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

Chapter 73 He is my future empress

Through the reflection on the sword, one could vaguely see that it was a man dressed in black, as cold as ice and snow.

"Who?"

Mo Qi quickly moved away but it was too late.

Just listen to "bang!"

Mo Qi was sent flying out, broke the window, fell on the snow and rolled several times, his wedding dress was cut by a sword, his hair crown was loose, and blood overflowed from his mouth and nose.

In the blurred vision, a man in black embraced Luo Xiaojun in a happy attire, and black and red intertwined walked past him.

He reached out to try to stop him, but finally lost consciousness and passed out.

The white snow fell on the tip of the man's nose lightly like a goose feather. Luo Xiaojun raised his eyes to look at this man who descended from heaven, his eyes were red and his nose was sore.

He let the man hug him, without too many words, without a single greeting.

The man carried Luo Xiaojun into the inn where Zeng Jin was recuperating, put him on the bed, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, but the tears kept growing and couldn't be stopped no matter what.

In desperation, he leaned over and kissed his eyes, his nose, softly soothing.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The big palm caressed the back of his neck, inserted the fingertips into the hair, and slowly tightened it into his arms.

"Why did you spare my life in the first place?" The voice of the person in his arms was muffled.

Chu Hengyi's eyes were full of memories.

"It's funny."

"If you kill me, maybe there won't be so many things."

The hands around his waist tightened a little.

He cupped his chin, leaned closer, and looked into his eyes.

"I won't let you die."

The man kissed his lips. His lips were cold and comfortable, and he didn't feel disgusted. Luo Xiaojun's eyes flickered for a moment, and he closed his eyes.

Outside the inn, a mass of dark mist shrouded and blocked the moonlight, which was extremely weird.

In a certain mountain at the end of the cloud and mist, a white-haired man looked into the distance.

"It's about to start."

"Master, if the evil spirit is cultivated, can the younger brother survive?"

"It depends on his own creation."

The man entered the cave, the stone gate was closed, and the man in Taoist robe looked into the distance with a worried expression on his face.

"Junior Brother... If you fall in love, the evil spirit will slowly erode your soul. At that time, even I cannot save you."

At this time, if the servant is still alive, he will definitely exclaim. Isn't this the Taoist priest who appeared at his door in ragged clothes and nonsense when Lin'er came into the world 26 years ago, and left behind the method to relieve the lonely spirit.

However, the appearance of this Taoist priest has not changed after more than 20 years.

……

The snow was falling outside the window, and the charcoal fire was burning inside the house.

"Come back to the palace with me."

"It's no longer my place."

He had already promised Duke Ding that he would never return to Pingling City in this life, and the First Elder didn't want him to stay there. If he went back again, it would be hard for everyone.

So he'll stay here and wait for the unscrupulous to show up.

Luo Xiaojun pushed Chu Hengyi's arm away, opened the door and walked out.

Chu Hengyi stood up and was about to chase him.

As soon as he walked to the door, there was a stabbing pain in his chest, and he spit out a mouthful of black blood.

He sat down cross-legged, using his power to suppress the cloud of black energy. After a long time, he opened his eyes and looked at the black blood on his palm with a solemn expression.

……

When Luo Xiaojun returned to the residence, Ah Jiu greeted him just as he reached the door.

"Little Jun!"

Luo Xiaojun's eyes were red and swollen, obviously he had cried.

"I'm tired, I'm going back to the house to rest." He went back to his room and closed the door, lay on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep not long after.

He couldn't remember how long he hadn't had a good sleep, he was too tired.

I'm so tired that I don't have the time to think about my feelings.

Ah Jiu closed the door, turned around and saw another person in the yard. After seeing who it was, he hurriedly knelt down on the ground.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

"Is he okay during this time?" Chu Hengyi asked.

"Back to your Majesty, Brother Xiaojun...he is doing well, but he is too tired and needs to rest."

"Tell me what happened." Chu Hengyi looked at the sleeping person on the bed through the window

Ah Jiu tells how Luo Xiaojun made the laundry artifact and how he got here from Mingyue City, and was cheated of money, and finally ventured to become a scavenger. The laundry artifact was destroyed and was taken back by Mo Qi to worship and marry.

After hearing this, Chu Hengyi's eyes were complicated.

The more he wanted to understand him and understand him, but he found himself getting farther and farther away from him.

In this world, the person who wanted to kill him the most should be Luo Junhuai, but the person who helped him save him several times was also Luo Junhuai.

The Luo Junhuai who hated him in the Yancheng main hall, the Luo Junhuai who cried in his arms, and the Luo Junhuai who was not afraid to bet his future in order to make a laundry artifact, which one is the real him.

Luo Junhuai who are you.

He couldn't see too many things clearly, and he couldn't abandon his responsibilities and take him away without hesitation.

He turned and left, walked out of the hut, seeing him leave without saying a word or even seeing Luo Xiaojun, Ah Jiu chased after him.

"Your Majesty, don't you want Brother Jun!"

Chu Hengyi stopped, he could have completely ignored a servant's question, but he answered.

"want."

Ah Jiu smiled.

"Brother Jun will be very happy."

The man turned his head. Although he didn't see the expression on his face, Ah Jiu firmly believed that the emperor must be smiling.

