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

The courtyard envoy waved his hand in front of his eyes, bringing him back to his senses: "Hey, hey, don't worry about what's behind him, drink some water and continue to sleep, why do you care so much? Let the old man say, even if they blow up the sky It has nothing to do with you, you are like a dead person in the eyes of most people. If you choose to be a dead person, just lie down and don't keep thinking about cheating the corpse."

Luo Wenge lowered his head and drank tea to moisten his throat, and said with a smile: "Emissary, don't get excited, let me know some outside news, which can relieve my anxiety to some extent. This makes me eat and sleep every day, and I will get sick sooner or later." .”

"Bah, shut up the crow's mouth for the old man." The court envoy patted him on the arm twice, with a dissatisfied expression, "The old man is ordered to treat patients. You said these words, didn't you mean to smash the signboard?"

Luo Wenge couldn't help laughing: "Yes, didn't I explain to the court envoy the benefits of letting me know the news?"

"The old man thinks that you know more about the disadvantages." The envoy said.

Luo Wenge asked in surprise, "Why did the envoy say that?"

The court envoy walked over to close the window and opened it, and said slowly: "You are a person who can't be idle, and it's easy to think wildly when you know a little news. Do you know why you closed your news? It's because you are afraid that you won't feel at ease when you find out. The last time the old man believed you Talking nonsense with His Majesty, let you come and go freely, what will happen?"

Luo Wenge was scolded so much that he rubbed the tip of his nose in embarrassment, but in less than seven days he was severely injured again, even worse than before.

It's not on my side, but I still want to prove my innocence: "That was an accident."

"The old man lets you out now, and you can still cause accidents." The court envoy squinted at him, having learned from overturning the car, the court envoy would not believe him easily.

Luo Wenge laughed out loud when he was told, feeling that the envoy was extremely on guard, and didn't believe his words at all, so he said helplessly, "The envoy misunderstood me, sometimes it's really not me who wants to make trouble."

The envoy repeatedly waved his hands to show that he knew, and explained for him: "The old man knows that something is trying to mess with you. He has made too many enemies, and something always comes to him, right?"

Luo Wenge couldn't help but laugh, at this time, if he really responded to this 'right', the hospital envoy could secretly add coptis to the soup.

The court envoy just squinted at him like that, and his tone was like talking about a cross talk: "Don't dare to admit it? Do you feel guilty and feel sorry for cheating the old man again?"

"That's not true, I think the envoy is right, it's not good to fool people, especially the envoy tried his best to heal me, like my reborn parents." Luo Wenge said sincerely.

The more he said that, the more suspicious the court envoy became, and the tone of his words was floating: "If it were you, would you believe it yourself?"

In order to get reliable news, Luo Wenge said against his conscience, "Believe it, why don't you believe it?"

"If you have the ability to say it, don't hide from the old man's scrutiny." The court envoy mercilessly dismantled the stage, seeing Luo Wenge couldn't help laughing, he laughed too, "You brat, after fooling His Majesty, he came to fool the old man again, Let me tell you, no matter what I say this time, I won’t let you go out, just recuperate honestly.”

To cover up his embarrassment, Luo Wenge lowered his head to drink water, and muttered helplessly, "This is really going to trap me here."

"You can't fall twice in the same pit, that's because you have a brain problem. Luo Shaoqing, you don't want to stay sick because of this injury, right?" the envoy said.

Before saying this, the envoy had seriously thought about the reason why Luo Wenge didn't cherish his body, and it must have been that what he said was not harsh enough, so the envoy decided to add some ruthlessness.

Without giving Luo Wenge a chance to refute, the court envoy added: "If you don't raise the Youqing Gu well, it will poison your brain. After a long time, you will become a fool. At that time, anyone can bully you, but Your Majesty can only Locking you up is not a matter of a few days, but until you die. Luo Shaoqing, if you believe the old man's words, you should take good care of your wounds. If you don't believe me, I will leave later. "

Putting such harsh words to this point, Luo Wenge didn't dare to say anything, and quickly bowed his head to admit his mistake: "I won't ask anymore, everything is under the orders of the court envoy, I will take care of you if you ask me to recuperate, don't be angry, let alone leave, turn around His Majesty should be even more angry with me."

The court envoy was still holding it, and asked again and again: "If you really don't ask, can you calm down and heal your wounds?"

