Lord, you are so beautiful

Chapter 3

Lou Lan was in a trance all morning, and he didn't move at all from the meal Qianhe sent at noon, his mind was full of the scene of blood staining the world that day.He was startled and frightened, at a loss what to do, his chest was full of desolation but he could not bear to cry.

He rustled his clothes on the bed, wiped his eyes, and walked out facing the sunlight.

"Where are you going, sir?" the maid outside the door stopped him and asked softly.

"I... walk around," Lou Lan tentatively asked, "Can't I?"

"Does the young master need someone to follow?" The prince only said that he would not be allowed to leave the mansion, but did not say that he would not be allowed to leave the room.The servant girl patted Lou Lan's head, feeling sorry for him.

Lou Lan shook his head in dismay, his eyes turned red again, and walked outside, staggering to the grand gate of the palace.He was thinking about Yinulou, and stepped out, maybe Qianhe didn't convey the orders of the princes in the mansion, and the guards outside the door didn't stop him.

When Qianhe came back to the room, he didn't see Lou Lan, so he asked the servant girl secretly, "Where is he?"

The servant girl was a little afraid of him, she lowered her head and said, "I just went out and said I wanted to walk."

"Where did you go?"

"I don't know." The servant girl slapped Qianhe abruptly as soon as she finished speaking.

Qianhe said angrily: "Send someone to look for it!"

He stopped talking nonsense, and left angrily, holding the long knife tightly, and chased out of the palace.

Lou Lan was in a daze along the way, and when he saw the burning Ruins of Yi Nu Lou, he finally had a nervous breakdown and knelt down on the long street where people were coming and going, crying bitterly.

The noise of people's voices couldn't suppress the heartbroken roar in his heart.

A young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes led a little donkey Shi Shiran approached, stood behind Lou Lan, and looked at the ruins of Yinulou.

"The largest restaurant in the capital, I heard that 21 people were poisoned yesterday, and the murderer even set fire to the restaurant." The tall man beside the young man said: "Young Master, if we don't leave our place, we will be robbed. "

The young man looked at Lou Lan again, thinking that the child was probably a survivor, went over and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Everyone is dead, and the building is also on fire, so what if you cry and die here? My condolences will change." Bar."

Lou Lan was choked with crying, he turned his head, but the boy's expression seemed to change, "Prince, prince?"

"What?" Lou Lan rubbed his eyes and stood up, "My name is Lou Lan, not too purple."

"Young Master, this prince can talk!" The tall man was startled and hid behind the little donkey.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then he understood, "In Xiachenxuan, the proton sent by Lan Zhaoguo."

That day, King Rong stayed in the Prince's Hall for dinner, and when the silver chopsticks put a piece of fish with thorns removed into the Prince's bowl, Qian Xun stepped into the hall, bent down and whispered something in King Rong's ear.

"Disobedient..." King Rong narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Qian Xun said: "That is Lan Zhao's young master after all, Qian He couldn't refute his face, so I specially sent someone to ask the master."

"It's just a hostage, where's the face?" Rong Wang slammed the wine glass on the table, "I have to ask this king about such a trivial matter, Qianhe is even more incapable of doing things!"

Seeing that King Rong's expression changed, Qianxun immediately wanted to intercede for Qianhe, but saw His Highness the Crown Prince slowly gesture, "What's wrong with Lan Zhao's young master? I saw him yesterday."

"Returning to Your Highness, a young man from Rong Wang's Mansion sneaked out, and for some reason ran into the young master of Lan Zhao." Qian Xun replied truthfully.

"Just a servant?" The prince immediately heard the clue, and looked at King Rong with a pair of moist eyes.

Chihiro also looked at his master, dropped his hands and did not answer.

Wang Rong waved Qian Xun back, his smile was light and slightly sinister, "The meal is almost cold, I will tell you more about it after I finish it."

"How about you stay in the Prince's Hall tonight?" The prince looked at him cautiously, but his gestures were extremely firm.

Rong Wang's hand holding the vegetables for him stopped abruptly in mid-air, neither advancing nor retreating.