Chu Hengyi left Luo Xiaojun's mansion, he was not in a hurry to leave Licheng, he looked in the direction of the city lord's mansion.

"He's not someone anyone can covet."

At the same time, the city lord's mansion was in chaos, and the wedding almost turned into a funeral. Fortunately, the city lord Mo arrived in time and used his internal force to stabilize Mo Qi's heart, so he was able to rescue him from hell.

"Who ate the bear's heart and leopard's courage, dared to rob people in my territory, and hurt my son!"

Even if he has a bad reputation as a wimp, but Mo Qi is his son, he can beat and scold, others can't!

Someone beat his son in his territory, and even snatched away his supposed wife, how could he bear it.

"It must be the person Luo Xiaojun attracted, you guys go and seal Luo Xiaojun's shop."

"I want to see who dares."

The voice was as cold as frost, chilling to the bone.

The Lord of Mo City looked in the direction of the gate, and a man came in with disheveled black hair, cold and dark eyes, his robe was windless and automatic, and his murderous aura turned into a pitch-black mist that spread around him. People have the illusion of being in a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

Jia Ding was too frightened to go forward, and the Lord Mo pulled out the sword from his waist.

"Who are you."

The man raised his hand, and a strong wind condensed from his internal force hit him. The sword fell to the ground, and he stepped back again and again, clutching his chest and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The black boots were approaching, and along the hem of the clothes were the man's cold and bloodthirsty eyes.

"He is my future empress. If anyone dares to touch him, I will definitely punish his nine clans. Life would be worse than death."

"You are, Dijun!!"

The Mo City Lord's eyes widened. At first he was still dissatisfied, but now he just wanted to slap himself hard.

"The little one doesn't know that he is the emperor's man, but he still hopes that the emperor will forgive his sins."

A bank note landed in front of him.

"What he owes, I have paid it back. If you dare to pester him again, it will not be as simple as a serious injury."

The owner of Mo City held the bank notes in his trembling hands and kowtowed non-stop.

"From now on, the little one will be respectful to Mr. Luo, and will take good care of my son, and won't bother Mr. Luo again."

After Chu Hengyi left, the City Lord Mo sat slumped on the ground, as if all his strength had been removed. Looking at the banknote in his hand, he felt that it would be hot, but he dared not throw it away. He could only hold it like a treasure.

……

In the woodshed of a hut in a village, Li Dafu looked at Yusan who was chasing him through the crack of the door, and snorted.

"The ghosts are lingering, all chased here, let's see how I deal with you!"

He spat, went out from behind, intentionally left his own footprints in the snow, and led Yu San to the trap he had set. He squatted in the corner, and when Yu San came over, he would pull the hand that was connected to the dilapidated house. The thread on the beam, then the crumbling house will collapse and Yusan will be buried inside.

Someone pressed his shoulders, Li Dafu turned around and saw two men in black.

"You are?"

Before he finished speaking, a fist hit his eye socket, and Li Dafu was sent flying, hitting the wall of the hut, creating a human-shaped pothole.

"The master said to let him hand over the bank note to teach him a lesson."

"Oh, let me pay attention to the strength."

Before I could figure out what was going on, the other eye socket was hit hard again.

At this time, Yu San opened the firewood room, found footprints, and walked towards the dilapidated thatched hut in the backyard, and saw Li Dafu kneeling and crawling in front of him with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"It's a total of 4 taels, and I didn't dare to spend a single copper coin. I beg Mr. Luo to let me go."

……

This time, Luo Xiaojun slept very deeply, until noon the next day, Luo Xiaojun got up with his messy hair, his throat was so dry and sore, he went to the table and poured himself a glass of water.

As soon as the water entered his throat, there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.

"Little Jun, Xiaojun."

This voice is.

Luo Xiaojun stood up, opened the door, and saw Yu San running into the yard panting with his head covered in snow, looked left and right, saw Luo Xiaojun standing at the door, walked over, and took out the bank note from his pocket.

"I have recovered the silver ticket!"

"Come in to warm up." Luo Xiaojun dragged him into the room.

Yusan put his hand in front of the stove and grilled it.

"I went to Pu Town to inquire about Li Dafu's whereabouts. Although it took some time, he finally relented and obediently returned the silver ticket."

Yu San spoke with excitement on his face.

"You didn't see him. The appearance of Li Dafu kneeling on the ground begging me to let him go is as funny as it can be."

When he was describing excitedly, the old blacksmith ran into the yard.

"Master Luo, go and have a look."

Thinking that something happened, Luo Xiaojun followed the old blacksmith towards the factory, and when he arrived at the door, some people were moving things inside.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing Luo Xiaojun coming, Mo City Lord came to meet him.

"These are all given to Mr. Luo. From now on, as long as Mr. Luo wants refined iron, he will tell you how many branches he wants."

Luo Xiaojun was a little confused by his sudden change of attitude, he took out the 4 tael bank note from his pocket and handed it to him.

"Move everything back. I'll return the bank note to you and we'll settle the matter. No matter what, I won't marry Mo Qi."

The Lord of Mocheng was sweating profusely, knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"You can't make it, but don't give me the silver ticket."

Luo Xiaojun and Yu San looked at each other, what's going on?