Luo Wenge nodded solemnly: "It's really possible, I still want to be a good person, being stupid and poisonous is too cruel to me."

The court envoy really thinks that he is invulnerable to all poisons, and there is still some fear in being daring. This is very good, and it shows that there is still salvation.

The court envoy cleared his throat, pretending that he had never lied to anyone, and calmly analyzed: "People not only have to live, but also live normally, Luo Shaoqing, you are very knowledgeable about current affairs."

Luo Wenge smiled embarrassingly, with a slightly apprehensive expression: "I don't need to ask anything else, I just want to ask when His Majesty will come over?"

院使得管住嘴才能不让自己说露馅，装作沉重模样：“这老头子也说不准，陛下这几日要更忙吧？皇后薨逝，他身为皇帝，无论何时都得在，你想见到他，很难。”

The envoy still had nothing to say, but Luo Wenge understood.

That means Xiao Yulan is still angry, whether to come or not depends entirely on the mood of the other party, so they can't decide.

Luo Wenge was slightly melancholy: "If I don't see anyone, even if I want to coax, I can't help it."

The envoy held back his smile, pretending to be ignorant as if he had come naturally: "The old man heard His Majesty mentioning the reason for your two Cold Wars, and I sincerely feel that you did something wrong."

Luo Wenge accepted humbly: "Yes, I should make it clear to him that it is better for two people to find a way than one, and I don't have to fall into this situation and make him angry."

Seeing his sincere repentance, the court envoy rolled his eyes and gave him some advice: "Your Majesty wants you to recover from your injuries, so you should cooperate. He will definitely send someone to watch over you, and he will ask you every day. I heard that you are very good, maybe I can understand the message of your mistake, so I couldn't bear to miss you, so I came to visit you."

Luo Wenge also had this idea, and now that the envoy has recognized it, he feels like meeting a confidant: "The envoy not only has superb medical skills, but also the strategy."

This wave of rainbow farts made the courtier's eyebrows flutter, and he smiled from ear to ear: "That's not true, it's just that I live dozens of years longer than you."

“那院使你看这汤药里……”洛闻歌话说得点到为止，见院使有些动摇，再接再厉，“我这每日都在睡也不是个事，不然等陛下那边结束，我也给睡成废人，你不让我睡觉，以我如今这站都站不稳的身体，想出去嚯嚯也难。”

"According to what you said, it's better to go to sleep." The envoy said, "Sleeping makes you recover faster."

Luo Wenge kept his mouth shut, and suddenly realized that such persuasion would not work, and he would be tricked.

The hospital envoy took the teacup from his hand to cool down, and put a small heater in the past: "The old man is not an unreasonable person, and the effect of sleeping medicine will decrease, but you can't get out of bed. If you want to stay in bed, see more these days." Whether it's reading books or studying the customs of northern Xinjiang, the old man doesn't care about you, your majesty is here, you can't talk nonsense."

"It's natural." Luo Wenge was overjoyed and said gratefully, "The envoy is really a good person."

The envoy thought to himself, if you know how I have planned to deal with His Majesty's questioning, I'm afraid you won't think so.

It's not yet the time, the envoy doesn't need to speak out to provoke hatred, he just said: "You lie down first, I'll go and change the prescription."

Luo Wenge obediently agreed.

The door was gently closed, and Luo Wenge, who finally didn't have to be drowsy, let out a long sigh of relief. It felt so good to be able to open his eyes and see the world soberly. He was bubbling with happiness while holding the small heater.

This feeling of happiness hadn't been experienced for a long time before thinking of the Queen's death, which was the precursor of Xiao Yulan's attack on Shen Jue.

It was right not to let Shen Jue leave the city, but it would be futile to keep him here without any other punishment.

Luo Wenge didn't know if Murong Yu had already arrested Qu Jing, if they were ready to leave Shen Jue, the situation was basically settled, and Shen's party would be looted.

The feeling of being blocked from news was too uncomfortable, Luo Wenge felt like he was going to be stupid.

Constantly thinking about the development of the situation, but constantly denying himself because he couldn't get any news, Luo Wenge rubbed his head. When will this kind of self-enclosed healing end?

He shrank under the quilt, looking out of the window at the little sparrows jumping and jumping on the dead trees in a daze. Sometimes people envy small animals when they lose their freedom.

The sky outside the window looked very peaceful, but Luo Wenge knew that the surroundings were full of masters, and it was Xiao Yulan who used it to restrict him, and also to restrict others from approaching him.

