The Dali Dynasty, the third year of Yunjia, the imperial palace.
In the imperial study, the handsome young emperor was holding a scroll of memorials and flipping through them, frowning deeply and showing displeasure on his face.
The time has come, and the waiter, holding a tray full of green-headed cards, carefully stepped forward to remind: "Your Majesty, it's time to flip the cards."
Sima Fu was expressionless: "Retreat."
"This..." The waiter wondered, "Your Majesty has not set foot in the harem for half a month, this is not in line with the rules..."
"Rules?" Sima Fu sneered, and threw the memorial in his hand to the ground, "Everyone is an official and a minister, don't care about the people's livelihood, society and crops, and every day they make me want to open up branches and loose leaves, and interfere in my family affairs, isn't it? Exceeding the rules?"
As soon as these words came out, all the people in the palace were so frightened that they fell to their knees on the ground, not daring to catch a breath.
Only the great eunuch Deshun who grew up with the emperor patiently persuaded: "Your Majesty's family affairs are also state affairs..."
"Deshun, even you have to disobey me?!" Sima Fu scolded coldly.
Deshun suddenly shut up and sighed silently.
His Majesty's situation, he also knows.
Compared to many kings who have taken over the mess of their parents, His Majesty's luck is already good. The late emperor made great efforts to manage the situation. Today, Dali is in a prosperous age, and His Majesty only needs to stabilize the current situation.
But there is also a downside. His Majesty was only fourteen years old when he ascended the throne, and he is only seventeen now, and his methods of acting are a little immature. Many old ministers were only loyal to the late emperor, and did not take the young emperor in their eyes. It was not disloyal, but... not so obedient.
His Majesty was young and frivolous, and wanted to make great achievements, but he was not willing to be a law-abiding emperor. However, every time he tried to propose any reform or new policy, he would be dismissed by the ministers who adhered to the old rules. He felt that he was too radical and ideal. The civil and military officials of the Man Dynasty knelt down and shouted in unison, "Your Majesty, think again", but none of Sima Fu's ideas were used. . Isn't this emperor just suffocating
The most annoying thing is choosing a concubine. Sima Fu wanted to have the right to speak in the previous dynasty as soon as possible, and he didn't care about the harem. In the first two years, he was still able to shirk at a young age, and when he turned sixteen, every day he heard ministers’ requests for concubines. The concubine enters the palace.
It's been three months now and I haven't touched a single one.
Every time I enter the harem, I only look for Li Guiconi, because Li Guiconi's pastries are delicious. As for other things, nothing was done.
After all, the emperor is still a child, and he is indeed still tender.
At this moment, in the Splendid Palace.
"Isn't the imperial physician invited over yet?" the palace maid asked anxiously.
"It's late at night, it always takes time for imperial physicians to enter the palace, and... it's not certain whether they will come or not." Another palace maid looked around for a while and whispered, "Who told our master to be unfavorable."
Their master has never even seen His Majesty's face. People in the palace all worship the high and step on the low, so how can they take care of a little beauty.
In fact, five of the six beautiful girls who were selected to enter the palace had never seen His Majesty's face. Only Mrs. Li was lucky. With his good cooking skills, he won the favor of His Majesty, and he was promoted to noble concubine. The other five were just beauties who had never seen Tianyan. Where did they come from
No, Chen Meiren from the Splendid Palace stumbled and fell into the pool. She fell into the water again in the cold spring. Naturally, she was seriously ill, but even an imperial physician took a long time to come.
The two waitresses whispered, completely unaware that the woman on the bed silently opened her eyes and closed them again.
"System, transmit the data of this world." The woman said silently in her heart.
[Yes, host. ]
The system quickly sent a lot of information.
[Character in this world: Sima Fu
Mission: Fill up the favorability of the Raiders character, let the other party fall in love with the host and kill him to get the hero's luck.
Your current status: Chen Meiren Chen Meier
World Plot Overview: The male protagonist Sima Fu and the female protagonist Li Qingtang, the two fell in love after a series of incidents. In the end, after the female protagonist was sealed, the male protagonist dismissed the harem for the female protagonist. Chen Meier is one of the cannon fodder.
After the data transfer is complete, please make the host work hard to complete the task. ]
After Chen Meier digested the memory in her mind, she opened her eyes again.
Isn't it just a counter-attack for the female supporting role, and the male and female protagonists are demolished? She was skilled at doing this, and didn't think this task was too difficult.
