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

Chu Hengyi pushed the door open and entered, and was very happy to see Luo Xiaojun sitting on the bed.

"do not come!"

Seeing him, the person on the bed suddenly jumped off the bed, and he stepped back with bare feet and looked at him with eyes full of horror.

"Mr.?"

He took a step closer, Luo Junhuai picked up the medicine bowl on the table and threw it at Chu Hengyi.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"Brother Xiao Jun is probably frightened, otherwise, Your Majesty will go out first." Seeing that something was wrong, Ah Jiu persuaded.

Chu Hengyi nodded. "Okay, I'll go out, Xiaojun, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

He slowly backed out, Luo Junhuai closed the door and put the downbolt on it, this was not enough, he went to push the table against the door, and after finishing all this, he fell down on the ground decadently, holding his head, muttering in his mouth .

"This is not my bedroom, not..."

"Brother Jun?"

Ah Jiu approached him cautiously. "Brother Jun, you're fine, don't be afraid, it was your majesty who saved you."

"Save me?"

He sneered, his eyes full of hatred. "He destroyed my country, killed my soldiers and people, and saved me?"

Ah Jiu covered her lips. "Brother Jun, you won't forget everything, will you?"

"Forget? How could I forget!" His eyes were red and his teeth were gritted.

"Young brother, don't you remember? Three days later, you will marry the emperor and become the empress of Beiliang Kingdom."

Luo Junhuai froze suddenly, and he looked at the strange little eunuch in front of him in disbelief. "Marry him?"

Ah Jiu nodded. "Brother Little Jun loves Junshang very much, and His Majesty loves Brother Jun very much, and His Majesty even did not hesitate to expel the Great Elder from the Ditian Palace for you."

Luo Junhuai lowered his eyes, turning his eyes left and right, wondering what he was thinking about, for a long time he said gloomyly:

"Tell me everything you know."

Ah Jiu only felt that Brother Xiaojun was a bit scary now, he didn't think much about it, he just thought that Luo Xiaojun fell into the sea and was frightened, in order to make him recover, Ah Jiu shared his past with Chu Hengyi one by one Come.

From becoming a little eunuch to becoming Ping Yanhou through meritorious service, to having to leave to open a magic laundry shop in Licheng, and then to the battle in Beimen City and the kidnapped king risking his life to save him.

After talking about the past, Ah Jiu looked at him cautiously.

"Brother Xiao Jun is your past, do you remember?"

"I see, you go out."

He stood up and turned his back to Ah Jiu, a cold and cruel arc curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Ah Jiu moved the cabinet and opened the door, and Chu Hengyi who was waiting outside came in.

"Xiao Jun." He hugged him from behind, buried his nose in his hair, and his voice was hoarse.

"I made you suffer."

"How do you plan to compensate me?" The voice was flat, even cold.

Seeing him speak, Chu Hengyi was very happy. "Whatever you want, I will give it to you as long as you want it."

"I want to restore the Southern Chu Kingdom."

"I'll let someone do it right away. As long as you're happy, I'll give you anything."

Luo Jun broke free from his hand without any trace.

"I'm tired."

Chu Hengyi's arms were empty, and he lowered his arms in frustration.

"Rest well, I'll see you later."

After he left, Luo Junhuai took off his coat and threw it on the ground fiercely, washing the hands touched by Chu Hengyi in the copper basin.

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, he curled his lips coldly.

"Chu Hengyi will ruin your reputation for sure, forever!"

……

"No!"

"Ho ho..."

Luo Xiaojun sat on the bed panting heavily.

The moment the sun opened his eyes, his eyes were temporarily blinded. He closed his eyes and breathed the air, and the feeling of suffocation from falling into the bottom of the sea still left a tingling feeling in his lungs.

After trying several times to open his eyes, the picture in front of him changed from hazy to clear. There was a beeping sound from the instrument next to his ear, and his goal was white sheets, white walls, and snow-white curtains.

He looked at his hand with the needle inserted, and suddenly realized something.

"I am back?"

The door of the ward was pushed open from the outside, and with a bang, the takeaway bag fell to the ground, Wushang with a skewer in his mouth looked at him in disbelief.

"you're awake!"

"Unscrupulous..." Luo Xiaojun pulled out the needle, stepped off the bed and grabbed his arm.

"What's going on, how did I come back?"

Wuliang broke away his hand, picked up the takeaway bag from the ground, set up the small table beside the hospital bed, took out the takeaway from the bag and placed it on the table.

Seeing that Luo Xiaojun was still standing at the door, he sighed.

"Let's talk when we're full."

Luo Xiaojun hesitated for a moment and walked over, sat on the bed and picked up the chopsticks, took the plastic tableware he handed over and ate it in big mouthfuls.

"You can still eat, which means you don't have any major problems." Wuliang smiled.

Luo Xiaojun finished the meal as quickly as possible.

Wuliang tidied up the table, leaned on the chair in front of the hospital bed and crossed Erlang's legs.

"I happened to pass by the door of your house when I came home. The door was half open. When I went in, I saw you lying on the door of the toilet, so I sent you to the hospital."

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Unscrupulously patted him on the shoulder. "I have paid for your hospitalization expenses for the past few days, remember to count the meal expenses for these few days, and remember to pay back the money. I am a hard-working poor author, so don't rely on me."