Luo Wenge rubbed his nose, really wanted to go out and relax.

At this time, the envoy who went to change the prescription came back, holding a few books in his hand, and the writing revealed a simple and simple atmosphere.

Luo Wenge watched helplessly as the envoy put the book in front of him, and tapped his finger on it: "Look at this, the old man specially asked His Majesty to bring it here, to relieve your boredom."

Luo Wenge saw the writing: A detailed analysis of the human conditions and customs of northern Xinjiang.

Isn't this a travel guide book?

He flipped through the book and didn't see the name of the writer, so he raised his eyes and asked, "Where did this come from?"

"Speaking of it, this is a bit of history, and this book has something to do with you." The envoy moved a small stool and sat down, stroking his beard as if to have a long talk.

Luo Wenge lowered his eyes and turned to read two pages, then looked at the court envoy: "How can there be a relationship?"

The court envoy laughed and said: "This book was written by Mr. Luo Ge who passed away. He once went to northern Xinjiang, stayed there for half a year, and visited many places. What is described in this book is what he saw and heard."

Luo Wenge was surprised, if Luo Yao wrote it, it really had something to do with him.

Why is this book only in the royal family, why is it not in his family?

Luo Wenge looked puzzled: "After my father finished writing this, didn't he publish two more copies?"

An inexplicable emotion flashed across the face of the court envoy, and he turned his face away from him: "It's better for the only copies to be included in the royal family. If they are everywhere, the royal family may not be able to accept them."

这理由太蹩脚了，洛闻歌压根不相信。

The court envoy turned back to peek at him, saw him staring at him quietly, and said impatiently: "Actually, it's because the late emperor didn't want to, so he wanted to hide it for himself."

Luo Wenge said 'oh', turned two pages in the book, and found that it was full of pictures and texts, and his father in name was really talented.

The court envoy saw that he was interested, and said with a smile, "Isn't it interesting?"

Luo Wenge closed the book, and brushed his hand over the book: "Yeah, it made me very interested in Northern Xinjiang. I wish I could go and have a look at it in a low-key way now."

"Wait a little longer," said the envoy, "you can consider going there when you are in better health and can go out."

Luo Wenge smiled, but what he was thinking in his heart was that when those two Northern Xinjiang men were caught, he would go there in an aboveboard manner and thoroughly understand his opponents.

Beijiang sent people over to make troubles, so of course they couldn't be cowardly, and they had to go back, depending on who could do it better.

Luo Wenge felt that there was an envoy here, and if he wanted to know something, it would be better to ask him directly. Looking at the envoy's appearance, he should have some knowledge about Beijiang. He put the book aside, and asked closer, "Envoy, tell me about Beijiang. The royal family."

The court envoy paused while drinking tea, and raised his eyebrows to look at him: "How do you know that the old man understands the northern Xinjiang royal family?"

"The envoy is not interested in this book. Either he has read this book, or he knows more about the places described in it than this book. From the perspective of the envoy, it is more likely that he understands northern Xinjiang." Luo Wenge analyzed in an orderly manner road.

The court envoy observed him so meticulously, and sighed a little: "Sometimes I really sigh that you are worthy of being the Luo family."

Luo Wenge felt that the envoy said that probably because he guessed right, and he had long been used to compliments, so he just said: "The envoy, do you want to talk about it?"

"If you want to hear it, the old man doesn't mind talking about it." The envoy said slowly.

Luo Wenge rested his cheeks and waited for the next sentence.

Seeing this, the court envoy sipped tea to moisten his throat and began to speak: "Northern Xinjiang people are enthusiastic and bold. They usually look amiable, but when they fight, they are as tough as wolves. Because of this, the royal totem of northern Xinjiang was chosen as a wolf." .”

The two people from northern Xinjiang are quite suitable for this characteristic.The reason why Luo Wenge wanted the court envoy to refer to the royal family was because there were very few introductions in the case files of Dali Temple, making that place mysterious and unpredictable.

越是神秘越是让人有窥探欲，洛闻歌对那地方充满兴趣，想探索，就像那边对他们充满占有欲一样。

"The royal family of Northern Xinjiang has a secret that is not handed down from generation to generation. Their monarch is a woman. Speaking of this monarch, your father was once asked to marry by the monarch when he traveled in Northern Xinjiang." The envoy looked at him with a playful look. "Go there with your appearance, maybe you will meet me too."

