A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

White Horse Temple in the west of Luoyang City.

In the meditation room in the quiet room, a black-clothed nun brought out Laba porridge and put it on a high-footed square table.

She had a handsome face that couldn't be concealed by gray cloth and plain clothes, her dark phoenix eyes were full of compassion, she looked at the dazed and bewildered little girl at the table, and said with a smile:

"Wuyouer, eat quickly, leave when you are full. Tomorrow is Xiaoguan's birthday Laba, you don't want his birthday to become the day of his death, do you?"

That year, Yuan Wuyou was living outside the White Horse Temple, and King Lanling was searching for the missing King Fengling.In the eyes of the world, King Fengling is a boy, so she put aside the shame of a girl and asked him to have a body test, and lied that she was a Turkic princess, so she was placed by King Lanling to the Prajna teacher, the birth mother who was born here.

But when she was changing her clothes, the nun found the bead she brought from Rouran and gave to her son with her own hands.

The fourth brother Gao's biological mother, who had never met before, recognized this daughter-in-law.

Master Prajna also followed Khan Huaxu and the Empress of the Western Wei Dynasty in the past, so she naturally knew the name of her only daughter's daughter. Nuo face, Yuan Yuan Wuyou left.

But at the dinner table this time, not only was there an extra indigo batik dress covered in Miao silver, but even Gao Changgong came early.

This square Hu table was three feet long and wide. Opposite Yuan Wuyou sat a young general in crimson military uniform and brass armor.At this time, he tied two tufts of fluffy white wolf tails on the high ponytail that was as black as flowing ink, and his phoenix eyes were dark and flickering on his handsome and handsome tender face.

He didn't know how long he had been sitting there, and he didn't ask his mother for a bowl of porridge, he just stared at her.

When the Prajna nun called her "Wuyou'er", Yuan Wuyou subconsciously wanted to refute, because the appearance of Gao Changgong must be a real person's illusion.

But the next moment, the man gave her a sideways glance, and said coldly:
"Don't refute my mother."

Yuan Wuyou said, I wouldn't dare either. As soon as she refuted the illusion before you appeared, the nun showed her bloody mouth, poured her a bowl of porridge with tears of blood, and strangled her neck to pour it into her mouth. .

At this moment, she herself can't change the past, let alone this time there is an extra person to join in the fun, and Gao Changgong's real body.

Sitting next to her, Nao Nao listened, and took the time to stroke her eyebrows covered with bells, and said with a smile: "The King of Lanling is such a majestic husband, you have to be punished by your mother-in-law before you get through the door." control?"

Gao Xiaoguan raised his eyebrows, his handsome face was frosty, and he said neither humble nor overbearing, "As a Turkic princess, she wants to marry Bei Zhou, not to mention that she has a marriage contract, even if she didn't, this king would not marry a wife."

This sentence was heard by his mother Prajna, and she cursed again:

"Brat, why don't you marry a wife? Wait for your wife to marry you?"

Seeing that Master Prajna brought another pot of ginseng porridge and called her "Wuyouer", she nodded in response, but winked at Gao Changgong,
"Xiaohan, do you believe in illusions? I'm not some kind of princess..."

Gao Changgong's tender face from a few years ago became more and more like a freshly baked glutinous rice cake after the heat in the room.

He lowered his jaw, and glanced at Nao Nao again, "As soon as I saw her here, I knew it, and once I met this guy, nothing good would happen."

Noisily spread his hands: "Don't be too careless, it's really better to resent others than to reflect on yourself."

It was different from forcibly stuffing her with Nuo noodles, staring at her to drink a bowl of porridge and then sending it out through the back door, this time the nun put down the pot and left, but Gao Changgong and Nao Nao can both appear here and sit at the same table with her When drinking porridge, she can't care about these minor details.

Only Liu Yuan Wuyou served porridge, intending to fill his stomach. Although the pot that the nun served for the second time was crescent moon wonton, he couldn't care about it now.

Nao Nao grabbed her hand holding the spoon, and said close to her ear:
"Don't eat! The things in this illusion are all blindfolds, why don't you take a closer look inside?"

Yuan Wuyou looked down, at first glance it was ginseng antler, but now it has become a wild mushroom with a knife technique, a fungus with rotten roots.

Nao Nao said sideways: "Look at this, the famous bacteria in southern Xinjiang can see green hands. After eating, you can not only see little people and colorful fantasy worlds, but also reincarnate painlessly. This is Bailuo Umbrella, this is Huangluo Umbrella , this is the red umbrella... I don't know if you have heard a song? It's a red umbrella, a white pole, lying on the board after eating..."

Yuan Wuyou: "..."

She silently raised her head and looked at the nun's back, a little dazed, thinking that this mother-in-law is also a real person, right?Did he know that he would harm his son and wanted to poison her to death as soon as possible?
Nao Nao comforted her and said, "Fortunately, these are just fungus. If I get you a bowl of snakes, insects, rats and ants, you will eat them if you can't see clearly."

Gao Changgong, who was sitting opposite, listened to the two chatting for a long time, but couldn't hear clearly, but suddenly found the bead in the golden bell on her neck.

He stretched out his arm covered with dragon scale wristbands, although he couldn't reach her neck, but it was enough to point to her neck and ask:

"Is that how my mother recognized you?"

Yuan Wuyou waved his hands again and again, his whole body retorting!

"It's not me, it's not me...it's King Fengling!"

"What will happen next? I want to see how King Fengling learned that the Turkic princess was in the city, and stole the Nuo noodles that my mother made for me, and deceived Jin Yongcheng's defenders."

As soon as Yuan Wuyou entered the White Horse Temple back then, he knew that Princess Kuntuhuan had flooded into Jinyong City with the refugees and left a bracelet of Beihai beads for the Prajna nun, which was actually a clue for Yuan Wuyou.

And it's not really a lie, she put on a Nuo mask and lied to be the king of Lanling, and she killed the Zhou army besieging Jinyong City by herself, and broke through the siege to reach the city.Seeing her terrific bravery, the city guards released the fake King Lanling, who was soaked in blood, into Jinyong City.

Her record is the result of fighting with a knife and a gun, and she is not guilty.

Master Prajna knows that if Kun Tu Huan is not rescued, the five kingdoms will be at war.Rescuing Kuntu Huan means that Rouran will never turn around again.In the end, she chose to be her daughter-in-law to pave the way for her son.

But when Gao Changgong appeared in this illusion, it was different from the past.Gao Changgong waited for a while before his mother came back, so he simply grabbed Yuan Wuyou's hand, stared at her patent leather gloves and asked:
"Why do your body and King Fengling's armor fit so tightly together, as if they grew up together?"

Yuan Wuyou sneered, "In the illusion, this is all normal. I really don't know any King Fengling."

Although the three people here are all in the illusion, but the three people can't come up with a frank truth.

At this moment, the door of the Zen room suddenly opened!From the howling cold wind, a person came in from the outside.It was a man in a dark black shirt, wrapped in long jade.

It was clearly the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, but he actually came out wearing a spring shirt.Holding a three-foot-long hexagonal palace lantern in his hand, and wearing a jade mask, he headed straight for Yuan Wuyou's table.

"When will King Fengling break off the engagement with King Lanling and enter the palace as the queen?"

The cold voice that made the sound seemed to be thrown from jade, or picked out from the wind and snow outside.

As soon as his figure appeared, the eyes of Miss Yuan, who was wrapped in black and plain on the table, stared round.

Whoever appears here, shouldn't he, Yuwen Huaibi, appear?