Chapter 52: The princess's little wife (20)

At the moment when the sword was drawn and murderous, Feng Yuexian would not miss Song Pianxin's whisper.
There was white light in front of her Begonia red tunic, and behind her was the shady Linshui Hall. The junction of light and shadow was plated on her tunic, and the silver sword in her hand mirrored the gold of the day.
Feng Yuexian turned sideways slightly, and light and shadow flowed over her, her voice was soft and cold:
"Ok?"
Feng Yuexian responded very naturally.
Qinglu...
Song Pianzhen gripped the handle of the dagger tightly and fixed his eyes on the two small seals.
One interest, two interest.
She took a breath, turned the dagger over, and stopped reading those two words.
This is not the time to think about this now.
However, Song Pianzhen still held the dagger in his palm, and did not return it to Feng Yuexian.
Baojin House.
The concubine Xian assisted the emperor, led the three princes, and walked down to the Baojin Tower before the civil servants.
She was thinking about what Hemerocallis had conveyed, saying that the royal family had to come to Baojin Tower to avoid it, and they would also arrange their backs here.
Concubine Hsien calmed down and raised her eyes, but saw that Baojin Tower was surrounded by the imperial guards and the Beijing army. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was invaluable.
Concubine Xian's heart sighed.
However, the southern army in the Beijing army was the manpower of the king of Chu, maybe it was the southern army
Arched hands for the leader:
"Emperor Wanfu, Xie You, commander of the Northern Army, defend Baojin Tower in the name of the prince."
Northern Army Xie You? The man who sealed the house, Concubine Xian died immediately, and Baojin Building was wide open. Under such defense, the assassin could never get in anymore.
The old emperor hurriedly walked a few steps, panting, and after leading people into the Baojin Tower, he thought to praise:
"The prince is thoughtful."
The civil servants repeatedly said yes, at this moment, no one would want to sing the opposite.
For an instant, the hall was full of praises of the prince's beautiful words, and the faint sound of knives coming from outside was quite humorous.
The concubine Xian hugged the three princes under her knees and her eyes fell on the tea bowl on the table.
The first seat can only be seated by the supreme person, and the first tea bowl should be prepared for the royal father and son.
Concubine Xian trembled a few times under her sleeves, she didn't have the confidence to do evil in front of dozens of eyes, she turned to say:
"I was shocked just now, I felt a little dry mouth. The emperor can have a good body, can I use some tea?"
The old emperor nodded: "Yes, some."
"The slave is damned, I want the concubine to carry out the errands." The said in fear, slapped himself lightly, and picked up the kettle to pour tea to the emperor.
"nothing."
Concubine Xian kept her smiling face as much as possible, her fist was closed in her sleeve, her whole body was tight, suppressing the expectation in her eyes.
Under her gaze, the emperor raised his glass to drink.
"The emperor, I heard that Linshui Hall is not sufficiently manpowered, and the minister intends to send three adults to help the prince." Xie You handed his hands and raised his voice, interrupting the emperor's movements.
The emperor had a meal, as if it was only then that he remembered that his sick son was still suffering.
"Yes, yes, go quickly."
Xie You stopped looking at the tea bowl in his hand.
The emperor also seemed to feel that his conscience was overwhelming, and the prince was still worried and frightened, and his life or death was uncertain, but he had the mind to sit and drink tea.
The emperor coughed slightly and put down his tea bowl.
Xie You said:
"Observe the Holy Order."
Concubine Xian tightened her veil, Xie You is indeed a stray dog, what a bad thing!
She cursed secretly in her heart, but couldn't help being panicked and frustrated. Is today's game still defeated? The father and son are just lingering, why not make a place?
She has survived from the Huaxin years to the present, trying her best to maintain her appearance, but she is still irreversibly decayed. If the emperor does not die, she will be in the deep palace.
With the concubine's self-pity and almost lost consciousness, a small hand stretched out to the tabletop and took the emperor's undrinked tea bowl into his hand.
