"Your mission has been completed. You can stay in the current world for a week. After you leave, you cannot enter this world again. Are you sure you want to leave?"
"Yeah." Jian Yixin replied lightly.
"The channel has been opened for you."
In front of Jane Yixin, a white light stretched out on the horizon, like an endless page of white paper, first spread out on the ground in front of her, and then lifted up by an invisible hand.
In front of Jian Yixin was all white, more empty than snow, with a warm and greasy light.
She stood before the cross-section of the whole world.
Behind him is the snow, and in front of him is the void.
"The host can enter directly and return to the realm of the Quick Pass Bureau." 09 prompted.
Jian Yixin paused without looking back, looking up at a certain point in the white light:
"09, Has the memory of the task subject been cleared?"
09 was stunned.
"Yes, please rest assured, host."
Jian Yixin nodded slightly, and without saying anything, stepped into the white light with one foot.
Behind her, the snow was densely woven into a web, like countless white dots between the grey world.
The soft white light can be said to have taken the initiative to melt into Jian Yixin's figure, and flow directly onto the tips of her flying hair.
The moment Jian Yixin left, the world seemed to be pressed the pause button.
Frozen clouds stagnate in the night sky, snowflakes no longer dance, neon lights forget to flicker, and everything is cold and silent.
On the long street, Lin Qinglu stood there, and in the vast world, her figure was extraordinarily thin.
She seemed to see clearly the moment when Jane Yixin left. Because of the dense snow, it seemed that nothing could be seen clearly.
Snow, who was about to kiss her lips, stopped in the air.
Lin Qinglu suddenly opened her eyes.
The next moment, all the parked white dots moved again.
They are no longer snow.
These dense white dots stretch out and grow strange outlines. Lin Qinglu looked carefully, only to find out why they looked familiar.
It's a white butterfly.
It was as thin as paper, weightless and lifeless, with snow-like glaciers and a touch of blue.
They were huddled together in the air, producing a small, indescribable rubbing sound, ethereal and empty, as if it were just a sound of human imagination.
They flew all over the place and covered the sky.
Lin Qinglu looked up, her neck was slender and her ice blue skirt was like water.
She saw these elf-like creatures devour skyscrapers, invade the night, and melt all real ice and snow.
They are the snowflakes on TV, covering up the picture called "The World" a little bit.
The world is like colorful ice cream balls thrown into milk, melted by white.
While Lin Qinglu was in it, her heart was as calm as a bystander.
Until a butterfly flew in front of her, slightly higher than her, level with the line of sight she was looking up at, flapping its wings gently.
Lin Qinglu suddenly smiled, she raised her hand and touched her lips.
But the butterfly did not land on her lips.
She lightly kissed Lin Qinglu's forehead.
The excessive bright light made Jian Yixin couldn't help closing her eyes. When the light faded, she opened her eyes and found herself in a pure white room.
She was still wearing the black coat, and the snowflakes smeared a touch of dampness on the surface of the coat.
Unlike Song Piantao in the small world, she has a pair of brown pupils, and even before she opens her mouth, she can make people feel the power of gentleness.
A little girl was sitting on a white square-like bench, looking at her with her face raised.
The girl has long curly hair and big eyes, wears a small skirt, looks like a doll, and looks eight or nine years old. She held a large blue pencil in her arms, with a pink cherry blossom-shaped eraser on the tip of the pencil.
"Host, welcome back to Kuai Chuan Bureau, this is your staff dormitory." The girl said in a familiar girly voice.
"09?"
"It's me." 09 showed a sweet smile, a little shy. She remembered her business, stood up, and easily fiddled with a large pencil that was a little taller than herself with her short arms, drawing a blue-light settlement screen in the air.
"Congratulations, host, in the first mission world, your completion degree is S, and the contribution value has been credited to your account."
"According to the regulations, I have also been upgraded to the first-level system, and the exchange function is open. You can exchange materials directly in the system through me."
Back to the Kuaichuan Bureau, Jian Yixin finally felt amnesia. She was full of unfamiliarity with the rules here, but she quickly found the point:
"Can supplies be brought into the mission world?"
"No, it's just for your entertainment in Kuaichuan." 09 shook his head, his long hair swayed, "In addition to the system exchange, you can also trade with others in the market, and the contribution value can be circulated as currency. "
"OK."
