At the moment when the swords were drawn and the murderous aura pervaded, Feng Yuexian would not miss Song Pian's soft words.
Her Begonia red dress was covered with white light in front of her, and behind her was the shady Linshui Temple. The junction of light and shadow was plated on her dress, and the silver sword in her hand matched the gold in the daytime.
Feng Yuexian turned slightly sideways, light and shadow flowed over her, and her voice was soft and cold:
"Um?"
Feng Yuexian responded very naturally.
Qinglu…
Song Pian clenched the handle of the dagger tightly, and his eyes were fixed on the two small seals.
One breath, two breaths.
She took a light breath, turned the dagger over, and stopped looking at those two words.
Now is not the time to think about that.
However, Song Piantao still held the dagger in the palm of his hand and did not return it to Feng Yuexian.
Baojin Building.
The concubine Xian supported the emperor and led the three princes to the front of the Baojin Tower under the guard of the civil servants.
She was thinking about the words conveyed by Hemerocallis, saying that the royal family must come to Baojin Tower to avoid it, and they will also arrange back-ups here.
Concubine Xian calmed down and glanced up, only to see that Baojin Tower was surrounded by the imperial guards and the Beijing army. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is impregnable.
Concubine Xian was stunned.
However, the Southern Army in the Beijing Army was the hand of the King of Chu, maybe it was the Southern Army—
The leading general bowed his hands and said:
"Blessings to the emperor, Xie You, the minister of the Northern Army, will guard Baojin Tower in the name of the prince."
Xie You of the Northern Army? The people of the Feng family, Concubine Xian died immediately, and Baojin Tower was open everywhere. Under such a defense, the assassins could no longer get in.
The old emperor took a few steps in a hurry, panting out of breath, and after he brought people into the Baojin Building, did he have the heart to praise:
"Prince is thoughtful."
Civil servants repeatedly said yes, at this time, no one would want to sing the opposite.
For a moment, the hall was filled with compliments of the Crown Prince, which was quite humorous in conjunction with the faint sound of swords coming from outside.
Concubine Xian embraced the third prince 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 tea bowl in the first seat should be prepared for the royal father and son.
Concubine Xian's hand trembled a few times under her sleeve, but she didn't have the confidence to do evil in front of dozens of eyes, and turned to say:
"I was scared just now, but my mouth is a little dry. The emperor is in a good mood. Would you like to use some tea?"
The old emperor nodded: "Yes."
"Damn the servant, you actually asked the concubine Xian to do some errands." The eunuch said in a panic, and immediately slapped himself lightly and picked up the kettle to pour tea for the emperor.
"nothing."
Concubine Xian tried her best to maintain a smiling face, clenched her fists in her sleeves, her whole body tense, suppressing the expectation in her eyes.
Under her gaze, the emperor raised his glass to drink.
"Your Majesty, I heard that there are not enough people in Linshui Palace, and I intend to send three people to help the Prince." Xie You raised his hand and interrupted the emperor's movements.
The emperor gave a meal, as if it was only then that he remembered that his sickly son was still suffering in front of him.
"Yes, yes, let's go."
Xie You's eyes stopped on the tea bowl in his hand.
The emperor also seemed to feel that his conscience was overwhelmed, and the prince was still in fear, and his life and death were uncertain, but he had the intention to sit and drink tea.
The emperor coughed twice and put down the tea bowl.
Xie You said:
"According to the Holy Command."
Concubine Xian tightened the veil, Xie You really deserves to be the lackey of the Feng family, it can really be a bad thing!
She cursed inwardly, but she couldn't help being panicked and lost. Is today's game still defeated? This father and son are just lingering, why not make a place
She has survived from the flower letter years to the present, trying her best to maintain her appearance, but she still declines irreparably. If the emperor does not die, she will end up in the deep palace—
Concubine Xian felt self-pity and almost lost her mind, she reached out to the table with a small hand and took the tea bowl that the emperor had not drank.