Luo Wenge didn't know that Luo Yao had such a past. It seems that if there is a prequel to this book, the story of Luo Yao as the protagonist is also very exciting.

Luo Yao is a man of the hour who can make the northern Xinjiang royal family propose marriage in person, but when compared with the two, Luo Wenge is still modest: "I'm not as powerful as my father, and I went there to relieve the gu."

The court envoy wrote 'I believe in your evil' all over his face. He couldn't believe his words for a young man who had his hair uprooted and his insides were empty. Looking for you, the royal family should have been eyeing you very early."

Luo Wenge also felt this way, but the royal family did a good job of keeping it secret, so Linjiang Tower didn't find out, and they only focused on him because they were too popular recently.

It's really lucky to be targeted by someone who has never masked.

Luo Wenge thought for a moment, and asked, "Wouldn't it be that once I enter the northern border, it's like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth?"

"It depends on how you get in. You can get in with a big swagger. You can do whatever you want, but if you want to sneak in, you have to be more careful. The royal family's eyeliner is all over the corners of northern Xinjiang."

"Based on what the court envoy sees, which method is better for me?"

"They're all staring at you. It's not easy for you to go in low-key. Find a way to swagger past, so that they have to greet you, and they can't attack you yet."

Luo Wenge curled the corners of his lips, which coincided with the plan.

The court envoy didn't pay too much attention to his expression, and was still talking about the royal family: "Many people think that a woman is not enough to have a big picture as a monarch, but Northern Xinjiang is very different. The monarchs of all dynasties are all women, and they are all outstanding. Otherwise, Northern Xinjiang would have been captured long ago. I don't know what the current monarch looks like, but judging from the decision-making alone, he is an outstanding person."

Luo Wenge remembered this sentence, recalled the son of Beijiang whom he had met that day, and asked curiously: "Does the royal family have the habit of raising sons?"

The court envoy sipped his tea, squinting his eyes as if recalling: "Yes, this son is a son of a monarch to put it bluntly. To put it bluntly, he is a face-to-face prepared for the next monarch."

Luo Wenge raised his eyebrows: "Mian Shou?"

Is this what the monarch means by raising a man for his daughter?

The court envoy leaned closer and said in a low voice: "Yes, it is to help choose a man. This is not just a random man, there are many rules in it."

Men and women are drafted into the palace, and the fittest will survive.

What surprised Luo Wenge was that men from northern Xinjiang were still willing to do that, which might be due to regional differences.It is also a situation determined by the gender of the monarch.

“那一共可选出几位？”洛闻歌问。

The envoy showed admiration on his face: "You've got the point right now, five of them will be kept, one is the main one and four are the side ones. There is only one election for each monarch, and the competition is quite fierce."

Hearing this, Luo Wenge understood why those two people from northern Xinjiang were so afraid of death. It was probably because there was competition in the base camp, and they came here to do things to increase their chances of winning the palace.

If this is the case, it would be more effective to catch Jibha.

When choosing between the general and the face, the general is naturally more valuable.Even though Jibuha looks silly and silly, there must be something special about him, otherwise he can just be a general for fun?

Luo Wenge analyzed the latest useful plan, and he was so calm that he thought Xiao Yulan would come here quickly so that he could explain this matter clearly, so that he wouldn't catch someone with a blind eye and catch someone who didn't matter.

"Is there no surprise?" he asked.

The court envoy stroked his beard and smiled: "Of course, your father was like that at that time? Although it didn't work out, it was mostly spread among the public, which made the royal family very embarrassed."

"Don't the common people in northern Xinjiang know the truth about choosing a man?" Luo Wenge wondered, "Don't they know whether their ruler is a man or a woman?"

"I don't know." The envoy replied, "There is no such thing as looking directly at the holy face in northern Xinjiang. There is a veil to separate it, and it is difficult to see clearly. Even if there is a cat sitting on the throne, the ministers will only think that the monarch stole it." I ran to play, tried to catch someone but couldn’t find him, after all, I haven’t seen anyone.”

Luo Wenge thinks this is really a miraculous royal family, if it really does this, then... "Why hide that the monarch is a woman?"

"Women are hard to be convincing." The court envoy wrote lightly, "Many people think that women are inferior to men, but that's not always the case. The old man has met women who hang and beat all kinds of men."