After Jian Yixin probably understood, she looked around. This is a square room, everything is pure white, except for basic furniture, there is nothing else.
09 explained in a timely manner: "The current room is the initial appearance. If the host needs it, we can transform and upgrade it to make it more livable."
It means that he has lost his memory, so whether it is the system or the assets he owns, all return to zero.
Jian Yixin has no sense of belonging here, and has no intention of dressing it up. But she remembered:
"Did you stay here when I was in the mission world?"
09 nodded, curly hair flickering.
Jian Yixin smiled: "It's fine to arrange it as you like."
09 His eyes lit up, his face full of surprise, more like a doll: "Is it really possible?"
"Furniture and things can be added as you wish, as long as you live comfortably." Jian Yixin said warmly, but after thinking about it, she added, "The whole thing should not be too fanciful."
Ah, the host is so kind to her! 09 nodded excitedly, and there were more cherry blossoms beside the pink cherry blossoms on the big pencil.
Jane Yixin took off her coat and hung it on her elbow. She pressed her forehead: "Is there a time limit for the next mission?"
"Yes, within three days." 09 looked at her expression, "Quick Pass provides an emotion elimination function, which can eliminate the influence of the small world on your emotional level."
"Does the host need it?"
Jane Yixin made a move.
"No."
Complete forgetting is the real separation.
09 said obediently: "Okay, the host can take a rest, I'll adjust the room, and then we can go out for a walk, there is a barbecue on the street that is delicious, as long as a few credit points..."
09 started talking about eating, eating and playing, and Jian Yixin listened quietly. She felt that she really needed a good sleep first.
She took off her watch habitually, but felt empty.
"Ah, that's right." 09, who has always been paying attention to the state of the host, explained, "Things between the system space and the small world cannot communicate with each other. Except for the clothes when they came from the small world, all other items are excluded."
"Therefore, a second-hand clothing market has also emerged. Everyone exchanges clothes from various small worlds, and we can also go to Taotao for fun."
"It's interesting."
As soon as Jane understood, she was going to hang up her coat. Before hanging it, she habitually checked the two coat pockets.
09 knew that she had the habit of checking her pockets. Seeing that she couldn't change it for a while, she whispered:
"It's said that there won't be anything, the host can rest assured-"
09 The sweet voice came to an abrupt end.
In Jian Yixin's palm, a beautiful butterfly brooch lay quietly.
"Dear miss, good afternoon." The rigorous and indifferent female said.
In the silver-grey room, the surroundings are empty, and only near the center is an oval silver-white cabin.
"The entertainment industry project has officially ended. Please rate and evaluate the project experience. If you have any questions, No. 01 will serve you wholeheartedly."
The voice came from nowhere, with a subtle metallic texture, and after waiting patiently for a minute, it finally awakened its goal.
After a few subtle mechanical sounds, the ecological cabin made a long beep, and the semi-circle lying on the ground rotated upwards by 45 degrees, and turned into a tilted posture, standing obliquely on the silver-gray flat ground.
There is no fulcrum between the ecological cabin and the ground. If you look closely, there are no connecting surfaces, just suspended quietly.
The hatch opened, and the man inside sat up, long black hair pouring out behind him.
Her face is very young, probably in the transition period between a girl and a woman, the two charms are intertwined in her, and the beauty that makes people unable to take their eyes off her.
The confusion in her red-brown pupils gradually dissipated, and turned to a slight light, but her voice was restrained and cold:
"who is she?"
"Which one are you talking about?" 01 guessed, but still confirmed with the other party, "Is it the one who caused your main consciousness to choose to end the project?"
"Um."
"Wait a minute, I'm inquiring for you-"
"Sorry, the identity of the other party cannot be determined for you at the moment."
01 Compassionately said:
"If you need, we also provide love projects. Professionals will find you in the small world and provide you with all kinds of love experiences."
"No." She said coldly.
"OK."
01 didn't mean to say anything, the room fell silent.
The woman in the eco-cabin rested her elbows on the bulkhead and supported her head, before speaking after a long while, her tone was a little annoyed:
"Why am I so... immature in this project?"
After two or three breaths, 01 said: "It has been confirmed that there is no abnormality in the life you experienced in the small world. Moreover, your performance is very good."
