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

Within an hour of Luo Xiaojun's stay in the imperial dining room, the imperial dining room burned three fires. After one meal was finished, the imperial cook and the eunuch who did odd jobs each had their scorched faces, hoarse voices, and despairing eyes. Watching Luo Xiaojun leave.

"It can be regarded as gone. If you come again, the imperial dining room will definitely explode."

"Fortunately, this is the imperial dining room. If we go to the military hangar, the whole Emperor Tiangong will be burned."

"I just hope Mr. Luo won't come again."

With a heavy heart, everyone pushed open the door of the imperial dining room, and looked at the scorched stove, all kinds of vegetables scattered in strange shapes and colors, and unknown objects that could not be seen as meat.

They looked at each other and mourned for the king at the same time.

Luo Xiaojun was full of achievements, carrying the meals he had just prepared, and when he arrived at the Yaoguang Palace bedroom, he saw that the door was split in two, the stove in the room was also overturned, and the charcoal was spilled all over the floor.

"what happened?"

Luo Xiaojun walked in, and he was relieved when he saw that Chu Hengyi was still sitting on the chair.

Putting down the tray in his hand, Luo Xiaojun walked up to him.

"How are you……"

His waist tightened, and before he could finish speaking, the man suddenly hugged him as if Luo Xiaojun would leave him if he let go.

"Xiaojun." He lowered his head, the murderous aura that had not faded remained in his eyes under the eyelashes.

"What happened just now?" Luo Xiaojun asked cautiously.

"Just a trivial assassin."

He said lightly, then raised his eyes and the murderous look in his eyes receded.

"Let me see what Xiaojun has done for me."

In the tray on the table, there is a plate of colorless vegetables, a pot of thick soup, a bowl of burnt rice and a few pieces of half-cooked taro.

He picked up the chopsticks.

Luo Xiaojun stared at his lips.

He opened his mouth to take a mouthful of rice, Gulu swallowed it, picked up a colorless vegetable and swallowed it again, and then he scooped up the soup.

Luo Xiaojun grabbed his hand.

"Don't eat."

"Young Jun made it for me, it would be a pity if I didn't eat it.

Chu Hengyi continued to eat mouthful after mouthful, until there was nothing left.

"The taste is very good."

Luo Xiaojun's eyes flickered, he deliberately made the cooking very bad, although his cooking skills are not good, but this time it is not only bad, but dark cooking that is so dark that it cannot be darker.

And this man actually ate it, and there was nothing left.

The eyes are slightly sour, it is absolutely impossible not to be touched.

At the same time, it was a pity that he wanted to make him angry by cooking unpalatable meals, and it would be best to drive him out of the palace.

The man stood up after wiping the corners of his lips gracefully, Luo Xiaojun asked softly:

"Where are you going?"

Chu Heng smiled and whetted his appetite. "You'll know when you go."

Small pieces of fine snow fell in the gray sky, Luo Xiaojun looked sideways at the man standing beside him and embracing his shoulders.

He never tied his hair up, and his waist-length black hair was unruly. His brows were like blades, his eyebrows were calm and majestic, his phoenix eyes were as cold as frost, and his thin lips under the high bridge of his nose were always pursed and pulled down slightly.

The corners of his mouth are rarely raised, there are a few times, but most of the time, he raises the corners of his lips like this, staring into deep eyes, even if he smiles at him and looks at himself with doting eyes.

But he always felt that he was not really happy.

Looking back at the broken door of the bedroom, what kind of assassin could break through the rush defense of Ditian Palace and destroy Chu Hengyi's bedroom like this.

Luo Xiaojun wanted to ask several times, but he still didn't ask.

If you are not determined to stay, why bother to walk into his heart.It's better for him to be less involved in his affairs.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Luo Xiaojun looked around again, the road became strange, he had never been here before.

"Where are we going?"

"Nine Beads Pagoda."

The Nine Beads Pagoda has nine floors and eight anises. There is a dragon coiled on each of the eight corners.

"arrive."

Luo Xiaojun raised his head, and Bai Xue covered the pagoda with a layer of silver frost, which couldn't conceal the majesty.

The people waiting in front of the pagoda were not the Imperial Forest Army, but the attendants in black from the Elder Hall.

Luo Xiaojun helped Chu Hengyi go in, and the attendants in black bowed and stood aside without obstructing them. After they entered, one of them left quietly and went to the elder hall to report the news.

"Go up."

Luo Xiaojun raised his head, seeing the densely packed stairs made him dizzy.

"You don't want to go to the top, do you?"

Chu Hengyi didn't speak, just took a step up.

He was going, Luo Xiaojun had no choice but to follow him, and finally reached the top of the tower after a while, Luo Xiaojun was so tired that he sat on the ground, on the contrary, Chu Hengyi, who was injured and needed to be 'take care of', walked more and more energetically.

Luo Xiaojun looked at his straight back and frowned.

Why is it difficult to walk in the bedroom and need to be served everywhere, but here you walk briskly?

Looking around, Luo Xiaojun was stunned.

It looks like a huge library here, with bookshelves neatly arranged in a fan shape, and various wooden slips, bamboo slips, oracle bones, and stone carvings are placed on the bookshelves.

Luo Xiaojun picked up a piece of oracle bone, and the words carved on it were jerky and difficult to understand, but he could vaguely understand and guessed that there was one written on it.

"Famous Emperor"

Then open the letters of other books.

