This is what villains are like

"Jiang Lan..."

In the hall, Jiang Lan was thinking about his next plans and plans.

Emperor Xia's voice suddenly came from outside. She did not bring the palace maid with her, but came alone. Her wide skirt was lingering on the ground, which seemed to hinder her walking. Her hands were holding her, which made her legs appear to be slender and straight.

After the Holy Son Ceremony, Emperor Xia did not leave directly. Apparently, he still had some things he wanted to talk to Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan waved his hand to the many maids in the palace to go down, as if he had known that Emperor Xia would come.

"Are you taking the initiative to confess to me about Jiang Ruxian? It's just in the middle of the night. Isn't this an inappropriate time?" He smiled and asked casually.

Emperor Xia always felt that he was not as confident as before in front of Jiang Lan.

Especially after witnessing Jiang Lan's terrifying strength at this Holy Son Ceremony.

Looking back at the group of warblers around him, his irritability was even worse than before.

"Jiang Rushian is stronger than me, I can't resist her."

"You and I are a legitimate couple. What's wrong with me coming here at this time?"

Emperor Xia came to the palace and said expressionlessly. His tone was rarely as tough as before, but rather softer. He didn't even call himself "I".

Jiang Lan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Her reply was non-committal.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Emperor Xia thought he had said something wrong, and looked slightly suspicious.

"Wearing this dress and robe, it is actually a hindrance when walking. It is not as comfortable as the casual clothes in the palace..."

After thinking about it, she took the initiative to pick up the topic and reached out to fiddle with her skirt.

A pair of slender and straight legs are revealed between the skirt that hangs naturally like petals.

However, Jiang Lan still ignored her and carefully wiped the glazed purple and gold lamp in his hand with an embroidered handkerchief to ensure that it was spotless.

Emperor Xia looked at him, gathered up the hem of his skirt, sat down on the jade stool beside him, and stared at him for several breaths.

Finally, seeing that Jiang Lan was still paying no attention to her, as if the glazed purple and gold lamp in his hand was more beautiful than her, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

"Why are you ignoring me?" she asked.

"Didn't you see that I was busy?" Jiang Lan asked without looking back.

"Jiang Lan, do you blame me for informing Jiang Rushian of your whereabouts?" Emperor Xia seemed to have noticed something and asked.

"It's not weird at all."

"Jiang Rushian is nowhere to be found now. You can rest assured later." Jiang Lan put down the glazed purple gold lamp in his hand.

"I'm not here to ask about Jiang Ruxian..."

Emperor Xia didn't care at all about where Jiang Rushian went. She even wished that Jiang Rushian would never show up again.

"Then what are you here for?"

"Want to see if I have a hidden beauty in the golden house?" Jiang Lan laughed.

Emperor Xia was a little angry, but he still tried to be calm and said, "If you have nothing to do, can't you come here? Don't you welcome me?"

Jiang Lan clicked her tongue, then turned to look at her deeply, and then said, "After knowing my strength today, you are worried that you will not be able to control me in the future, so you came here to tell me in advance?"

"Jiang Lan..."

Emperor Xia's voice suddenly became louder. He looked at him angrily and said, "In your heart, am I this kind of person?"

Jiang Lan thought for a long time after hearing this, and then looked at her seriously and said, "In terms of status, although we are called husband and wife, we have no friendship and no love as husband and wife. In the final analysis, we can only be regarded as husband and wife. The relationship between king and minister.”

"From the perspective of enemy and friend, you hate the Prime Minister's Mansion to the bone, and you hate this marriage to the extreme. The day you and the Prime Minister's Mansion draw swords against each other, you and I will become enemies. If there is the only similarity, then maybe it is Our positions and considerations.”

When Emperor Xia heard what he said, he was suddenly startled, feeling uncomfortable in his heart. He felt that Jiang Lan had suddenly pulled the relationship between the two of them very far away, so far away that she didn't even know what to say when she opened her mouth. .

She wanted to retort, but she didn't know what to say.

Positions and considerations…

Also, Jiang Lan did not want the world to be in chaos, nor did he want the Xia Dynasty to collapse.

And she wants to stabilize her political rule and status. Although her starting point is different, in the final analysis, what she wants to do is the same.

"What do you mean by suddenly saying this?" Emperor Xia asked coldly.

"It's not interesting, I just want to clarify the relationship between us." Jiang Lan said.

Emperor Xia suddenly fell silent.

"If you want to thank me for what happened on Feixian Island, then you don't have to. The outbreak of the demonic disaster will not be a good thing for Daxia or the Prime Minister's Mansion..."

"I just did what I had to do." Seeing Emperor Xia's silence, Jiang Lan seemed to know what she was thinking and said casually.

"Then help me from the beginning..." Emperor Xia felt his voice tremble slightly, and his palms unconsciously exerted force.

Jiang Lan laughed, then suppressed his smile, looked at her seriously, and said, "You don't think I'm doing it for you, do you?"

Emperor Xia felt that his words were like a sharp thorn, piercing into the pit of her heart. She felt her chest was tight and congested, and her hands that were holding her skirt tightened instantly.

This emotion was very uncomfortable and uncomfortable, and a sourness seemed to rise in my nose.

"Did I say something wrong? Which one is wrong?"

"Or do you want to hear me say, Your Majesty, that I am actually doing this for you?" Jiang Lan looked at her with interest, turning a blind eye to her expression.

"You bastard..."

Emperor Xia gritted his silver teeth and felt his nose was sore, but he still looked at Jiang Lan coldly, refusing to show any signs of weakness.

Because of what happened at the Holy Son Ceremony during the day, she had a lot to say to Jiang Lan, including the matter of Flying Immortal Island.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she had indeed become somewhat dependent on Jiang Lan during these days, and she did develop some affection for him. Her mood would be greatly affected by his presence, but she never thought that one day she would be Jiang Lan was so humiliated.

The pride in his heart still made Emperor Xia hold his head high, without showing the slightest hint of timidity or sadness, but his eyes were as cold as ice slag.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured. From now on, I will still help you solve your problems, help you secure your throne, and help you stabilize your country. You can rest assured..." Jiang Lan continued slowly.

"You are just a bastard..." Emperor Xia's eyes were cold, but his eyes were slightly red.

The next moment, she suddenly stretched out her palm, but before she could put it down, she was caught by Jiang Lan.

"I helped you secure your position in the country. I suffered a lot at the hands of the barbarians. I didn't come back just to be slapped by you." Jiang Lan looked calm, without any ups and downs in his eyes.

Xia Huang gritted his silver teeth, and at this moment he found that he was almost unable to free his palm from his hand.

"Let me go..." After all, she did not choose to take action, but just looked at Jiang Lan coldly.

"It's fine, why are you still crying?" Jiang Lan looked at her reddish eyes.