Looking at the negative points on the interface, Jiang Nianjiao felt like she had been cheated for some reason.
Fortunately, the bottle of medicine was already in Jiang Nianjiao's hand.
However, how to use such a small porcelain bottle and what effect it has has become a mystery lingering in Jiang Nianjiao's mind.
Is she going to use this porcelain bottle to kill the assassin hiding in the house?
However, the system corrected it at this time, "Please host take the Bailing Liquid."
She frowned and sniffed the porcelain bottle, although she felt that the liquid in the bottle had a suspicious smell.
But there was not much time left for her, so she gritted her teeth and swallowed the liquid in the porcelain bottle.
Then she just felt that her body didn't seem to have any reaction. She was still lying on the temporary Arhat couch like a piece of iron waste.
Fortunately, the system was not verbose. When she highly suspected that the mission was going to fail, the system reminded her loudly, "Host, please say something."
Although Jiang Nianjiao was confused and looked at the task panel with the countdown to three, she still shouted "Help!"
However, this call for help did not attract even half of the guards.
But think about it, since the assassin wanted to assassinate the third prince, he would probably have to transfer all the guards outside.
Even if her throat is broken now, it is impossible to recruit even half of the reinforcements.
So the thing given by the system is not reliable even if it is half a point.
She could even imagine the scene when the assassin killed the third prince and then stabbed herself again.
However, when the mission was about to fail, things quickly took a turn for the better.
Only a soft creaking sound was heard from the palace door.
Then I heard a man shout angrily, "Who dares to act so arrogant here!"
Immediately afterwards there was the sound of a sword coming out of his body.
Then I heard a man yelling in a rough voice, "People inside, listen, you are surrounded."
After this series of sounds, Jiang Nianjiao silently discovered a fact.
The series of sounds just now were all made by herself. And no matter how hard she covered her mouth, the ventriloquism performance had no intention of ending.
However, the assassin in the inner room was obviously timid. After hearing this series of sounds, she did not think of coming out to verify. She just stabbed the third prince in a panic, and then broke open the inner room in a panic. Pane flew out.
Hearing such a loud movement in the room, he then heard the cold prompt from the system: Congratulations to the host for successfully completing the task. Currently, the host has received 20 points of gratitude from the male partner, which is converted into 20 points, and the current points are -29. When the points are negative, it will affect the host's fortune. If the points remain negative within three days, the host may trigger a death event.
Jiang Nianjiao also knew that her mission was completed.
However, as a host who had accomplished a small goal, Jiang Nianjiao's face was still terrifyingly dark.
After all, the thief is gone now, but his ventriloquism performance has not stopped.
She is obviously a gentle, cute and soft girl from the outside. But who would have thought that she could continuously make a voice like the strong black man Li Kui.
"Where can the little thief escape!"
"Take a hit from me!"
If a random person came here and saw me lying on the Arhat's couch talking to himself and playing ventriloquism, he would probably think that he was either a madman or a fool.
Sure enough, it was impossible for this dog system to make her feel comfortable.
Otherwise, she should reopen it.
The system seemed to be able to hear her voice, and it immediately stopped her and said, "Host, face is precious, and life is worth even more."
This was the first time Jiang Nianjiao heard the system talking to her outside of mission hours. Although the voice was still cold, Jiang Nianjiao had an inexplicable feeling that the system was talking weirdly.
However, Jiang Nianjiao was not in the mood to play tricks on the system.
She just asked the broken system firmly, "How can I shut up?"
Then the system began to selectively pretend to be dead, and Jiang Nianjiao once again had the idea of reopening it.
Then the system faintly appeared and said, "Host, don't be impulsive. In fact, this is a normal reaction after taking medicine. It will pass after you tolerate it."
"How long do you have to endure it?" Jiang Nianjiao asked with a dark face.
The system said in an unconvincing tone, "It will take about two or three days to regain freedom."
There are still two or three days left in the Spring Festival. Let her keep talking nonsense for the ladies in the Shengjing circle and Prince Wang and Sun Gong to make fun of. Especially when she is laughed at by Su Zhirou, she only feels that it is more appropriate to start again. Own.
The system was actually anxious at this time. "Actually, it's not impossible. It's just that more points need to be deducted to exchange for new items. The host's current points are already negative."
Jiang Nianjiao said decisively, "Duck!"
Compared with being treated as a lunatic, this early consumption is nothing.
Half a moment later, fifty points were deducted again, successfully solving the problem of insincere words.
Jiang Nianjiao also decided to go and see the third prince in the room.
After all, although the woman was driven away by him, the one lying in the inner room still didn't know what was going on.
She only endured the pain all over her body and moved her body to the inner room with great effort.
A broken bowl was lying on the terrazzo floor tiles in the inner room. There were still brown drug stains on the ground.
There was a dagger clearly stuck in the bulge of Wan Fujin's quilt on the bed.
She tentatively called the Third Prince.
However, the person in the bed did not move at all.
She could only continue dragging her injured body towards the inner room again.