After a pause, 01 said frankly: "Indeed, your performance is really bad when it comes to sudden love."
"… "
She pursed her lips, and after a while, her beautiful brows frowned slightly, and said, "I can't find out her identity?"
"Because they belong to different departments, the identity of the other party cannot be confirmed temporarily. But if you insist on looking for it, I can call your Class A authority to track the other party's whereabouts for you."
"I'm going to the project she's working on to help me locate." She said without hesitation, and then paused, "This time emotional reservations."
"Okay. Just a reminder that your memory will still be erased if the emotion is preserved."
01 said rigorously: "In the absence of memory as a basis, the emotional retention value will fluctuate between 30%-50% of the original value."
"The emotions your main consciousness has on the other party will affect your 'personality' in the project. I hope you know."
"I know." Her voice was a little lazy, and she said slowly, "Class A permissions... can you designate the project world?"
"You could have specified items."
"I mean, appointed her." She smiled slightly. "After all, I followed her, didn't I?"
After being silent, 01 said: "After inquiry, you have the right to use a designated opportunity. Because the identity of the other party is uncertain, the designated result is uncertain, it will be adjusted reasonably, and it will not even take effect."
She nodded indifferently, then her eyes flashed, and she made her request slowly.
Jian Yixin was convinced that she had never owned such a brooch, and with her jewelry appreciation skills, she could easily see the high value of the brooch.
Where it came from, it seems self-evident.
09's reaction to the brooch was even bigger than that of Jian Yixin, the cherry blossom petals of the pencil exploded, and the tone was puzzled like a reader who couldn't solve a math problem and saw the answer to the question:
"How fat four! How can this happen?"
Jian Yixin was slightly absent-minded, her fingertips brushed the outline of the broken diamond of the butterfly wing, and there was a cold and hard texture with slight edges and corners under her finger.
it is very beautiful.
She was so beautiful that she remembered Lin Qinglu once said that she had prepared a gift for herself, and she would definitely like it, her voice was a little smug.
Qiuyang happened that day, she teased Lin Qinglu, what if she didn't like it.
Lin Qinglu hooked her lips and said that if she didn't like it, she also said she liked it, so that when she was happy, she would give herself more gifts—
"I need to scan its data and transmit bugs and data to the superior." Jian Yixin's thoughts were interrupted by 09.
She stared blankly at the brooch.
"Can you...?" 09 asked carefully.
If uploaded, this brooch may be used as a bug on it, and it will be recycled and cleaned up.
After a long time, Jian Yixin said:
"Of course, it's your job."
09 Extending her small hand, Jane Yixin slowly put the brooch in her palm.
09 Putting away the butterfly brooch properly, holding the big pencil hesitating for a while, he whispered:
"I don't think it's very urgent to scan it. Why don't you wait until you come back next time to do it."
Jian Yixin laughed.
She should have persuaded 09 to perform her job duties as soon as possible, but the truth was on her lips and she couldn't say it.
Just let her keep this little selfishness.
"Thank you, 09."
"No, no, thank you."
Face to face, 09 seemed to be even more shy, she covered her face with her hands, only a pair of black grapes looked at Jian Yixin with big eyes, and she said to him:
"Host, you have to tell me in advance when you are leaving. I am going to the Kuaichuan Bureau to report for work."
There are only three days of rest in total, and Jian Yixin has no habit of putting things off until the end, so she narrowed her eyes and said:
"The afternoon after tomorrow."
"it is good."
In two days, it was only enough for 09 Kankan to decorate the room in the fairy tale style she likes. Fortunately, it is mainly white. Apart from being too complicated, there is no big cat cake.
09 After reporting back from the Kuaichuan Bureau, he used a large pencil to draw four bright white halos in the room:
"Please host randomly select a small world to enter."
Jian Yixin casually clicked on it, the halo jumped forward twice, and turned into a light curtain while rotating, and Jian Yixin walked straight in.
09's cherry blossom rubber glowed faintly, she found a small bench and sat down obediently, closed her eyes, entered the connection mode, and muttered:
"Ancient copy..."
The connection is complete, and she opens her eyes, ready to erase the other halos with an eraser.
The selected halo will lose its message protection, revealing the details as if the answer was announced.
09 casually glanced at the remaining three, and the cherry blossom petals exploded again:
"Why are I knocking knocking knock on the ancient dungeon to play Lianliankan???"
