After the fall of the country, I became the male queen of my rival

"Report! The 50 enemy troops of the Northern Liang Kingdom have broken through the defense and are approaching the city!"

"Report! Before General Mo was beheaded! Yan City fell!"

"Report! The enemy army has entered Yancheng and is heading towards the palace!!"

"Boom!"

The thunder exploded, and the thunderbolt of lightning would illuminate the Ronghua Palace shrouded in dark clouds. In the messy palace, in front of the resplendent dragon chair, Luo Junhuai, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, looked at the empty hall. , staggering.

"boom."

The door of the hall was opened, and the supervisor of ceremonies rolled and fell into the hall, knelt and crawled into the hall, pointing to the outside of the hall with trembling voices.

"Come... come, kill!"

As soon as the words were finished, a sharp arrow shot from the outside, and a sharp arrow pierced through the throat, and then it was nailed to the golden screen carved with dragons and painted behind the dragon chair with a bang.

"Squeak."

The door of the hall opened wide, kick-tap-tap... The sound of combat boots stepping on the floor was approaching like death.

Luo Jun held the handle of the dagger tightly, and rushed over the moment the shadow approached.

"Overestimating one's abilities." A cold snort of disdain.

In an instant, a fierce wind came head-on, and with the buzzing of the sword, the blood-stained sword touched Luo Junhuai's neck.

"Bang Dang." The dagger fell to the ground.

The man held a long sword and wore a black armor, swinging like a blood-red cloak wantonly, his unruly black hair fell down his shoulder blades and the wind blew through his hair, and the golden dragon on the armor was looming.

The white light of lightning and thunderbolts clearly fell on the man's face, his eyes were as sharp as eagles, and his thin lips under the high bridge of his nose raised a mocking arc wantonly.

It seemed to be laughing at Luo Junhuai's panicked appearance.

"You are defeated."

This man was Chu Hengyi, the Emperor of Northern Liang who had driven him into a desperate situation.

Luo Junhuai clenched his fists tightly. As the emperor of a country, there was nothing left to say. If he lost, the only thing he could do was die.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his pale lips trembled slightly.

"Kill me."

He was waiting for his head to be cut off with a sword, but he was not reconciled, not reconciled to losing, not reconciled to being wiped out of the country, but...

Bang!

It was as if something was hitting his heart that was almost broken but tensed at this moment.

He opened his eyes, looked up, and saw the man's cold eyes, like a bottomless pool in a moonless night.

The heavy combat boots stepped on the edge of his dragon chair, trapping him between his feet and the dragon chair, and the big palm grabbed his skirt and lifted him up from the dragon chair.

"Where is that woman?"

When the first emperor was still alive, he had made a marriage contract with the Marquis of Jing'an, and when Luo Junhuai completed the weak crown ceremony, he would marry Jing Ruge, the daughter of the Marquis of Jing'an, as his queen.

Luo Junhuai had never seen her before, but growing up in the palace, he knew that the emperor's marriage was beyond his control, so he accepted it calmly early on.

On the same day that the weak crown ceremony ended, there was a feast for the Northern Liang Kingdom. Emperor Chu Hengyi accidentally saw Jing Ruge's portrait, greedy for its beauty, and ordered Jing Anhou to be brought here.

The two issued an edict almost at the same time, and the two groups of people arrived at Jing'anhou's mansion at the same time.

Jing Ruge is the future empress bestowed by the late emperor and Luo Junhuai's fiancée, how could he let his empress be a plaything for other countries.

The two did not give in and were at a stalemate. A courtier fanned the flames and Chu Hengyi was furious and sent soldiers and horses to enter Yannan Kingdom, and this scene happened now.

Facing his questioning gaze, and being scorned by him as a weakling, although he was defeated, Luo Junhuai never felt that he was wrong in this matter.

I only hate myself for losing, that's all.

He suddenly laughed, mockingly.

"Although I was defeated, you didn't win either." Luo Junhuai looked back at him with the same contemptuous eyes, and his pale lips moved up and down.

"Jing Ruge has already left Yancheng, if I can't get it, you can't get it either!"

Murderous intent flashed in the man's eyes, he raised his hand and grabbed his neck, the crown on the top of his head fell off, the blue hair drooped down, and unyielding tears glistened in his soft eyes.

Chu Hengyi's dark eyes flickered, as if there was an unknown beast lurking in the dark pool on a moonless night, and this beast was looking at him aggressively.

The corners of the man's mouth slowly raised, revealing a sneer that made Luo Junhuai tremble. The hilt of the sword brushed away the black hair hanging down his cheeks, and slowly slid across his delicate and jade-like cheeks, and slid down to his neck to provoke him. jaw.

"It is said that the little emperor of Yannan Kingdom is as tender as a woman, but he is as vulnerable as a woman when I saw him today."