Just a little emperor, the fox of the past thousand years has not obediently plucked a heart to her.
It's a pity, that sincerity was given to her, it was destined to be crushed by her.
After all, her task is to kill the male protagonist every time he falls in love with her. As for whether the world will collapse after the death of the Child of Luck, it is not within Chen Mei'er's consideration. Anyway, she had already left this world at that time, so how could she care about the fate of a virtual world.
As long as it wasn't the real world she was originally in, the Daqian world was all virtual. Chen Meier thinks so.
"Let the imperial physician not come here." Chen Mei'er said lightly, "I'm going to see Your Majesty."
The two court ladies who were discussing were stunned: "Lord, Lord, you are awake."
Is the master confused by falling into the water and burning? Your Majesty, is that what they want to see? Who does not know that His Majesty only saw Li Guiconcubine.
Chen Mei'er glanced at them, and her whole personality changed: "What are you doing, still don't change my clothes for me?"
"… Yes."
I don't know why, but they feel that the master seems to be somewhere... different.
Qi Ye is standing on the cloud again, thinking about the action plan this time.
He only knew that in the three years of Yun Jia, Cha Cha replaced Sima Fu, but he didn't know the exact month and day.
To be on the safe side, he set the retrospective time at the beginning of February in the third year of Yunjia. The beginning of a year can never be wrong.
Errors of several months are acceptable.
Compared to going to Chacha and reminding him that there will be an accident in the capital, there is actually an easier way. He went directly to the capital to slaughter the time-travel girl and save the life of the son of luck, so that the world would not collapse, and Chacha's doom would not be there this time.
But he can't do it.
It doesn't match the history he knows.
In the information Qi Ye knew, he met Cha Cha as a Jianghu Ranger, reminding Cha Cha to go to the capital, and then Cha Cha shot and killed the time-travel girl, so that the luck of the world was not sucked away by the time-travel girl.
But when they went to the capital, Sima Fu was already dead.
So Cha Cha was the emperor for more than ten years.
If Qi Ye solved the time-travel girl directly, there would be nothing that happened later, and the history would be different from the timeline that Cha Cha experienced.
Qi Ye didn't dare to think what the consequences would be.
Chacha may have an accident or even disappear because of this change.
Even if it was a 1 in 10,000 chance, Qi Ye didn't dare to take the risk.
Therefore, he has to act step by step according to the plot he knows.
Sima Fu will definitely die.
Qi Ye's face could be called cold.
A normal god would indeed take the protection of the child of luck as the top priority.
But Qi Ye was clear about his purpose from beginning to end.
He came to save Cha Cha, not Sima Fu.
Qi Ye's consciousness swept across the capital and did not stay above the palace, even though he knew that the time-span girl had arrived at the moment.
The Lord God's consciousness is exceptionally powerful, and it can sweep the entire world and find the Snow God easily.
Soon, Qi Ye locked the direction.
The wind and sand outside the Great Wall are fascinating. Except for the merchants who are pulling camels to make a living, there are also the martial arts rangers who are cosmopolitan. Basically, no one wants to set foot in such a ghost place.
The commuters were busy and rested in a tea shed that was erected. People sat on benches and drank from large bowls of water, all with disgraced faces and dry lips.
No one cares about the so-called image, and after the rest, they have to continue on their way.
People they know sit at a table, businessmen chat about their recent business, and people in Jianghu talk about a wider range of topics.
Just as he was talking, another person suddenly entered the tea shed.
It was a young man in white clothes with a long body, wearing a hood, and a white jade waist. Although his face was covered by the hanging white gauze, his fair skin could still be seen as a pampered little boy.
In a crowd of rough people out of place.
The tea shed was silent for a moment.
This elegant body, even if you don't see the real face, is enough to make people look at him.
Ordinary people just take a few more glances, and after a moment of silence, the chatter sounded again.
Only in the corner was a big man with a fierce face, his eyes fell on the youth's clothes and jade pendants, and they exchanged glances with each other.
This dress must be a fat sheep.
They are bandits in this area, and they are also looking for targets here today. I wanted to rob those merchants, but now it seems that this little white face is so rich.
I don't know which naive little boy would dare to go to this barren mountain without an escort.
This is what they called him to see and see, what makes the human heart sinister.
The young man sat on the bench, asked for a bowl of water, took a sip, and put it down immediately.
The tea in this mortal world is far worse than his snow.