The prince lowered his eyelashes discouragedly: "Is it okay to treat it as an order from this prince?"

King Rong remained motionless as if he had been frozen, but he opened his mouth to let out a gust of cold air: "Since it is the order of the crown prince, how dare I refuse to obey it."

The prince hurriedly raised his eyes and gestured hastily: "Don't be angry, I know I was wrong." The prince stood up, went around the table and rubbed himself into King Rong's arms, his eyes turned red, and he sniffed aggrievedly, "I just I miss you very much, you only sent someone to check your homework before, but you didn't take the memorial, maybe you will come to me in a long time. I miss you very much."

"I'm here." Rong Wang put down his chopsticks, picked up the crown prince and put him on his lap, "You can't rely on me too much, if you miss me when you have time, why don't you study more with the Taifu, and wait for you to be crowned and enthroned, the regent One post can also be dismissed.”

The prince obediently lay on his chest, with mixed emotions in his heart, "I...don't want to be enthroned...Father is still alive, and father's illness will always be cured."

"No." King Rong said coldly, "The emperor can only last until you are crowned."

"Even so," the prince bit his lip, his gestures were intermittent, "So what if I ascend the throne? You can continue to be my regent. You can calm down the world, strike Dayan in the north, conquer Lanzhao in the south...just Even my father can't compare to you, this country belongs to you..."

The crown prince said these words more than once, and King Rong didn't react as strongly when he first heard it. He just said lightly: "I will not return the government until you ascend the throne. Those rotten tongues outside don't know how to slander me, so you are willing." See this?"

"Then... How about I be your puppet emperor?"

Rong Wang was quiet, put the prince down on the ground, supported his shoulders, and looked at him expressionlessly, "I don't want you to say this sentence a second time."

Seeing that he was really angry, the prince nodded repeatedly, "I won't say anything, don't be angry with me."

King Rong's mood was completely ruined, and finally finished his meal, coaxed the prince to sleep again, and briefly mentioned Lou Lan's matter.The prince leaned in the arms of King Rong, his eyes widened in surprise, "Really? Is exactly the same as me?" He didn't doubt anything, after all, the two guards beside King Rong, Qianxun and Qianhe, were not related by blood, but they were born exactly the same. It's just that there is a charming tear mole on Chihiro's face.

"It's exactly the same, and the voice is the same as before you lost your voice." Rong Wang said softly.

The prince gestured, "I want to see him, can I?"

King Rong was noncommittal, laid his body flat and tucked in the quilt, and kissed him lightly on the lips, "I'll let you see it."

After coaxing the prince to sleep that night, King Rong gently scratched the prince's cute sleeping face with his fingers, frowned, and said with some disgust: "Don't tempt me anymore, little thing."

He got up, casually picked up a memorial on the desk, looked at it for a few moments, took out the wolf hair, stained with cinnabar, and finished the memorial that the prince had been messing with for the past two days.

It was already midnight when he left the palace, King Rong pulled the gold sash around his waist, took off the silver crown with swinging wings indiscriminately, and pulled the robe on his chest half open. He turned into the cynical and cynical Rong Wang again.

"What's so good about being an emperor? You get up early and late to approve memorials, and you run around in the Sangong and Six Courtyards. If you have that spare time, why not brew a pot of pear blossom spring yourself..." King Rong lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, threw out the winged silver crown, and folded a fan. Exhibition, the world!

"What the master said is true." Chihiro agreed, in this world, only his master could say such words.

King Rong clicked his tongue impatiently, "We should bring out a few altars of pear blossom springs before burning that angry building."

"Qianhe likes to drink small bamboo knives, does master also taste it?" Qianxun asked.

Swaying on the carriage, Rong Wang's long hair was loose, his brocade robe was half open, his appearance was national, charming and indifferent, after watching for a long time, it made people's mouth dry and itchy unbearably.

"Use Qianhe to lie down." Rong Wang lazily lay down, pillowed on Qianxun's lap, looked at the handsome face above him from a new perspective, and said indifferently: "Qianxun, accompany me." Wang went to wash smoke tower, drink flowers and wine."

"Master don't care about Lou Lan anymore?"

"Can't run."