Song Duan grinned:
"Father did not drink, but the child minister had a dry mouth, so he drank it."
The old emperor was still quite indulgent to the younger son and waved his hand indifferently.
But this sound awakened Concubine Xian at the same time.
She suddenly opened her eyes and saw her lifeblood carrying poisonous water into her mouth—
"Snapped!"
The tea bowl dropped powder on the ground, and the tea splashed.
Everyone looked at the concubine in the first seat.
"Mother concubine?"
Concubine Xian's face was scary. She looked at Song Duan, scared and rejoiced.
Fortunately, Duan'er did not drink it.
She brought Song Duan into her arms, and when this instinct passed, she reacted, and the surrounding was quiet and scary.
It seems that everyone has noticed the abnormality.
She stagnated and looked up at the old emperor.
The emperor was uncertain, and the wrath of thunder was hidden in his slightly crooked face.
He pointed his finger between Xianfei's nose, his fingers trembling non-stop:
"You, tell me, what's in this tea!"
The dwarf was captured, and the assassination finally came to an end.
Feng Yuexian led the Feng family general and guards, and escorted Song Pianqi to Baojin Tower.
Everyone peeked at Feng Yuexian from cover to cover, with disbelief and awe in their eyes.
I always knew that Feng Yuexian had martial arts, but she had such outstanding martial arts.
Although she has protected the prince's body and has never faced a fight, she has been very eye-catching several times.
The eyesight, the effort and the quick response are all very people can do-otherwise, it would not be the turn of the prince to act in person.
When the officials renewed their knowledge of Feng Yuexian, a group of people hurriedly came to Baojin Tower without stopping.
Outside the building, Xie You came up and said about the concubine in a few words.
When Song Pianzhen saw the old emperor, sure enough, the concubine Xian was no longer in the hall, she smiled slightly and said:
"God bless your father, the assassins have all arrested, and when you turn back to interrogate, you will definitely catch the man behind you."
The old emperor looked at the bad spirits, and his voice was empty:
"Can you really catch it?"
It's no wonder that the emperor has no confidence. Over the years, there have always been assassins raids from time to time, but those are dead men without any marks on their bodies, and their mouths are quite strict.
Song Pianzhen only said:
"Children did their best."
The Dragon Boat Festival trip to Jinmingchi was a decent sight and panic.
Compared to assassins or something, the fact that Concubine Xian knew that the tea bowl was poisonous and tempted the emperor to drink it was even more jaw-dropping.
This is Concubine Hyun.
Accompanied by the emperor for most of his life, it is not an exaggeration to say that he will dominate the sixth house. The emperor has three princes in total. She is the second one. It is not good to say that the prince is gone someday, she is the queen mother.
Why can't I think about it!
But no one dared to discuss the matter outside. This was the emperor's family affair, which was extremely embarrassing and had to give the emperor face.
At that time, the emperor's face turned blue with anger, and the people in the court "send the concubine to rest", looking at the posture to deal with it personally.
Everyone saw it, why Song Pianzhen would not know, she never asked about the whereabouts of the concubine, Gu Zi asked people to deal with the assassins and appease the civilians, and explained everything.
When things are done, she has more important things to do.
Song Pianzhen was clean and hid in Ming Shou Palace.
In fact, no one in the East Palace dared to disturb her, but...
In the East Palace, my heart is restless.
When she arrived at the more unfamiliar Mingshou Palace, she wore a light shirt and a skirt, leaning against the corridor, looking into a cluster of mallows.
Song Pianzhen went through all the details in his head, scratching the small seal on the dagger with his fingertips.
She has not yet returned Feng Yuexian.
She asked 09: "You said before that people in different small worlds cannot communicate with each other, right?"
09 firmly said: "Yes."
Song Pianzhen: "I have new problems now."
09: "What?"
Song Pianzhen emphasized his tone:
"Are Lin Qinglu and Feng Yuexian from the small world?"
