles, and Xiao Lang almost cleaned himself up after Zhuang Heng finished eating. It was clean, but there was no change of clothes, so Xiao Lang wrapped half of his body in a piece of cloth and came out.

Zhuang Heng glanced over, almost choked on the mouthwash, his face flushed from coughing.

Xiao Lang came over to pat him on the back, and he quickly took out a set of silk pajamas from the system and handed it to him, hiding behind the clothes to peek at the lines on his body: "Put it on quickly!"

Xiao Lang took the clothes, Zhuang Heng quickly lowered his eyes, got up and rushed into the clean room.

Counting it, this was the first time that the two of them shared the same bed, lying side by side with their eyes closed, and still lying together after waking up, Xiao Lang felt a surge in his heart, even though he knew what he couldn't do, he still felt indescribably satisfied and pleasure.

When Zhuang Heng came back with moisture, Xiao Lang's heart heaved violently, and he quickly covered himself with the quilt.

Zhuang Heng wanted to bring another quilt over, but Xiao Lang lifted a corner of the quilt on his body: "Hehe, come here."

Zhuang Heng: "..."

ai: [Fuck, I want to sleep! ]

Zhuang Heng lay down with a hot face: [Don't sleep!He is still sick now, what are you thinking about in your little head! ]

ai: [I think the younger brother's eyes seem to have eaten you over and over again!Not suitable for children!I must hibernate! ]

Zhuang Heng's mouth was dry, and he carefully kept a subtle distance from Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang turned sideways and stretched out his hand to embrace him in his arms.

Zhuang Heng: "!!!"

Xiao Lang bowed his head and kissed him with a force that could not be refused.

Zhuang Heng's eyelashes trembled, he stretched out his hand to push him, panting lightly and mumbled: "Don't make trouble..."

Xiao Lang tasted it, restrained his strength and hugged him, his chin crushed the top of his hair, his voice was low and hoarse: "I have a sense of proportion."

The two breathed softly in the dark, Zhuang Heng saw that Xiao Lang did what he said, and felt relieved. After an unknown amount of time, the familiar embrace gradually made him sleepy, and when his consciousness gradually fell into sleep, he suddenly woke up.

Xiao Lang lowered his head, and his voice became sleepy: "What's wrong?"

Zhuang Heng closed his eyes and experienced his embrace: "I often dream that you hug me to sleep like this."

Xiao Lang: "..."

Zhuang Heng's spiritual consciousness entered the space, and walked into the box with the copy function. Everything inside remained the same. Xiao Lang's copy body closed its eyes and sat quietly against the wall. Zhuang Heng squatted down in front of the copy body and stared at the person. Look, stretch out your hand to test the breath, naturally there is no breath, Zhuang Heng thought of the dummy he copied for Qi An back then, and on a whim, reached out his hand to lift the dummy's eyelids.

The eyelids were lifted, revealing a blank space without eyeballs.

Zhuang Heng was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

AI almost broke his throat: [Fucking ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—]

Zhuang Heng struggled to stand up and said with a trembling voice: [Quickly, check the transaction records quickly! ]

The ai flipped quickly, and it didn't take long before a list floated in front of Zhuang Heng. Zhuang Heng stretched out his hand to take it, but it was still a combination of pictures and texts, showing that at a certain moment, Xiao Lang's clone used the copy function once. Out of the replica 2, it costs [-] gold coins.

ai: [Damn it!Shocked my mom! ]

Zhuang Heng exited the system and opened his eyes.

Xiao Lang looked at him anxiously: "Hehe?"

Zhuang Heng stood up, sat on him, grabbed his throat with both hands and shook violently: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Xiao Lang almost vomited blood under his pressure, sat up quickly, hugged him with one hand, and saved his neck from his claws with the other without much effort, coughed to hide his guilty conscience: "What's wrong? It's a nightmare gone?"

Zhuang Heng slapped the transaction record on his face, obviously very angry, but in the end he was still reluctant to force it, and the paper fell from his face lightly.

Xiao Lang stretched out his hand to borrow it, turned on the lamp and looked at it, with a shocked expression on his face.

Zhuang Heng didn't know whether to be more angry or annoyed, so he sneered, not knowing what to say.

Xiao Lang raised his eyes to look at him, and tried to hold his hand: "Hehe, where do you still keep accounts? I made a mistake."

Zhuang Heng: "???"

You fucking say it again?Is this your attitude of admitting mistakes?ah?

The author has something to say: Hehe: Unexpectedly, you are still a dramatist.

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When I was short, my cutie said I was short, and when I was thick and long, I also hope to be praised a little bit, kiss and hug and hold me high~ [rolling]