Song Duan grinned:
"My father didn't drink it, but my son had a dry mouth, so he drank it."
The old emperor was quite indulgent towards his young son, and waved his hand indifferently.
But this sound awakened Concubine Xian at the same time.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw her lifeblood carrying poisonous water into her mouth—
"Snapped!"
The tea bowl smashed powder on the ground, and the tea splashed.
Everyone looked at the first concubine Xian.
"Mother concubine?"
Concubine Xian's face was terrifyingly pale. She looked at Song Duan with fear and happiness.
Fortunately, fortunately, Duan Er did not drink it.
She pulled Song Duan into her arms and waited for this instinct to pass before she realized that the surroundings were quiet and scary.
It seems that everyone is aware of the anomaly.
Her face froze, and she raised her eyes to look at the old emperor.
The emperor was in shock, and the anger of thunder was hidden in his slightly slanted face.
He stretched his finger to the nose of Concubine Xian, his fingers trembled:
"You, tell me, what's in this tea!"
The dwarf was captured, and the assassination finally came to an end.
Feng Yuexian personally led the generals and guards of the Feng family, and surrounded Song Pianto to Baojin Tower.
Everyone peeked at Feng Yuexian, both in disbelief and awe.
In the past, I only knew that Feng Yuexian had martial arts by her side, but she knew that her martial power and eyesight were so outstanding.
Although she protected the crown prince and never fought against him, she made a few shots very brightly.
Eyesight, kung fu and quick reaction are all very human beings can do - otherwise, it would not be the crown princess' turn to take action in person.
When the ministers refreshed their understanding of Feng Yuexian, the group kept their feet and hurried to Baojin Building.
Outside the building, Xie You came up and talked about Concubine Xian in a few words.
When Song Piantao saw the old emperor, and sure enough, Concubine Xian was no longer in the hall, she smiled slightly and saluted:
"God bless the father and emperor, the assassins have been caught all the way, and when we go back and interrogate, we must catch the people who play tricks behind the scenes."
The old emperor looked at his spirits very poor, and his voice was vain:
"Can you really catch it?"
No wonder the emperor lacked confidence. Over the years, there have always been assassins raiding from time to time, but those are all dead soldiers, with no marks on their bodies, and their mouths are quite strict.
Song Pian only said:
"My son, do my best."
The trip to Jinming Pond on the Dragon Boat Festival came with a dignified scenery and a panic.
Compared with assassins or something, the fact that Concubine Xian knew that the tea bowl was poisonous and lured the emperor to drink it was even more shocking.
This is Concubine Xian.
Having been with the emperor for most of his life, it is not an exaggeration to say that he favors the six palaces. The emperor has three princes in total, and she occupies the second. To put it differently, when the prince is gone, she is the empress dowager.
Why can't you think about it!
But no one dared to discuss this matter outside, this is the emperor's family business, it is extremely humiliating, and the emperor has to give face.
At that time, the emperor's face turned blue with anger, and he even let people "send Concubine Xian to rest" in the court, looking at the posture that he had to deal with it himself.
Others could see it, how could Song Piangan not know, she never asked the whereabouts of Concubine Xian, Gu Zi ordered the assassins to deal with the assassins, appease the civilians, and explained each item one by one.
After finishing the work, she has more important things to do.
Song Pian looked clean and hid in the Mingshou Palace.
In fact, no one dared to disturb her in the East Palace, but...
In the East Palace, the heart is restless.
When she arrived at Mingshou Palace, which was more unfamiliar, she leaned against the corridor and looked into a clump of mallows in a light blouse and skirt.
Song Piantao went through all the subtleties in his mind, and scratched the small seal on the dagger with his fingertips.
She has not returned Feng Yuexian.
She asked 09: "You said before that people from different small worlds cannot communicate with each other, right?"
09 said firmly: "Yes."
Song Pian: "I have a new problem now."
09: "What?"
Song Piantao increased his tone:
"Are Lin Qinglu and Feng Yuexian from a small world?"
