The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

Wei Jiuzhao crossed his arms, shrugged and smiled.

"Ku'er loves me."

"Reluctant to part with it."

Guo Bin, who had been standing there in a daze, took a few steps forward and grabbed Wei Jiuzhao's arm tightly.

"Wei...Master Wei!"

"Wait, what... is going on?"

Wei Jiuzhao raised his eyebrows and patted his shoulder lightly as if he were patting a child.

"The memorial just now."

"Just write to him."

Wei Jiuzhao raised his hand and pointed at Luo Mian, who was standing in the center of the hall with a stern look on his face.

"do you know?"

Guo Bin's lips trembled. Of course he knew that this was an attempt to usurp the throne!

However, his eyes gradually brightened, as if he saw a ray of hope breaking through the sky.

"No matter who sits on that dragon throne—"

"As long as...as long as the people can truly live and work in peace and contentment..."

"I, Guo Bin, would rather risk my life!"

Wei Jiuzhao raised his lips and smiled.

"Okay, follow him, it's guaranteed to go your way."

Zhou Hui, who was standing by, finally treated Hao Chuan's wound and stood up quickly.

"You, you, you!! A little eunuch picking up the broken porcelain pieces!"

As he spoke, he raised his hands to scratch his face.

"Wait, who disguised you?!"

With a snap, 'Wei Lin's face' was thrown to the ground.

"I'm almost getting prickly heat from using this crappy thing on my face every day!"

Luo Mian gave Wei Jiuzhao a look that said, "Wait until I finish my business before I deal with yours."

Wei Jiuzhao grinned at him and spread his hands, looking like "I have Kuoer to protect me".

Luo Mian ignored him and turned to look at Zhou Hui.

"Your senior sister Li Fan."

Guo Bin stared at the face on the ground, his jaw almost dropping.

"You...you are not a demon...you are..."

at this time,

"Peng——!"

The palace door was suddenly pushed open.

Wei Lin, still dressed as the ugly palace maid, walked in.

Behind him was Shen Runing, who had already been burned to death in everyone's mind.

-

Shen Runing had arrived a long time ago, but was stopped outside the palace by an ugly palace maid.

The man's features were all blurred together, his face was covered with wrinkled skin, and he was holding a broom in his hand. No matter how you looked at him...

Somewhat indecent...

Until the man came closer and called her "Miss Shen" in a low voice.

Shen Runing was stunned. He raised his eyes and took a closer look, then suddenly recognized him - the person under that crooked face was actually Wei Lin!

Such a good Taoist priest actually dressed up like this!

Shen Runing was petrified for three seconds: "You... why are you ruining yourself like this...?"

Wei Lin pursed his lips.

I thought to myself: How can I be considered to be wasting myself? The one in the palace was the one who truly wasted me, Wei Lin...

After learning about Shen Runing's purpose, Wei Lin didn't waste any words and just told her.

"The Emperor's request for Falling Vine Powder to cure the hallucinogenic poison is not a variable."

Shen Runing was very confused.

"Why do you say that, Taoist Priest?"

Wei Lin looked at Shen Runing and answered seriously.

"Because Luo Mian had already prepared for the Emperor to cheat on this matter."

"Or rather, Luo Mian had already guessed it."

Of course Shen Runing didn't believe it...

Until she looked up and saw Mu Shan Yunshui above the eaves.

If something happened to Luo Mian, those two people would definitely not lie on the roof and watch the show leisurely, holding straws in their mouths.

At this point, Shen Runing's heart was completely at peace.

As for the imperial guards scouting outside the palace and the soldiers that the emperor exchanged for the city from Beiming, they had been defeated long ago.

After all, Luo Mian's shadow guards are not vegetarians.

The Golden Scale Kingdom also sent three thousand elite troops.

-

Received in Fengtian Hall.

The young historian was almost fainting.

It’s not his fault that his heart isn’t strong enough. It’s just that no one can handle what happened today.

Didn’t Prince Ruyang die a long time ago?

How come he stayed in Fengtian Hall for so long disguised as a young eunuch?

Wasn’t Shen Runing also burned to death last night?

How did she walk in unharmed?

And with... an ugly palace maid? !

——No, that’s not right. The rouge and powder on this palace maid’s face have been wiped off... This?

Why does he look so much like Taoist Priest Wei Lin...

The young historian was almost crying.

His common sense in writing history was completely overturned!

As he picked up the pen with trembling hands, he frantically searched for the words in his mind.

[A great change occurred in Fengtian Hall. Prince Ruyang pretended to be dead, Shen Nv came back to life, and a Taoist monk disguised himself and sneaked in. The ministers were shocked and all officials knelt in submission.]

No, no, it's too fantasy and doesn't seem like a history book.

[Today, the sky is torn apart, the situation is reversed, rumors say that the dead are resurrected, the loyal are restored, and the treacherous are terrified.]

...No, that won’t work. This doesn’t look like a record of a dynasty, it looks like a storybook!

The young historian held his head in despair.

How should he write about what happened today?!

After struggling for a while, he finally wrote these words on the blank page of history with trembling hands.

[A storm suddenly breaks out in Fengtian Palace, and Prince Ruyang reveals his true identity in the court. Loyalty and treachery are finally distinguished, and the world is settled again.

This is the beginning of great chaos, but also a sign of revival.]

After finishing writing, he threw down the pen, slumped to the ground, and sighed with his hands covering his chest.

"If I can still leave this palace alive... I'll switch my career to writing storybooks!"

Luo Mian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses and ran quickly towards Shen Runing.

"Ning'er?"

There was a hint of panic in his voice.

"Why are you here?"

"It's dangerous here!"

Before Shen Runing could speak, Wei Lin snorted and muttered softly.

"Ah, as expected."

"People have no dignity in love."

"Even the dignified King Ruyang is no exception."

Luo Mian glanced at Wei Lin coldly, then held Shen Runing in his arms.

"Wei Lin, I shouldn't have let you go."

"You should be locked up until you die."

That’s right, Wei Lin was able to escape purely because Luo Mian deliberately let him go.

Shen Runing smelled the familiar scent in his arms, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

She herself didn't understand why.

Maybe it was the worry that had been pent up for too long, or maybe it was the relief of finally seeing that he was safe and sound.

Or perhaps it was the suffocating fear that had gripped his heart during the brief confrontation with Luo Mosheng just now—

She was really afraid that she would lose him again, just like in her previous life.

Just when Shen Runing was about to say something.

"Whoosh-!"

A sharp arrow tore through the air, and the sound of breaking wind was as deafening as thunder!

The target was directly at Luo Mian’s back!

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Ps: Didn’t this chapter upload successfully? I uploaded it in the early morning, so why is the update reminder urging me to upload the chapter I uploaded in the early morning yesterday?

What? What?