The Beautiful Love of a Tyrant and a Villain [Transmigration Book]

As soon as these words came out, the carriage fell silent.

Luo Wenge turned his head and didn't look at Xiao Yulan, his tone was very calm: "What your majesty said is that the subjects don't want to get too close to your majesty. Firstly, there is a difference between the monarch and his ministers. Secondly, I am really not used to it. I hope your majesty will be sympathetic."

Xiao Yulan couldn't see his expression, and didn't know how the words that blurted out just now would make him feel, just hearing the tone, she didn't seem to care much.

He didn't care, Xiao Yulan was the complete opposite, with a gloomy expression: "Look at me."

Luo Wenge could ignore Xiao Yulan's nonchalant tone and say such calm words, but it might be difficult for him to turn his face to Xiao Yulan's face and repeat those words.

He frowned and was slightly irritable, he didn't really want to talk to Xiao Yulan, even if he was tired, sometimes he would get angry with himself, the gain outweighed the loss.

If he didn't turn his face away, he didn't know what Xiao Yulan would say, so he hesitated and turned to look at Xiao Yulan.

Xiao Yulan was well prepared to sneer at him when he turned his face away, but when he saw an imperceptible blush in his eyes, he stopped talking, and his eyes were tightly locked on the half of his cheek.

Is he sad?

Because of your own words that you don't like him?

Xiao Yulan wasn't sure, and didn't know how to test him to get a definite answer. She was at a loss like a kid, her lips moved slightly to speak, but she didn't know how to say it. She just looked at him and forgot to speak.

Luo Wenge looked back and turned his face away, but didn't say anything, he thought: Talking to each other is too fatal, he would rather turn his back and be scolded.

After waiting for a long time, Xiao Yulan didn't say a word, Luo Wenge felt strange, turned around and took another look, unexpectedly saw Xiao Yulan's cheeks were slightly flushed, who was usually cold and unhappy, and she was avoiding his sight, as if she was shy.

Luo Wenge: "?"

Luo Wenge was sure that he hadn't done anything, somehow Xiao Yulan looked like this, he couldn't help worrying about the other person's body, and asked with concern: "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Xiao Yulan's eyes sparkled slightly, her voice was slightly hoarse, "Not as fragile as you think."

Luo Wenge couldn't help but laugh when he heard the words: "I never thought that His Majesty would be vulnerable, but His Majesty looks a little wrong right now."

"What's wrong with me?" Xiao Yulan asked pretending to be calm.

Luo Wenge pointed to his cheeks, and his tone was still respectful: "Your Majesty's cheeks are a little red, as if he has a fever. If he really has a fever, he might be suffering from a cold. Then I shouldn't have taken your Majesty to a place where fish and dragons mingled."

Xiao Yulan raised the back of her hand and pressed it to her cheek, staring at him: "If I say I'm fine, I'm fine. Lord Luo is overly worried."

A hint of helplessness flashed in Luo Wenge's eyes, and there was no other way to do this to Xiao Yulan: "If your majesty feels unwell, don't hold on."

Xiao Yulan put down her hands, facing her still flushed and uncomfortable face: "Lord Luo, don't worry, even if there is something wrong with me, no one will make trouble for you."

Luo Wenge didn't mean that, seeing Xiao Yulan lowering his head and reading a book, he almost sighed inaudibly.

The carriage sped out of Changle City all the way, and went further to the outskirts along the white official road under the moonlight. The night was getting thicker and darker, and the coldness that belonged to the cold winter covered the gaps in the carriage and was blown into the carriage by the night wind.

Luo Wenge felt the chill, and reluctantly stretched out the hands that were tucked into the sleeves to wrap the fox fur tightly, and buried his face in the neckline, leaving only a pair of smart eyes, under the candlelight, the crow's eyelashes were as light as a fan. Trembling, causing Xiao Yulan to look up from time to time.

"When I get to Ning'an Inn, what do I need to do?" Xiao Yulan asked.

Luo Wenge raised his head slightly: "Your Majesty can just follow me, Eunuch Li can't go in, Your Majesty remember to let the shadow guards follow in secret."

"What?" Xiao Yulan asked.