These books record the past of the emperors of all dynasties, from the three meals a day, to the court hall to the harem, there are records.

His eyes fell on a bookshelf not far away. Only a small part of this bookshelf was filled, unlike other bookshelves that were full.

The words 'Emperor Chu' are written on the bookshelf.

Luo Xiaojun went over lightly, grabbed a book slip, and unraveled the twine.

"Let me see if Chu Hengyi ever gets embarrassed."

On June 753, [-] in Beiliang, Chu Hengyi, a young boy from the Beilang tribe who entered the Emperor Tiangong, was unruly and unyielding, and his husband felt a headache. He thought he was not the emperor's reserve, so he abandoned him.

On June [-]th, Chu Hengyi fought with a student and wounded others. He was whipped fifty times by the Department of Correction and Punishment, but he still did not repent.

On June [-], after being punished, the great elder took Chu Hengyi into custody, ordered him not to eat or drink, and ordered him to repent.

On June [-]th, Chu Hengyi set fire to the school house.

……

Luo Xiaojun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Chu Hengyi really didn't make people feel at ease since he was a child.

Putting down one scroll, Luo Xiaojun was attracted by another scroll of scarlet bamboo slips

He reaches for it.

"come here."

With a shake of his hand, the bamboo slips fell to the ground, Luo Xiaojun picked up the bamboo slips and put them back on the bookshelf.

Turning around and walking towards Chu Hengyi's direction, just as he took a step, a voice suddenly rang in his ear.

"Mr. Luo."

Luo Xiaojun looked behind him, there was nothing, the red bamboo slips on the bookshelf were more bright red than before.

Luo Xiaojun shook his head, he must be overthinking.

Turning his head, Chu Hengyi appeared behind him at some point and grabbed his wrist.

"follow me."

Luo Xiaojun was pulled forward by him, surrounded by fan-shaped bookshelves at the very front, there was a desk, and a sheepskin scroll with wet ink was placed on the desk.

Chu Hengyi was writing something here just now.

He handed him the brush.

"Write your name."

Luo Xiaojun looked at the words on the paper, Luo Xiaojun didn't recognize these words, and didn't know what was written on them.

Seeing Luo Xiaojun's bewildered face, the man held his hand, hugged him from behind and dropped the brush on the blank space in the lower right corner of the white paper.

"Right here, write your name."

"What's written in it?" Luo Xiaojun asked.

Chu Hengyi's voice was hoarse. "Young master doesn't understand Yan Nanguo's characters?"

Luo Xiaojun was flustered, pretending to be calm and smiling.

"I, of course I know, isn't it just a signature, I just write it."

In a moment of panic, what Luo Xiaojun wrote was his real name, Luo Xiaojun.

Chu Hengyi watched quietly, with a vague smile on the corner of his lips.

After Luo Xiaojun finished writing, Chu Hengyi took the brush and wrote his name on the other side in a fluttering motion, and then stamped a seal on it.

The sound of footsteps came, and the great elder brought people over. When he saw the seal that Chu Hengyi left, his eyes widened.

"It's just ridiculous."

With a cold snort, he walked away.

Luo Xiaojun looked suspiciously at the writing on the parchment that looked like Martian script.

He faintly felt that he had signed something extraordinary.

Looking at Chu Hengyi again, he was looking at him with gentle eyes, and the reflection of his astonishment was in those dark and bottomless eyes.

Chu Hengyi embraced his waist and rubbed it lightly to soothe his restless heart.

Luo Xiaojun glanced back at the red scroll, turned his head and went downstairs.

After returning to the palace to serve him to take medicine and change the dressing, the sky gradually darkened, and after serving Chu Hengyi to bed, Luo Xiaojun planned to leave.

"pain!"

Chu Hengyi suddenly clutched his stomach in pain.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Luo Xiaojun asked worriedly.

Chu Hengyi looked in unbearable pain. "Maybe it's your cooking that made me eat up my stomach."

Luo Xiaojun coughed lightly.

"I'm going to find someone."

"How do you plan to explain to them after you find them, saying that you deliberately poisoned the emperor?"

Luo Xiaojun's eyes widened. "I don't."

Chu Hengyi raised his lips obliquely, with a half-smile, his eyes full of cunning.

"You have nothing to prove, you can't give evidence, but there are a lot of evidence against you."

After Luo Xiaojun heard this, he immediately became angry.

"Well, you Chu Hengyi, I said how can you eat it, so here is waiting for me." Fortunately, he was touched by himself!

He was so angry that his cheeks flushed red.

Chu Hengyi frowned. "Then are you going to call someone now?"

Luo Xiaojun sat down on the chair. "Don't shout, it will hurt you to death like this."

"If I die, Xiaojun will not have a husband. If I become a widow, I will have no place to cry when I am bullied."

"Who said that I want to marry you." Luo Xiaojun pouted, eyes widened with anger.

The man raised his chin and kissed the corner of his lips.

"It will be soon."

Luo Xiaojun's face was burning hot, he pushed him away without thinking, Chu Hengyi fell back on the bed motionless.

"Chu Hengyi, Chu Hengyi?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, Luo Xiaojun sat by the bed and approached him.

"It won't really cause problems, don't scare me."

He stretched out his hand to probe his breath, and was suddenly caught by the man's big palm Wei Weiyi, leaning forward and throwing himself into the man's arms, the man picked up the quilt, and Luo Xiaojun had already arrived under his quilt, with his arms bent down.

"Don't think about leaving tonight."