Luo Wenge knew a little about the royal family, and was thinking about the mysterious decision made in that place, so he really wanted to go and have a look: "Being explained by the envoy in this way gave me a sudden enlightenment, and I finally figured out something."

The court envoy looked at him, and suddenly asked: "People from the northern Xinjiang royal family entered the city?"

This keen sense of smell is worthy of years of experience, Luo Wenge said softly, "Yes, I want to catch them."

The court envoy quickly frowned: "What is it?"

"One should be Mian Shou, and the other should be General." Luo Wenge said.

The envoy was straightforward: "To arrest the general, unless you can be sure that the face is very popular with the monarch, otherwise it will be a waste of effort to arrest."

Luo Wenge raised his lips and laughed: "I also have the same intention, and when His Majesty is overworked, I will tell the whole plan."

Speaking of waiting for Xiao Yulan to come, the court envoy swallowed the words of reminder again.

Forget it, the young ones like to pester, let them play by themselves.He is an old man mixing something.

Besides, if Luo Wenge woke up in the middle of the night and found Xiao Yulan sleeping next to her, wouldn't such a sudden surprise be even better?

The court envoys all decided to reduce the sleep-promoting ingredients in the soup for Luo Wenge, so there was no need to say anything about it.People don't sleep so dead, they can wake up with a little movement.

As a doctor, he really put his heart and soul into it. He just wanted to treat the patients, and he also thought of finding a way to match lovers.

The envoy took a few sips of tea: "You, you must learn to be honest."

"I want to be honest now so that he will give me a chance." Luo Wenge said helplessly.

The envoy got up and stretched, and said in a calm tone, "Then you just wait for this opportunity, it will come sooner or later."

Luo Wenge had no choice but to wait.

如院使所说，却是早晚等到了。

On the night of the seventh day of the first lunar month, the clouds were as beautiful as the moon, and Luo Wenge woke up in a daze after sleeping until midnight. The room was quiet, and the sleep aid scent that the nurse gave him before going to bed was very weak, lingering in his breath. , is a scent he is very familiar with.

This smell stimulated Luo Wenge to open his eyes all of a sudden, and turned his head to look inward. The small night light that was specially left not far away clearly illuminated Xiao Yulan's sleeping side face.

The other party was very close to him, his face was buried in the pillow, his hands were quite domineeringly inserted into his quilt from the other side, and they were wrapped around his waist like iron tongs.

Xiao Yulan's complexion is not bad, but the underside of her eyes is a little dark, which shows that she hasn't had enough sleep in the past few days.

Tonight, someone was caught by him and came over. Could it be that Xiao Yulan was always there when he fell asleep every night?

It's entirely possible.

Luo Wenge's indifferent heart suddenly became sweeter, thinking that Xiao Yulan was too cute.He said he was angry and didn't want to see him, but he was more honest than anyone else behind his back, and came here at the clock.

No wonder the envoy said that he would wait sooner or later, but he already knew that Xiao Yulan would come at night.

Luo Wenge curled his lips into a silent smile, and quietly raised his hand to tap Xiao Yulan's lips, looking arrogant.

Xiao Yulan's eyelashes trembled and his eyelids moved, obviously he was about to wake up.

Luo Wenge did not choose to continue pretending to be asleep, but opened his misty eyes, waiting for Xiao Yulan to wake up.

So Xiao Yulan opened her eyes and fell into a pair of well-groomed pupils, where there was a bit of banter and teasing.

萧毓岚：“…”

How did he wake up in the middle of the night?

The overturn came so suddenly that he didn't even have time to pretend to be a human being.

Luo Wenge smiled: "Your Majesty."

Xiao Yulan had a stern face, pretending to be indifferent: "Yes."

The hand moved away from his waist, and the body also retreated, clearly intending to draw a clear line.

How could Luo Wenge let someone run away after taking advantage of it? He reacted so quickly that he hugged Xiao Yulan with his backhand, and whispered, "Your Majesty wants to run?"

Xiao Yulan's eyebrows and eyes were cold, as if she really didn't care about him, her voice was alienated: "I'm sleepy, Luo Shaoqing don't need to mind too much, I won't come again in the future."

"Your Majesty really plans not to come?" Luo Wenge asked with a slight frown.

Xiao Yulan closed her eyes, her crow's eyelashes were stained with indifference, and did not answer.

Luo Wenge's thoughts changed slightly, and she leaned closer: "Then I miss you, what should I do?"