Luo Wenge's eyes stayed on the candle that was constantly harassed by the wind and kept beating: "I want to arrest someone, and I want to ask the shadow guard for a favor."

"Master Luo is very calm." Xiao Yulan didn't ask him who he wanted to arrest, nor why he did that.

Luo Wenge said with a smile: "The person I want to arrest is also the one Your Majesty wants to see."

Xiao Yulan felt incredible: "That's your old acquaintance for many years, can you do it?"

"I don't look at the past, only for the present." Luo Wenge said.

That day Xiao Yulan said that he would go to the Pinghe Inn with him, and deliberately mentioned that old friend, which made him more careful, and when he returned to the Luo Mansion, he asked Luo An to investigate that person.

When Luo Ge was alive, he liked to accept talented people as his disciples, and this old friend was also one of them.It just so happened that an old friend had some friendship with Luo Wenge, and was even more favored by the elder Luo Ge. If nothing else happened, he would be a good official who had done his duty for the country after the imperial examination. However, a few days before the imperial examination, this person suddenly threw himself into Shen Jue's sect , and stood opposite Shen Gelao.

What exactly happened in this, except for a few insiders involved, no one knows.

Shen Jue arranged to go to a border town to train in Tan Hualang, an old friend high school. Three years have passed in a flash, and his political achievements have been poor. In recent days, Shen Jue will definitely ask for credit and transfer him back to fill in the vacancy in the Ministry of Rites.

The only thing that puzzled Luo Wenge was why this person would go to Changle City for no reason at this critical moment, and even attend such a party.

What is even more puzzling is that Xiao Yulan wants to meet this old friend. What details in the original book have been forgotten?

After a few turns, Luo Wenge's thoughts finally returned to Xiao Yulan. He looked at Xiao Yulan who slowly opened the cabinet and took out the silver half-section mask, and felt that the other party's thoughts were really hard to guess.

"Lord Luo, we're here." Xiao Yulan said, covering her face with the mask, and fastened it lightly.

This mask perfectly covered half of Xiao Yulan's face, leaving her beautifully curved lips, which was even more eye-catching.

Luo Wenge looked at it a few more times, but in the end didn't say anything, got up and opened the curtain of the car and walked outside.

On a night when the moon was scarce, there was no one in the suburbs, and there was danger everywhere, and there stood a brightly lit inn beside the forest not far away.The inn was three stories high, and at the door stood a few cold-faced young men in black outfits holding knives, with a menacing aura that made people feel that this inn was a place where strangers should not enter.

Luo Wenge didn't see the carriage that symbolized the gathering of many people, feeling ominous in his heart, Xiao Yulan, who got off the carriage, walked to his side, and softly said, "Let's go."

"Your Majesty, my lord, something is wrong." Luo Wenge said with a frown.

Xiao Yulan flicked her sleeves lightly, and slightly curled the corners of her lips: "Then go in and have a look, if you don't look, how do you know whether it's a human or a ghost waiting inside?"

Luo Wenge was surprised, but felt that Xiao Yulan was too courageous, if there was an assassination hidden in it, if he swaggered in like this, it would be like a sheep falling into the jaws of a tiger.

It can be seen that Xiao Yulan walked over there without hesitation, without showing any timidity, Luo Wenge had no choice but to follow quickly: "Don't you cherish your life, young master?"

"Cherishing one's life doesn't mean being afraid of things." Xiao Yulan said, not taking her eyes off Luo Wenge's face, who was looking around and observing secretly, and saw some nervousness and worry in his eyes, because his irritability was much less.

Luo Wenge stood not far from the inn and looked up to the second floor. There were candle lights in the boxes, but there was no one there, and the surroundings were even more silent, as if there was no one else in the world except him and Xiao Yulan.

It didn't look like a place where a party was going to be held at all, it seemed like someone was waiting for them specially.

Luo Wenge paused slightly, and said inaudibly, "Master, are you really determined to go in?"

Xiao Yulan, who was walking in front, heard this, slowed down and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, leaned over to his ear and said very affectionately: "If you don't go in, wouldn't it be a waste of other people's thoughts? It's also impolite to make people wait for a long time. .”