I don’t know if it’s the assassin Tai Cai or Zhao Yanzhen who is blessed with great fortune.
Although the dagger was stuck on the ridge, the assassin was too panicked and the dagger only hit the gap between his arm and body.
This man didn't even suffer any skin injuries.
Comparing himself to the fact that he would harm himself instead of harming others, when Jiang Nianjiao took out the dagger stuck on the quilt, she felt her teeth itching with hatred.
However, she did not dare to neglect, and only tried to wake up Zhao Yanzhen, who was unconscious or sleeping.
Unexpectedly, before she touched Zhao Yanzhen, she heard the young man who was not much older than herself suddenly screamed "No!"
This scream was full of despair, and even the originally clear and clear boy's voice was mixed with the hoarseness of crying blood.
Looking at the young man on the bed again, he saw that the young man was still sleeping with his eyes closed.
His long and thick eyelashes only covered his eyelids like butterfly wings, but his handsome brows were tightly knitted, and his moonlit and breezy face also revealed the despair of falling into the abyss.
His hands were waving unconsciously, as if looking for a life-saving straw.
Jiang Nianjiao was naturally not so kind and acted as a life-saving straw for the man in front of her.
She just raised her head and admired the pained expression of the man in front of her, and she even felt a malicious pleasure from it.
After that, he seemed to be immersed in a sad dream for a long time and couldn't extricate himself.
After a long time, I didn't know where the plot in the dream was going. His originally docile and handsome face also showed a sharp and cruel feeling, and the aura around him was even more like a fallen immortal falling from his nose.
His tone was full of venom, "You forced me to do this!"
Looking at his posture, one could tell that he was possessed by a nightmare.
Jiang Nianjiao once heard someone say that if someone wakes up someone from a nightmare, half of their soul will be lost.
Although she didn't know whether the rumors were true or not, she didn't want to violate this taboo.
Worried that the assassin would come back and only include himself in the plot.
Jiang Nianjiao then planned to abandon him.
But before she could stand up, she felt her wrist being pulled by someone. Then the world started spinning, and her neck was caught by a pair of long, slender, white hands.
At the same time, his hands were also suppressed by that person above his head.
Jiang Nianjiao's throat was so stuck that she could hardly breathe. She even had the illusion that she would be hanged.
"Who are you?" Zhao Yanzhen actually woke up at this time, and his face, which was originally as handsome as the moon in the sky, was still full of anger.
Those amber pupils exuded a strange sense of danger.
Jiang Nianjiao was already covered in injuries, but now she was being pulled, pulled, and pressed, and her entire face was instantly covered with a mask of pain.
hiss! This dog man really doesn't know how to show mercy at all.
Was she born to be at odds with the men of their Zhao family or something? Otherwise, why would she be the one who got hurt every time she met someone named Zhao?
The man seemed to realize that the girl in front of him was not much of a threat, so he quickly touched Jiang Nianjiao's acupuncture points.
When Jiang Nianjiao couldn't move, he released his grip on Jiang Nianjiao.
Jiang Nianjiao, who finally got her neck free, immediately responded with a violent cough.
At this time, Zhao Yanzhen took the dagger from Jiang Nianjiao's hand.
Before the itch in Jiang Nianjiao's throat was coughed away, Zhao Yanzhen's dagger was already pressed against Jiang Nianjiao's face.
"You want to kill me?" The face of the young man in front of him was only half-hidden in the shadow of the mist. His amber eyes were devoid of any luster, and he looked ruthless like a terrifying monster that chooses people to devour.
Although Jiang Nianjiao and Zhao Yanzhen didn't interact much, they had heard people say that the third prince had a temperament as gentle as jade.
However, after seeing it today, the rumors seemed not entirely credible.
After all, if this person was really meek, how could he indiscriminately place a murderous knife on the face of his savior.
Moreover, this man actually called himself me just now. This was the title of an emperor. His calling himself like this was like treason.
But Jiang Nianjiao would not be stupid enough to make a fuss about this matter.
"Who sent you here?" Zhao Yanzhen was still asking.
Jiang Nianjiao only lowered her eyes and stared at the blade sticking to her face.
Although thousands of evil thoughts flashed through her heart, she had to bow her head under the eaves.
She opened her eyes and looked directly at Zhao Yanzhen, only showing a timid and sweet smile and said, "Your Highness, I am not an assassin, I am Jiang Nianjiao, the daughter of Prime Minister Jiang."
Her already soft and sweet face now looked somewhat cat-like and innocent because of her wide-open almond eyes.
She thought that her father's name should somehow make the young man in front of her who was obviously murderous think twice.
However, when Zhao Yanzhen heard this name, he was just stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to have heard some joke.
"Are you Jiang Nianjiao? Do you think I am stupid, or are you stupid? Even if you want to pretend, you should find someone who is not dead to deceive me!"
Then his tone became cold again, "I don't have the patience to talk nonsense with you. If you don't take it seriously, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Jiang Nianjiao finally felt a little weird when he heard him calling himself "I" and hearing him say that he was a dead person.