As usual, there was a burst of white light that made people unable to open their eyes, and the foot seemed to fall in the air. In the next instant, Jian Yixin appeared in the mission world.
Her eyes were still dark, and she could smell the strong medicinal smell in her breath, and a sense of fatigue lingered on her body, as if implanted in the bone marrow, as if her originally healthy soul had been shaved off, leaving only a little spiritual energy to support her.
Simply put, it is physical weakness, and it is too weak.
"Princess! Oh hey - now the prince is in critical condition, you can't fall down again." A sharp and anxious voice said.
09 said quickly: "Host, you are now the Princess of Li Kingdom, and I will open more complete auxiliary functions for you."
Jian Yixin said hello in her heart and slowly opened her eyes.
There was a bright yellow bed in front of her. She was lying in front of the bed, her face was cold, her eyes were hot, and she must be crying.
There was a man lying on the couch, with a face that was indistinguishable between males and females. At the moment, he was as pale as paper, and the snow-white blouse had a little red plum on it. A closer look revealed that it was splattered blood.
His hair was like dead twigs and lost its luster. What was even more frightening was that his eyes were dull, like a candle that was struggling to support it in the rustling wind, which made people afraid that it would go out in the next breath.
After the system is upgraded, the auxiliary function allows Jian Yixin to see the names and identities of these characters.
Prince Li, Song Yu.
"lightly."
Song Yu struggled to reveal an unformed smile, his hands like chicken feet clenched Jian Yixin tightly, and he said word by word:
"I didn't take Fengyuexian to control the general's mansion, you must remember..." Speaking of this, he gasped for a while before he could continue, "You have lived in the deep palace for a long time, you can't trust the king of Chu, don't believe those rumors - for the sake of To protect Dali, we must… we must seek help from the Feng family.”
Song Yu's eyes were full of grief and admonition. Given his current situation, there must be a lot of words that he couldn't tell him. He just hoped that this sister who had lived in the palace for a long time could understand the current situation.
Song Piantao was unavoidably moved by him, holding his hand back, with emotion in his eyes, and said softly:
"Brother, don't worry."
Song Yu smiled, becoming more and more like jade. Can imagine, if not because of illness, what kind of graceful look.
He took a few more deep breaths, as if his lungs and throat were broken, and he breathed straight in, but he couldn't hold anything in his body.
The eunuch next to him cried out in pain, "Prince, take a breath, there's still time—"
"No more." Song Yu said slowly, trying his best to focus his eyes on his sister, "Using my identity, you will continue to support Dali for me. Xu Jing and the rest of the East Palace can Letter, Pian Tiao, don't be afraid."
"I'm not afraid." Jian Yixin reassured her.
How could she let the deceased leave with such a strong worry.
Song Yu didn't know how much he believed, but he couldn't believe it.
He closed his eyes: "Also, your body is better than mine, but..."
"Fate is uncertain." In the end, he was still reluctant to say it, and only vaguely took it, but he insisted, "Be sure to choose someone to go to your knees and inherit the lineage, remember!"
Jian Yixin didn't know the plot yet, so it was inconvenient to say more, so she could only lean over and answer briefly but solemnly:
"Okay, I will definitely do it."
Song Yu coughed violently, as if to cough out his lungs, his face flushed strangely, Xu Jing hurriedly stepped forward and waited on with a handkerchief. When retreating, the blood dripped from the handkerchief to the front of the couch.
tick.
Song Yu laughed, vaguely seeing his warm appearance. He swallowed something, twitched his lips, and finally said:
"Fine, I believe Feng Yuexian."
"And... don't be afraid."
Jian Yixin felt an intuition in her heart. She didn't know if it was because she had too much empathy, or if she was sad that such a character would be ruined. Her eyes were warm and she opened her lips:
"I… "
The moment she opened her lips, a burst of force came from her hand, and it was Song Yu who used her last strength to push her out of the bed tent.
Jian Yixin fell to the ground and looked up at the person on the couch, only to see Song Yu struggling to hold up and pulling off the bed curtain, her figure crooked.
A weak and hoarse voice came from behind the tent, and the air was like smoke:
"Take the princess to prepare—"
The voice came to an abrupt end, and the figure behind the tent swayed twice, like a rock collapsed, and it couldn't be overturned.
