The prince got on his horse and rode away.
The wind in March blows on my face, carrying the faint fragrance of peach blossoms.
The prince's mind came to mind, the peach blossom lipstick left on the glass of residual wine in winter.
He narrowed his eyes.
Zhen Qingyin cannot die.
This Dong Susu is probably the grumpy little tomato that Zhen Qingyin asked about.
Song Jian is the villain.
He is the male protagonist.
Are all of them fictional characters written by Dong Susu, including Zhen Qingyin?
how can that be possible?
That's ridiculous.
He is the male protagonist that Dong Susu specially wrote to his "good girlfriend". Who is the good girlfriend? Zhen Qingyin? Apart from her, he couldn't think of anyone else.
Do they know each other?
They must know each other and have questions about their origins.
After the strategy is completed, the system will "break up", which means leaving the "host" and leaving this world?
What is the purpose of the system? Will it harm the people of Dajing?
What will happen if you conquer him and Song Jian? What will happen to this world?
What about the original work?
On the surface, the purpose of Big Bee and Pug was just to make him and Song Jian fall in love with Zhen Qingyin and Dong Susu, but he felt that it was more than that.
He only completed five tasks, and used the colored glaze rewarded by the system to amass a large amount of wealth. He obtained high-yielding potatoes and sweet potatoes, cement that could benefit all people, and medical books that could prevent smallpox and other diseases. Dong Susu completed eighty Task, the pug system must have given her more rewards.
The prince's face turned green when he thought of the stark contrast between the two system panels.
Where did he lose compared to Wei Yi? Incompetent without him?
How did he lose compared to Song Jian? Didn't he languish?
Isn't he the male protagonist?
What about the appearance of the male protagonist?
Fortunately, apart from him, no one else, including Song Jian, could see the system and didn't know its existence. Otherwise, he would have been so embarrassed when he saw the two system panels and compared them one against the other.
As the horse passed by the river, the prince didn't look sideways and didn't bother to look. Anyway, she would rather die than attack him.
The prince no longer hesitates, Zhen Qingyin cannot die.
Reward, he wants.
He wants people too!
He has to continue to complete the task. No matter what, he can't be compared with Song Jian's thing. If he has a chance tomorrow, let someone tell her how perverted Song Jian is and where he is. As for being scared, he is not. Is wrestling just about twisting the neck?
Big Bee issued those tasks with the goal of conquering him. Why not follow the instructions, complete the tasks one by one, and counterattack her?
The prince suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart. Zhen Qingyin would not disturb his mind. He wanted to protect her for the sake of her system.
The system comes from mysterious power, and only the giant bee can fight against the pug.
Thinking about it from another angle, Zhen Qingyin would rather die than betray him, how touching it is.
The prince's irritable heart suddenly calmed down, and the mania in his eyes dissipated, turning into a gentle March spring breeze.
Wang Linyuan followed closely, thinking silently, what aroused His Highness? How about putting a sack on him at night and giving Mr. Song Jian a beating?
Mr. Song Jian's mouth is really poisonous.
It's because Chao Guogong doesn't like him and doesn't invite him to be crowned prince. What does it have to do with His Highness the Crown Prince?
The sound of horse hooves vibrated and rumbled past, attracting the women's astonished gazes. Countless young ladies' faces turned red.
Meng Rulan saw the handsome figure of the prince riding on a tall horse from a distance, her heart was pounding, she quickly arranged her hair accessories and clothes, snatched the beautiful garland made by Zhen Qingyin, put it on her head, and then put the ugly one she had made The crooked garland was pushed back into Zhen Qingyin's hands.
As soon as she had finished her graceful pose, where the flowers were shining in the water, she heard the rumble of horse hooves running away, and her pounding heart fell into the ice cave with a thud.
The prince is not here for Zhen Qingyin...
Her eyes were full of disappointment, and she couldn't help complaining that Zhen Qingyin was useless and couldn't make the prince stop for her.
Zhen Yuanyuan accused: "Cousin, what are you doing? Why did you snatch my sister's wreath without asking?"
Meng Rulan was devastated. When she heard this, she tore off the wreath and threw it into Zhen Qingyin's arms. She smashed it with anger: "It's just a wreath made of wild flowers. It's not worth three cents. I'll just give it back to my eldest cousin!"
Zhen Qingyin's face darkened.
Before she could say anything, Song Xiang was so angry that he had a bad temper. He picked up the two wreaths in Zhen Qingyin's arms and smashed them on Meng Rulan's face: "What is your identity and status, how can you have the courage to attack my cousin?" Take off your steam! Even the qualification to come to Spring Hunting was given by my cousin. Someone, let her kneel down for me!"
Immediately, two nuns came over and stared at Meng Rulan. One of them said with a straight face: "Girl, do you want to kneel by yourself, or do you want us to escort you to kneel?"
Meng Rulan's face hurt, and her heated brain felt like a basin of cold water had been poured on her. Only then did she realize that she couldn't afford to offend the three noble daughters in front of her. The empress and the prince were all forgotten.
She was so humiliated that she looked at Zhen Qingyin and Zhen Yuanyuan for help, begging them to forgive her this time for the sake of their relatives.
If she kneels now, how can she have the face to face them in the future? How can she hold her head up in front of sisters Zhen Qingyin.
Zhen Qingyin took her time cleaning the grass blades and petals on her skirt.
Meng Rulan has been immersed in a dream for too long, and it's time to wake up.
Zhen Yuanyuan pursed her lips, feeling that Song Xiang asked Meng Rulan to kneel down a bit too much.
But it was her sister who was wronged. Although she couldn't bear it, her sister didn't say anything. She would definitely not stand up and pretend to be a good person at this time.
It would be a good idea to teach Meng Rulan a lesson, let her understand the difference in status, and don't be fooled by the pie painted by the old lady.
Is the East Palace so easy to enter?
With her ugly posture of impatiently climbing up on her relatives, she went in vertically and had to come out horizontally. She offended people without knowing it, and she didn't know how she died.
There was deathly silence in the air, and Meng Rulan didn't want to kneel down.
Song Xiang stared.
The two nuns didn't dare to make her angry, so one of them kicked Meng Rulan's knee, causing Meng Rulan to kneel down, while the other suppressed her shoulders to prevent her from getting up.
Song Xiang's immature voice was full of authority, imitating her mother's usual tone of scolding her slaves: "My cousin is very good-natured and doesn't put on airs for you. Do you really think she's easy to bully? For the sake of my relatives, I can't stand you two points." That’s all.
No matter who your cousin's second uncle is or who your aunt and uncle are, you can't afford to offend them. You are very ambitious, but unfortunately you don’t have the scheming to match it. Before you gain power, you start to act arrogantly. How dare you let you gain power! "
Meng Rulan was like an enlightenment, and her mind, which had been hazy for two months, suddenly woke up.
Her face was pale and her whole body was shaking.
Is it that obvious?
They had just met her once, and even a child of six or seven years old could see her ambition.
Or, did my cousin see it and tell this Miss Song?
She thought she acted very covertly, and she always prided herself on being smart.
It seemed that from the first time she met the prince at the gate of the city, she was in a state of confusion.
