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

The lights of Wanjia have been extinguished, but Ditian Palace is as bright as day.

There is no moon and no wind today, and it is clearly spring, but it is as muggy as an evening in the scorching heat of July.

Luo Xiaojun nervously hugged his pitifully thin baggage. In fact, what he was holding was just a baggage. Apart from the eunuch uniform on his body, he had nothing else. Where did he get any luggage.

I don't know what Chu Hengyi wants to do, let him serve in the middle of the night?

Although doing this is just like Luo Xiaojun's intention to get close to Chu Hengyi, but the "wish" is realized too quickly, and it is inevitable to be "flattered".

Behind the Yaoguang Hall is Chu Hengyi's bedroom. The emperor's bedroom is usually separated from the main hall where government affairs are handled, but Chu Hengyi is not. He built his bedroom behind the Yaoguang Hall.

Luo Xiaojun let out a breath, pushed open the ornately carved wooden door, the first thing that came into view was a piece of white gauze, layers upon layers of which was hazy and lonely.

Stepping in, the door slammed shut as soon as his heels hit the ground.

Luo Xiaojun turned his head to look at the closed door, a gust of wind blew the white gauze fluttering, suddenly a magnified face approached, the dim fish eyes made Luo Xiaojun almost faint from fright.

He staggered and almost leaned against the door, his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

"You are Luo Junhuai." The hoarse voice gave off the same lifeless feeling as his appearance, like a walking dead.

Luo Xiaojun patted his heart and muttered. "Almost scared me to death..."

The eunuch led the way with a low voice. "Come with us."

Luo Xiaojun hesitated for a moment and followed, bypassing the white gauze, and what came into view was a big bed carved with dragons and pecking gold, with pure white curtains pouring down from the top and falling down the edge of the bed.

There is nothing in the huge bedroom, except for this bed, and the white gauze that almost covers the entire hall.

"Your Majesty, people are coming."

The eunuch standing in front gave a weak report and then left. His steps were very light. If he hadn't seen his feet, Luo Xiaojun even suspected that he had floated over.

The bedroom fell into silent silence, Luo Xiaojun looked around, he felt that this place gave him a gloomy feeling, not like a room, but like a mourning hall where the dead lay.

The candle was half burned, and the flame was shaking, but Chu Hengyi didn't talk to him, didn't he ask him to serve him?

Watch him sleep?

Standing like this is really boring, Luo Xiaojun finally set his eyes on the Youlong Sword beside the bed. This Youlong Sword is Chu Hengyi's personal saber. In the novel, he will carry it everywhere.

It is said that the Youlong Sword cuts iron like mud, can break hairs by blowing it, and can take the head of a person ten meters away with the sword energy. The author can be described as miraculous.

Luo Xiaojun had long wanted to see if You Longjian was so powerful.

Curiosity drove him to walk over boldly, and carefully pushed aside the veil.

Chu Hengyi's eyes were closed tightly, and the thin lips under the tall bridge of the nose let out a thin breathing sound, and his chest rose and fell slowly and rhythmically.

Stretching out his hand in front of his eyes to confirm that he was asleep, Luo Xiaojun climbed onto the bed on his knees.

When fingers touched the blade, Luo Xiaojun's hairs stood on end as the cold feeling spread from the fingertips.

so amazing……

Luo Xiaojun was amazed, he hugged the sword, it was so heavy that he could barely move it.

The cat stooped, holding Youlongjian in his arms, and tiptoed off the bed.

"This carver!"

"This material!"

"And this feeling..."

I didn't expect to see the sword that only exists in novels in my lifetime.

Luo Xiaojun's eyes lit up, and he touched the sword hilt from the bottom to the top, and finally stroked the dragon head on the hilt with his fingers, giggling.

"like?"

"Who doesn't like it, this is a precious sword!"

"Want to pull it out?"

"Of course!" almost without thinking.

"……Eh?"

Luo Xiaojun turned his head and went up the obscene pants, facing the man's frosty face, Luo Xiaojun squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"When did Your Majesty wake up..."

The man's eyes were dark, he didn't know if it was the anger of not being woken up, the anger of someone touching the sword next to him, or both.

Luo Xiaojun bit the bullet and smirked. "Sword, the sword is dirty, I will clean it for you, hehe..."

He tugged his sleeves to wipe it, then picked it up with both hands, and presented it to the man respectfully.

Chu Hengyi stood like this, with a chill that could almost freeze everything around him.

The sword was so heavy that Luo Xiaojun had to hold it with both hands to hold it, and holding it with both hands handed it to him, it was really difficult for his arm strength, and his hands began to tremble after a while.

"I destroyed your country, do you hate it..."

Any expression on Chu Hengyi's face.

"Don't you just want to kill me? There are so many people in this world who want to kill me. Now I can give you a chance to pull it out."

He approached step by step, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his eyes were so gloomy that they were filled with darkness.

Luo Xiaojun took a step back.

"It's not what you think, I'm just curious about this sword, let's take a look."

The man sneered. "I have seen countless people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, but I am the first one like you, coward."

These two words, as if touching Luo Xiaojun's back scales, made him angry, Luo Xiaojun stopped backing, and his eyes were sharp.

"Some people are alive, but they are already dead. Some people are dead but still alive! Yes, you can kill me if you destroy Yan Nanguo, but Yan Nanguo won't just disappear like this. I don't hate you, but feel You are very poor."

"Just because you are an emperor, you don't put other countries in your eyes. Have you ever thought that if one day, you are no longer an emperor, I am afraid that everyone in the world will want to kill him! No friends, no friends, no one treats you sincerely, and Aren't you pitiful for the enemy of the world?"

"Kang Dang" the sword fell to the ground, and then there was a muffled bang, the man strangled his neck and pressed him against the door quilt.

"Let go, let go..."

Luo Xiaojun struggled, and the strength in the man's hand not only did not decrease but became heavier and heavier.

He slapped indiscriminately, even using his nails, his vision gradually blurred, his neck was so painful that he almost lost consciousness, and as his breathing became thinner, Luo Xiaojun's hands fell limply.

In the blurred vision, the man's lips opened and closed, and he seemed to be saying something angrily.

Luo Xiaojun suddenly stopped being angry. He felt that the reason why the other party was angry was because he had touched a painful point.

It's ridiculous, in fact he laughed, the pale smile on his lips completely offended him, he threw him away fiercely, and the unconscious Luo Xiaojun was thrown to the ground hard.

Chu Hengyi's chest was heaving, his eyes were bloodshot under his messy hair, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and his bloodthirsty red lips gritted his teeth and spit out a sentence.

"Don't let him die, I want to let him, life is better than death!"