"Or... what special status do they have?"
A gust of wind blew, the thin bamboos in the courtyard rustled, and the mallows shook.
Song Piantao listened to the sound and waited for 09's reply with bated breath.
In the system space that Song Piantao couldn't see, 09 frowned while holding the big pencil and thought about it.
Lin Qinglu is of course a person from a small world, otherwise why would he be an important target
09 Extremely confident, he will answer the host when he opens his mouth, so that the host will not be cranky—
A bright and clean beam pierced through time and space, penetrated the white walls of the staff dormitory, and went straight into 09's eyebrows.
The gleaming white light was like a transmission object, following the light beam and entering into 09's brain.
"Drip - Cognitive Reshaping -"
The wind stopped.
Facing his own problem, 09 didn't speak for a long time, as if he had dropped the line. This was the first time.
Song Pian pondered deeply in his eyes, put his finger on the dagger, and called out:
"09?"
"Host."
09's voice sounded unremarkable.
"Can you answer my question? Or do I need to apply to the department for inquiry permission?"
Song Pian's voice was smiling, but her attitude was firm.
She wants to know the answer.
But this time, 09's reply was very quick.
09 with apology:
"I just went to check the information and found that there is indeed a special situation."
Song Pian opened her lips slightly:
"so… ?"
09 obviously understands what the host cares about the most, she paused and said:
"Lin Qinglu and Feng Yuexian are indeed the same person—it can't be said to be people."
The stone hanging in the air, only a line from the ground, finally fell to the ground.
Maybe Song Piantao didn't know it herself, the corners of her lips raised slightly.
Her attention was caught by the second half of the sentence:
"She... what is it?"
"When there is a shortage of functional characters in the small world, Kuaichuan will send employees to the small world to play important characters."
"But because this kind of acting is relatively simple, as long as it cooperates with the work of the employees of the Kuaichuan Bureau, it does not require too much subjective initiative or even self-awareness."
"Therefore, in the case of the shortage of personnel in the Kuaichuan Bureau, we recruited new human beings in the world of advanced civilization to engage in role-playing work."
"New humans."
Song Pian softly recited the word.
"She's a new human."
09 thoughtfully added: "Yes, the new human beings are high-level intelligent people. In the world of advanced civilization, they have set off a revolution and formulated the racial term 'new human' on their own."
"The reason why the new humans are suitable for the role of task objects is that they lack the real emotions of human beings and will not be trapped by emotions."
"They can experience the first half of the life of the task object through the arrangement of the fast-moving game, and on the basis of their own character awareness, they can derive their unique personalities, which is also the significance of acting."
Song Piantao grasped the point: "So after I completed the task, she ended the role and left the small world?"
09: "Yes, the world has been successfully archived."
"Can I see her at the Kuai Chuan Bureau?"
09 whispered: "You can't see it, the new humans have their own domain world."
Song Pian gently let out a breath, narrowed her eyes, and looked at "Qinglu".
"Then we met twice, is it a coincidence?"
09 hesitated:
"… should be."
"But if the cooperation is in harmony, we can apply and apply for the Kuaichuan Bureau to arrange your cooperation tasks." 09 quickly added, "Familiar partners can also improve work efficiency, and the Kuaichuan Bureau will generally agree."
Song Pian was stunned for a moment, then smiled, not knowing if she was laughing or what
"Quick pass always puts efficiency first."
09 Seeing that the host smiled like a spring breeze, it made people feel soft and relaxed, she rolled her eyes and reminded in a low voice:
"The Kuaichuan Bureau has a retirement system. As long as the task is done well, it will be no problem to retire hand in hand and spend a honeymoon in the world!"
Song Pian blinked, and before she had time to react emotionally, her reason first caught what surprised her the most in this message:
"Honeymoon?"
09: "Hee hee."
"New humans and humans of higher civilizations can intermarry, and it's also possible to quickly pass through the bureau—"