The young man put down the bowl and was just about to wipe his lips when a malicious question came from his head: "Young Master is out of the house, aren't you used to drinking this rough tea?"
The young man looked up, and he was surrounded by three fierce men.
Seeing that the posture was not right, the others hurriedly left. Those big men are not easy to mess with at first glance, and it would be a little less troublesome.
In the blink of an eye, only the young man in white and the three bullies were left in the tea shed.
The young man thought for a while: "I'm not used to drinking it."
His voice was warm and sweet, but what he said made people speechless.
Bandit: "..." Who really asked if you are used to drinking
"Young master, this jade pendant is pretty good, my brothers want to borrow it and see." The bandit went straight in, "If you don't give it..." Don't blame us for being rude.
The young man took off the jade pendant and put it on the table: "Here."
Just look at it, what's the harm.
Bandit: "..." This cooperation is really good enough.
"You're acquainted." A bandit couldn't wait to pick up the jade pendant and scrutinize it carefully. He couldn't see whether the jade was good or bad, but what could be wrong with the rich man's body? This time it was really a fortune.
"Your Excellency has seen enough, can you pay me back?" the young man in white said gently.
"Return to you? Hahahahaha." Several people laughed, as if no one really thought that someone could be so naive.
"I'm sorry, we have taken a fancy to this jade pendant, so there is no reason to return it. Master sees that your clothes are good, why don't you take them off and give them to us?" The bandit was full of greed.
I don't know what materials are used for this clothes, luxurious and silky, and beautiful snow patterns, even the brocade divisions in Beijing may not have such craftsmanship.
Several bandits do not know the goods, but also know that it is very valuable.
The young man shook his head this time: "I like this dress very much, I'm afraid I can't give it up."
"Where's the silly boy, I really thought we were reasoning with you? Brothers, ripped off his clothes!"
The young man took a step back and didn't ask them to meet a corner of his clothes, but he accidentally pulled on the veil.
The hood came down, and the white-robed young man had loose blue silk, and his eyebrows were picturesque, like an exiled immortal.
The three bandits were all alone.
I didn't expect this little white face to look better than the girl.
"Mother's, I have lived for thirty years, and today I suddenly want to taste the taste of a man." The bandit's face showed a sinister smile, "Today, the clothes have been cut off."
The young man frowned and ducked, was forced to a corner, and never fought back.
He hadn't fought with mortals, and it would be bad if he didn't have the right measure to kill people. Snow God doesn't like to be contaminated with murder.
Just when he was unable to retreat, he was hesitating whether to take action or not, a sword light flashed, and the three bandits in front of him all died instantly.
A low and cold voice came, with a slight anger.
"You just let them bully you?"
Xue Shen raised his eyes slightly and bumped into a stern face. The man was dressed as a knight in all corners of the world. He looked handsome and unrestrained, and his actions were even more righteous.
He was silent for a moment, and thought about his words: "I can't beat it."
Qi Ye: "..." Edit, continue editing, our Snow God Lord can't beat three mortals.
"Thank you for your help." The young man said with lingering fears, "Otherwise, it will be less fortunate today."
He did not show the slightest fear of the three corpses on the ground.
It is not politically correct for gods to kill people, and it has nothing to do with people when they kill people.
Knowing that the young man was lying, but seeing the pitiful and aggrieved appearance of the other party, Qi Ye was still soft-hearted.
"Forget it, it's very dangerous for you to look so eye-catching." Qi Ye looked at him and introduced himself, "My name is Qi Ye, not a hero, a rookie who has just entered the arena. Lu Jianbu draws his sword to help, and you don't need to thank him. What's your name?"
The young man blinked: "Lu Qinghuan."
Little liar. Not a word of truth.
Qi Ye laughed in his heart, but didn't say anything. There are too many past names for Chacha, and the pseudonym of this period should be this one.
However, Qi Ye's heart still defaulted to Qi Baicha, which was the name Chacha had when he met him, with a different meaning.
"Why did Young Master Qi pass by here?" Qi Baicha asked. It is said that the road is uneven... This passing place is too biased. Hao Duan suddenly came out, and he didn't even know when the other party appeared.
Qi Ye said casually: "Isn't this, wandering around the world, wandering around? I just saw it today, how can I ignore it."
Qing Huan, this name sounds good too.
What is there to say in the world? Qi Ye used to feel sour, but now that he thinks about it, it fits the occasion.
Bai Cha Qing Huan has nothing else to do, I am waiting for the wind and waiting for you.