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

Jing Ruge couldn't move him, and turned to look at him.

"Why don't you go?"

"Tell me what happened."

Jing Ruge knew that she couldn't hide it, and she didn't intend to hide it from Luo Xiaojun anymore, so she let go of his hand.

"sorry."

"Why did you say sorry to me?" Luo Xiaojun was puzzled.

"I lied to you, and I lied to everyone."

After saying these words, Jing Ruge suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

"Zheng Yuanzhou took my mother away and threatened me to marry Chu Hengyi and stay in the palace as an internal response. I tried my best to obtain his military report and passed it on to Zheng Yuanzhou. Chu Hengyi almost died after losing the battle. I was also partly responsible for the loss, I thought he would stop and keep his promise to let my mother go, but I was wrong."

She looked at Luo Xiaojun, "He imprisoned you here to use you to lure Chu Hengyi into his trap."

"So, it's a lie that you married Chu Hengyi?" Luo Xiaojun's eyes flickered, and he was vaguely expecting something in his heart.

Jing Ruge shrugged. "Chu Hengyi didn't marry me at all. On the day we got married, he released everyone's pigeons and went to the battlefield."

Seeing Luo Xiaojun's relieved look, Jing Ruge smiled, with a look of understanding.

"You really like him, don't you?"

Cheeks flushed. "What and what, how can I like him, he and I are both men, besides, he is yours."

Jing Ruge approached Luo Xiaojun. "I'm curious."

"what?"

"Why do you always say I want to marry him, he is my husband, this tone?"

"That's because..." Luo Xiaojun lowered his eyes.

"This is your fate."

"Fate? Pfft, hahaha." Jing Ruge laughed loudly.

"why are you laughing."

"I don't know what fate is. I only know that he loves you very much and is willing to sacrifice his life for himself. Now you can either run away with me or go to save him."

Luo Xiaojun opened the door almost without hesitation and ran out.

The wind whistled past his ears, as if there was a voice urging him, hurry up, hurry up.

……

In front of the gate of the Yancheng Imperial Palace, Chu Hengyi stood alone in front of the palace gate, with the unmelted snow from the North Liang Kingdom still on his body.

"Where is he."

The palace gate opened, and soldiers in blue armor stood neatly on both sides of the gate, and walked out one by one after the sound of their boots stamping on the ground.

Zheng Yuanzhou was dressed in blue-black armor and held a thick epee in his hand. He stood at the gate of the city leaning on the sword with a sullen face.

"You still have the courage to come." The hatred of destroying the country, the hatred of subjugating the country, killing him a hundred times is not enough to vent his anger.

He hated Chu Hengyi to the bone.

Chu Hengyi pulled out the Dragon Sword and pointed it at him, the blade trembled and let out a humming thirst for blood.

Like the master of the sword, murderous.

"Where is he."

Zheng Yuanzhou stepped out of the way. "He is in the palace, if you want to see him, please go ahead."

Chu Hengyi narrowed his eyes, it was obviously a trap.

"If you don't dare, go back." Zheng Yuanzhou sneered, he just wanted to let Luo Xiaojun see Chu Hengyi's true face, he was just greedy for his skin.

Chu Hengyi stepped forward, his eyes were firm and he walked towards the palace without hesitation.

Zheng Yuanzhou's hand holding the sword trembled, he could kill Chu Hengyi immediately, but his heart couldn't be happier, he would rather Chu Hengyi not come than let him be Luo Xiaojun and die.

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps, five steps...

Countless arrows were aimed at Chu Hengyi on the palace tower. No matter how powerful he was in martial arts, he would never be able to avoid so many bows and arrows. In addition, he had injuries on his body, and his skills were greatly reduced, so he couldn't survive.

The bow was full, and Chu Hengyi's pace had not stopped. He raised his eyes and looked at the closed door in front of the Jinluan Hall.

It was in this place that the emperor, who had no strength and looked as delicate as a woman, wanted to kill him beyond his control?

What started, fell in love with him?

He threw him into a dungeon and tortured him for a month without confessing. He was tired and planned to end his life.

He will never forget that in that dark dungeon, with his clear and clean eyes, he said some nonsensical words, smirked without thinking, pointed at him and made comments, pretending to be stupid as if he didn't care about anything.

He wanted to destroy him, he felt that he shouldn't be like this, he should be desperate instead of optimistic and smirking with his wounds all over his body.

But gradually, he found that he couldn't do it.

It's like having a small pet that looks at you with clear eyes and wags its tail when you raise the knife to slaughter.

Anyone would hesitate, and Chu Hengyi was no exception.

From a little unbearable to the subsequent temptation, he has gradually fallen into it.

He didn't want to admit that he fell in love with Luo Xiaojun, he was just a prisoner, a subjugated king, he tried to follow the elder's words to marry Jing Ruge.

But he couldn't do it after all.

"Little Jun, I'm here."

Chu Hengyi walked towards the middle of the trap. The gate of the Jinluan Hall was the best range, and he couldn't escape.

Zheng Yuan regretted it day and night. He regretted that on the day Chu Hengyi led the army to attack the city, he protected Jing Ruge to leave and let Luo Junhuai be humiliated in the palace.

He wanted revenge, for Luo Junhuai, for his emperor, and for the regret in his heart that he couldn't get rid of.

Even if he will hate him in the future, he will not hesitate.

The hand fell, weighing as much as a thousand catties.

"Fire arrows!"