Luo Wenge tilted his head, kept away from the disturbing heat, and said without changing his expression: "If there is any danger, I can't protect you, Young Master."

"My lord doesn't need your protection." Xiao Yulan looked at his reddish earlobes for the rest of her life, and smiled softly, "Don't worry, Geer, it's really dangerous, my lord can't protect you?"

When Xiao Yulan said this, she got closer to him. Before he wanted to escape, she put her arms around his shoulders, and half raised her head to look at the slightly open window on the west side of the second floor, her eyes were cold and heartless.

"Let's go, don't make people wait." Xiao Yulan just carried him to the inn.

Luo Wenge struggled secretly, Xiao Yulan held down his shoulders, the opponent's hand was strong, and it hurt him a bit from the confinement.

Although she didn't know what prompted Xiao Yulan to make such a sudden move, Luo Wenge was smart enough not to move again, so as not to attract even tougher suppression.

When they arrived at the door, the man in black standing there helped to open the heavy curtain and opened the door without saying a word, and bowed and stretched out his hand as a gesture of welcome.

Xiao Yulan had a smile on her lips, she didn't even look at those people, she just walked inside with Luo Wenge.

Entering the inn, Luo Wenge was convinced that they had entered a long-planned trap.

He kept thinking about the fact that he found out about the party first and then confirmed by Xiao Yulan. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Maybe he could only say that this matter was prepared from the beginning to invite you into the urn.

At this time, he and Xiao Yulan were standing here, like two iron fools, but... he raised his eyes to the place where the noise came from the second floor, and he didn't know who was the one who was invited into the urn between them and the person standing at the railing Jun.

The man looking down with his hands on the railing was dressed in a sky-blue round-neck gown, and he looked quite talented, but his eyes were not very pleasing, Luo Wenge frowned.

"Wen Ge, I haven't seen you for a long time. How have you been doing all these years?" The man smiled lightly, his gaze was always on Luo Wenge, and he didn't look at Xiao Yulan at all.

These words let Luo Wenge know who this person was, the student of Shen Jue who had a life-and-death relationship with the villain was named Wen Tianzhong.

Luo Wenge thought to himself: Why does the villain always make friends who seem to have evil intentions?

This Wen Tianzhong was one of Shen Jue's most capable disciples in the original book, if the villain hadn't been so ruthless, he might have been defeated by Wen Tianzhong.

Don't look at Wen Tianzhong, who looks harmless to humans and animals, but he is a complete pervert, and he also has a dream of the chief minister in his heart, but unfortunately he was assassinated by the villain in the end, so as to prevent future troubles.

At this moment, seeing Wen Tianzhong's familiar tone, Luo Wenge instinctively took precautions: "Master Wen, you've gone all out to see me, presumably it's not for reminiscing about the past, right?"

Wen Tianzhong's face was full of injuries, and he clutched his chest in a sad state: "Wen Ge, you have wrongly blamed me for this. During the three years when I couldn't return to Beijing, I missed you day and night, and wished I could tell you my heart every day. Tonight is naturally a dream come true for me, you see, I specially prepared your favorite hot pot and plum blossom wisps, the plum blossom wisps are the most famous fine wine in Changle City, only ten altars are produced every year, it is rare to get a thousand dollars."

Luo Wenge chuckled lightly: "Eat and drink are free, just tell me what you want."

Wen Tianzhong's acting posture was completely gone, and his face was full of smiles: "I didn't think about it, I just wanted you not to investigate people who shouldn't be investigated."

"Then who should not be investigated?" Luo Wenge smiled slightly, "Is it you or your teacher?"

Wen Tianzhong shook his head again and again, regretfully said: "Wen Ge, that dog emperor treats you so unkindly, why do you help him? Why don't you shake hands with me and make peace, and create a prosperous world together."

Xiao Yulan, known as the dog emperor, slowly narrowed his eyes, which were full of killing intent.

Luo Wenge stretched out his hand and tugged at Xiao Yulan's sleeve, shook his head lightly at His Majesty the Emperor who was looking down at him, and said coldly, "The choice is my business, and has nothing to do with you."

Wen Tianzhong asked sadly: "Could it be that you volunteered to help Emperor Dog because of his face?"