"Prince—" Xu Jing immediately fell to his knees, and the few people in the hall all murmured in a hoarse voice.
Jian Yixin supported her body, and there were shallow tears in her brown eyes.
Heavy sadness spread out, and for a while in the hall, only the sound of suppressed crying could be heard. Even crying, can only quietly, like a sick cat meowing.
Xu Jing was the first to kneel and the first to stand up.
He beckoned, and a palace attendant stepped forward and gently helped Song Pian up.
"Princess, the slave's name is Xueqing, and I am ordered by the prince to follow you."
Xu Jing wiped away his tears. After the prince left, his old face seemed to have aged for many years. He humbly lowered his waist and said to Song Pian:
"Princess, Xue Qing is from the dark guard, and you can easily change your face. You and... and the prince's faces are 70% to 80%. It's safe in the East Palace. If you see outsiders, it's better for Xueqing to follow you."
"In the future, the prince's last wish is entirely up to you!"
Xu Jing's voice was sad. He knew that the things entrusted by the prince were very important. He was afraid that the sick and weak princess's spine would be crushed.
Dali... can you really hold on
After all, he was getting old, and the great joy and sorrow were exhausted, and he almost swayed, his eyes darkened, and he fell straight down. Unexpectedly, someone pulled his arm to stabilize his body.
When he came over to take a look, it was actually a princess.
"I can't do it! You are precious, and you are a humble servant—" Xu Jing was so frightened, but he didn't dare to struggle, and he didn't dare to push the princess away.
"Eunuch Xu is a capable minister left to this palace by the emperor's brother. Don't belittle yourself."
The princess's voice is thin and gentle, with a touch of comfort, how similar to the prince! Xu Jing was startled, and the old tears were about to fall.
Song Pian held him for a moment, and when he saw that he was standing firm, he slowly retracted his hand.
This body is too weak, just say a few words, she has to stop to take a few breaths, and when the voice is steady, she said:
"I also hope that Eunuch Xu will not be too sad. The deceased has passed away, leaving only a last wish. I also hope that Eunuch Xu will assist this palace and fulfill the last wish of the emperor, and see that the Dali Jiangshan is stable."
Song Piantao was gentle and strong, and more importantly, when the prince died suddenly and people were panicking, she suppressed her grief, stabilized her mind, and calmed people's hearts.
Not only did she tell Xu Jing what she said, but the expressions of the rest of the people in the hall finally settled down.
They looked at Song Piantao, who stood there frail in a thin spring skirt, but at this moment, it was like a nail, which steadied everyone's heart.
Unexpectedly, before the catastrophe, the one who could hold on the most was the princess who looked the weakest on weekdays and was as delicate and afraid of the wind as a spring flower.
Xu Jing looked at Song Pian's slender figure, and a little hope rose in his heart.
If it is such a master, perhaps Dali really still has a chance...
The door of the palace was opened, and the servant of the first palace hurriedly bowed and said in a hurry:
"Prince, princess, the auspicious time is coming, and the Feng family's wedding team is coming!"
He didn't even know the prince had died.
"Princess." Xu Jing looked at Song Piantao and waited for her to signal.
Song Pian sighed softly.
The emperor's brother has passed away, leaving behind the old minister Xu Jing. In just a few words, it can be seen that the power of the Dali emperor is precarious, and the wolf is waiting for him.
I don't know how much strength the imperial brother has left for him, but he has been reduced to using marriage as a covenant and bowing his head to the general's mansion, which must not be optimistic.
Now, she doesn't even have time to listen to 09's explanation of the plot, so she has to deal with the continuous things first.
"Brother, here..."
Xu Jing said knowingly: "Don't worry, the servants here are watching."
"Well, let's go." There was no time to delay, Song Pian took Xueqing out of the main hall of the East Palace.
Xue Qing helped her to cross the threshold, Song Pian raised her eyes and looked up, the light blue palace sash beside her skirt swayed slightly in the wind.
In addition to the vermilion palace walls and glazed tiles, the bright yellow auspicious beasts have hundreds of layers, and under the eaves are covered with glazed lamps surrounded by red gauze, emitting scarlet light.
There was no one around, but Xueqing still suppressed the sound into a line.
"Princess, today is Feng Yue Xian and..." Xue Qing paused, "It's a big day with you."