As he spoke, he handed over the QR code.

Luo Xiaojun scanned the QR code to pay, and left Wushang.

The nurse came in to check and said that Luo Xiaojun's health was fine. In the afternoon, the leader and colleagues came to visit him. He went through the discharge procedures in a daze, and returned to the apartment by subway.

He took out the key from his trouser pocket and opened the door, looking at the empty room, he hesitated for a moment.

He threw the medicine on the table casually, lay on the bed covering his eyes with his arms, and tears rolled down his eyes.

It's too real, he can't... treat him as a dream.

Turning over, curled up and hugged himself tightly.

"Ayi, Ayi..."

Tears soaked the pillowcase.

No, not a dream!

He turned on his phone and opened the novel software, and it showed 404.

He sat up and turned on the computer, searching for the title of the book.

"Nothing is impossible……"

He continued to search, but no matter which webpage he was on, there was no name of the book.

He simply typed the word unscrupulous on the webpage.

When I opened his homepage, I found that his books were not popular, only a few collections.

"How is this going?"

He remembered that Wuliang was a well-known writer with a great reputation and countless book fans.

The next day Luo Xiaojun came to work in the company and found a female colleague who pushed books for him.

"What the hell are you talking about? How could I push the book to you, and the name is so vulgar."

Luo Xiaojun froze in place.

Xiao Zhang patted him on the shoulder. "I heard that when people fall into a deep coma, they will have fantasies that they have done certain things."

He handed him an after-sales maintenance bill.

"There is an old lady whose washing machine is broken, go and have a look."

Luo Xiaojun walked out of the company with a toolbox on his back, and drove to a housing building.

Pushing away the stairwell, it was dark and filled with an unpleasant smell.

Luo Xiaojun went up to the fourth floor and knocked on one of the residents. The one who opened the door was a hunchbacked old lady who had no teeth in her mouth and was slurring her words.

"Boy, come in."

Luo Xiaojun found her washing machine on the balcony. The old style should have passed the warranty period, so Luo Xiaojun started to repair it silently.

"Seeing that you haven't spoken all the time, are you broken in love?"

the old lady asked.

Luo Xiaojun stopped what he was doing, "I don't know."

Unscrupulously, the tenant next door to his apartment happened to see himself in a coma and sent him to the hospital.The female colleague said that she had never recommended a book to him, and now he even began to wonder if what he experienced was just a fantasy during his coma.

"Look at what you said, if you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it, there is nothing you don't know." The old lady laughed.

Luo Xiaojun continued to be busy with the things in hand, tried the machine, and after confirming that it started normally, he picked up the toolbox.

"Boy, I know my washing machine is out of warranty long ago, thank you for being willing to help me. My grandson gave me two museum tickets a few days ago. I can't move my bones. I'll give it to you .”

"no need."

"Tell you to accept it, just accept it!"

Luo Xiaojun couldn't refuse, so he could only accept it.

"If you have any questions in the future, call me anytime."

He wrote his phone number on a post-it note and posted it on the refrigerator.

Just as he was about to get in the car when he went downstairs, a clear voice came, Wuliang who was riding a motorcycle across the road waved to him.

"Let's have a meal together."

……

In the home-cooked restaurant diagonally opposite, Wuliang ordered some appetizers and a case of beer, and opened a bottle for Luo Xiaojun.

"I want to drive."

"There is no traffic police around here." Wuliang continued to persuade him to drink.

Luo Xiaojun looked at him, he looked at Luo Xiaojun, the two of them looked at each other for a few seconds, and they stopped talking, and drank half of the bottle by themselves.

"Wuliang, do you remember that book?"

Wuliang ate a mouthful of food. "what book?"

"You wrote "The Emperor's Favor: Beauty Like a Song"."

"Pfft... I'm a man, and the title of this book sounds like a woman's song. How could I write it."

Luo Xiaojun was puzzled. "Am I really dreaming..."

"When you wake up from the dream, just pretend that everything happened, and live your own life well." Wuliang said solemnly, his eyes made Luo Xiaojun feel that he seemed to know something.

After eating and drinking enough, the sky darkened.

"I drank and went back in your car today."

Speaking of familiarity, he got into his co-pilot seat, and fell asleep when he got in the car.

"It smells so good."

Back at the apartment, Luo Xiaojun carried him upstairs, opened the door of Wuliang's house, threw him on the sofa, looked at the messy room, Luo Xiaojun frowned.

"How long has it been since you cleaned?"

Thinking about how many days he had taken care of him, he helped him tidy up, and found a notebook under the sofa. He bent down to pick it up, and saw the words Chu Hengyi inadvertently.

He turned page after page, and although there were only a few pages, it was enough to explain everything.

"What I experienced was not a dream... the book Beauty Like a Song is real!"

At dawn on the second day, Wuliang yawned and got up from the sofa. He was drunk yesterday and now his brain hurts badly. He rubbed his forehead and was about to get up when he saw Luo Xiaojun sitting next to him, and he shivered.

"Don't talk here, you are trying to scare me to death."

"If you don't do bad things, you won't be afraid of ghosts calling your door. Why are you guilty?" Luo Xiaojun squinted his eyes.

Seeing that he was holding his notebook in his hand, he patted his forehead in secret annoyance.

"A password should have been set long ago!"

"Tell me what's going on."