"Crack!" The closed hall door opened, and a slender man appeared in the middle of the hall entrance.

Chu Hengyi walked towards him without stopping.

Luo Xiaojun didn't care too much, he gritted his teeth and rushed out of the hall, and ran towards him, the steps were too high, he jumped down from the ten-meter steps directly, the gauze clothes fluttered and his black hair intertwined, and threw himself into the arms of the man.

Chu Hengyi opened his arms to catch him, but Luo Xiaojun threw him to the ground and hugged him tightly.

"There is a trap! Go!"

Chu Hengyi was stunned, listening to his anxious words and his stupid rescue, there was endless warmth in his black eyes.

"If you hold me like this, I can't escape even more."

Luo Xiaojun realized that he had thrown Chu Hengyi to the ground.

But the arrow didn't shoot out, it was Zheng Yuanzhou who gave the order to stop at the very moment.

Zheng Yuanzhou clenched his fists and looked at the two with red eyes. "Why did you save him?"

"Swoosh!" A soldier shook his hand and shot an arrow.

The person the arrow aimed at was Luo Xiaojun.

"Jun Huai."

Zheng Yuanzhou tried to catch the shot sword but it was too late.

The arrow was too fierce to avoid, Chu Hengyi stood up and suddenly hugged Luo Xiaojun.

With a muffled snort, the man's figure shook slightly, and the hands around his waist tightened a little, causing Luo Xiaojun to frown.

Chu Hengyi kissed his hair. "Xiaojun, do you know that I was born in a Beilang tribe, and our tribe has an unwritten rule."

"What rules?"

"Anyone who has had skin-to-skin contact is a husband and wife."

Blood slid down the corner of his mouth, and Chu Hengyi's hand hanging down hugged him.

Luo Xiaojun's shoulders sank, and he wanted to push him away, but what he touched was hot and sticky.

The man slipped from him and fell to the ground, Luo Xiaojun looked at his hands.

"Blood!"

Looking at Chu Hengyi who was lying on the ground again, he realized that he had been shot in the back by an arrow. Thinking of his action of protecting him just now, Luo Xiaojun's heart tightened.

"Chu Hengyi, Chu Hengyi."

Seeing him not moving, Luo Xiaojun panicked.

"Don't scare me."

Zheng Yuanzhou rushed over and grabbed Luo Xiaojun's hand.

"Come with me."

"No!"

Luo Xiaojun threw off his arm and shook his head.

"I won't leave him alone."

Zheng Yuanzhou wrinkled his nose sullenly. "You can think clearly, if you leave him, you will no longer be my emperor."

Fighting continued on the city tower, Chu Hengyi's soldiers rushed into the palace, and the soldiers beside him shouted.

"General Zheng, retreat quickly."

"I'm not." Luo Xiaojun walked towards Chu Hengyi.

There seemed to be something in Zheng Yuanzhou's heart, which collapsed piece by piece as he walked away.

The soldiers from the Northern Liang Kingdom came, and Zheng Yuanzhou could only retreat reluctantly.

In the bedroom, Chu Hengyi was lying on the couch, and the doctor found from the city hurried in with a medicine box on his back, while Luo Xiaojun and other soldiers were waiting outside.

He was sitting at the door, his hands were covered in blood, his eyes were straight, and his hands were trembling.

"Your Lord was seriously injured in the Beimenguan Pass. If others would have been unable to hold on, Your Lord was struggling until he repelled the soldiers and horses of Yu Kingdom. When he learned that you were taken away, he took a shortcut in the blizzard overnight regardless of his injuries. Come on, the prime minister knelt on the wall to intercept Jun Shang and jumped over the prime minister on horseback. Now that Jun Shang is injured more and more, he can't hold on, Jun Shang...he really cares about you." The soldier beside him said in a deep voice.

"He is for me..." Luo Xiaojun choked his throat.

"Crack." The hall door opened.

Luo Xiaojun rushed over.

"How is he? Is the arrow wound deep? Does he hurt? Did you use Mabosan? The Jiaotang team Dujia steamed for you. Is there much bleeding? The wound is not fatal..."

Luo Xiaojun asked several questions in a series, and the doctor didn't know which sentence to answer first, so he said in a daze:

"Your Majesty already has injuries on his body, new injuries and old injuries, even I..." He sighed.

Luo Xiaojun's face was pale, Chu Hengyi's injury even the doctor can't do anything about it?

"No, Chu Hengyi will be fine." Before the doctor could finish speaking, Luo Xiaojun rushed into the bedroom.

The doctor continued. "...it took a lot of time to heal the wound. Your Majesty is no longer in danger of his life. He has profound internal strength and he just needs to heal his wounds. However, your majesty's pulse is a bit strange. I haven't seen such a pulse for many years. "After he finished speaking, he looked at Luo Xiaojun, but there was no one beside him, only a strong black-faced general.

"What about the young man?"

"..."

Luo Xiaojun pushed the door and entered, looking at Chu Hengyi who was lying on the bed, his face was thinner than the last time he saw it, stretched out to touch his face, the cold touch made his heart constrict and throb .

"You are Chu Hengyi, the emperor of Beiliang Kingdom, you will not die, no."

He bit his lip, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

"You shouldn't come... You shouldn't come." Tears fell on the man's face.

The man grabbed his hand, Luo Xiaojun's body froze, the man was looking at him dotingly in his eyes blurred by tears.

"The way you cry is really ugly."