"Or... what special identity do they have?"
A gust of wind blew by, the fine bamboo rustled in the courtyard, and the mallow shook.
Song Pianzhen listened, holding his breath, waiting for 09's reply.
In the system space that Song Pianzhen couldn't see, 09 frowned for a while holding the big pencil.
Of course Lin Qinglu is a member of the small world, otherwise how could he be an important task target?
09 Very confident, open your mouth to answer the host, so that the host does not think about it—
A bright and clean light beam pierced time and space, penetrated the white wall of the staff dormitory, and sent straight to the center of 09 brows.
Tufts of bright white light is like a transmission object, following the beam of light and entering 09's brain.
"Dip-Cognitive Reshaping -"
The wind stopped.
Faced with my own problems, 09 hasn't spoken for a long time, as if it was dropped. This is the first time.
Song Pianyu thought deeply in her eyes, pressed her finger on the dagger, and called:
"09?"
"Host."
The sound of 09 sounds nothing unusual.
"Can you answer my question? Do you still need to apply for inquiry authority from the department?"
Song Pianzhen's voice was smiling, but his attitude was firm.
She wants to know the answer.
But for this inquiry, 09's reply was very quick.
09 language with apology:
"I just checked the information and found that there is indeed a special situation."
Song Pian's lips slightly opened:
"and so……?"
09 obviously understands what the host cares about most, she paused, and said:
"Lin Qinglu and Feng Yuexian are indeed the same person—not to mention human beings."
The rock hanging in the air, only a line from the ground, finally fell to the ground.
Maybe Song Pianzhen didn't even know it, and the corners of her lips rose slightly.
Her attention was caught by the second half sentence:
"What is she...?"
"When there is a shortage of functional characters in the small world, the Quick Crossing Bureau will send employees to the small world to play important roles."
"But because this kind of play is relatively simple, as long as it cooperates with the work of the staff of the fast pass, it does not require much subjective initiative, or even self-consciousness."
"Therefore, in the case of insufficient staff in the Quick Crossing Bureau, new humans in the higher civilization world were recruited to engage in acting work."
"New Man."
Song Pianzhen read the word softly.
"She is a new human."
09 thoughtfully added: "Yes, the new humans are advanced intelligent people. In the advanced civilized world, they have set off a revolution and drafted the racial term "new humans" by themselves."
"The reason why new humans are suitable to play task objects is because they lack the true human emotions and will not be trapped by emotions."
"They can experience the first half of the life of the task object through quick-passing arrangements, and derive their unique personality based on their own character consciousness. This is also the meaning of the role."
Song Pianzhen caught the point: "So after I finished the task, she ended her acting and left the small world?"
09 said: "Yes, the world is successfully archived."
"Can I see her at the fast-tracking game?"
09 whispered: "You can't see it. New humans have their own realm world."
Song Pianzhen lightly let out a breath, lowered her eyes, and looked at "Qing Lu".
"Then we met twice, is it a coincidence?"
09 hesitated:
"……should be."
"But if we cooperate in a co-production, we can apply, and apply to the Fast-Clearing Bureau to arrange your cooperation tasks." 09 quickly added, "A familiar partner can also improve work efficiency. The Fast-Crossing Bureau will generally agree."
Song Pian was stunned, and smiled, not knowing what he was laughing about or going through the game:
"Quick Crossing will always put efficiency first."
09 Seeing that the host smiled like a spring breeze, she made her body soft and relaxed, she rolled her eyes and reminded in a low voice:
"Quick Crossing Bureau has a retirement system. As long as the task is done well, it will be no problem to retire hand in hand in the future and spend honeymoon in all the world!"
Song Pianqi blinked, before he could react emotionally, reason first caught the message that surprised her most:
"Honeymoon?"
09: "Hehe."
"The new humans of higher civilizations and humans can marry, and it's possible to get through the game quickly--"