"The task completion is 100, the task score is 90, and the points are 90. Complete the host wish, and get 15 data points that can be allocated. May I ask the host, do the data points need to be allocated?"
"Three points are allocated to appearance, ten points are allocated to physical strength, and two points are allocated to charm."
Load host data:
Name: Tian Mi
Gender: Female
Age: 30
Level: 10
Appearance: 90 (out of 100)
Skin quality: 90 (out of 100)
Body: 84 (out of 100)
Intelligence: 75 (out of 100)
Physical strength: 88 (out of 100)
Charisma: 76 (out of 100)
Specialties: Surgery
Special skills: affectionate eyes (permanent use), shyness (permanent use), pear blossoms with rain (permanent use), dumb words (permanent use), photographic memory (permanent use), super navigation (permanent use)
Special Props: Space
Points: 154
"Does the Lord want to take a break?"
"No need, send the mission directly!"
"Okay, receiving the quest—the quest was received successfully—transmitting the host—"
"Successfully transmitted—"
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"No, my lord—please, I was wronged! I didn't do anything wrong to my lord!"
Tian Mi suffered from a severe headache, and her whole body was weak. When she heard a woman's voice, tears flowed down instinctively, and a sense of sadness rose in her heart.
Tian Mi struggled to open her eyes and looked around. Everyone here was dressed in ancient costumes.
Thinking about it, she was in ancient times again for this mission.
She should be in a hall, and a handsome middle-aged man sat on the top seat. At this moment, he stared down with anger on his face, and he tightly squeezed the cup in his hand.
Sitting next to him was an elegant and luxurious woman, her lips curled up, her head lowered and she was fiddling with the lid of the cup, looking extraordinarily careless.
There were still many people standing in the hall, Tian Mi didn't have time to take a closer look at them.
The host should have fainted just now, but it seems that no one asked a doctor for her, or let her lie on the bed.
She was in someone's arms at this time, and that person saw her awake and called out in a low voice, "Miss, are you awake?"
Tian Mi raised her eyes to look at her, she was a little girl who looked only twelve or thirteen years old, maybe this scene frightened her, her eyes were full of fear.
At this time, she didn't accept the plot and memory, and knew nothing about it, and she just nodded slightly to the little girl's words.
"Damn you! This king doesn't dislike you as a widow! I don't dislike you taking your son and resolutely accepting you as a concubine, but you don't know how to be grateful and do such a mediocre thing." The middle-aged man roared, and finished speaking Still feeling puzzled, he threw the teacup in his hand.
Then there was a soft cry from a woman.
Tian Mi followed her gaze and saw that the teacup hit the woman's forehead, bleeding out. Because there was still hot tea in it, the tea spilled on her face, and her skin was instantly burned red.
The woman's hair was a little messy, the hairpin on her head was crooked, her clothes were also a little messy, and there was a lot of blood on the hem of her skirt.
She knelt there, with her head bowed, her hands covering her belly, trembling all over.
Looking from Tian Mi's side, besides the forehead injured by the teacup just now, the skin reddened by the tea, there is also a conspicuous slap mark on her face, which is very large.
It can be seen that it should be a man's hand that can cover half of the woman's petite face. The man must have used great force to make half of the woman's face swell up, and there are traces of blood on the corners of the lips.
Tian Mi's heart suddenly ached, and tears followed.
This is the emotion of the host. Come to think of it, that woman has an unusual relationship with the host.
"My lord, no, the concubine is wronged! Since the concubine entered the palace, I have never seen any foreigner, and it is even more impossible to betray the lord! Today, today, the concubine is wronged!" The woman didn't dare to touch her face with her hands, nor did she dare to defend herself loudly, she just cried out for herself tremblingly.
It's a pity that her defense did not bring back the prince's soft-heartedness and forgiveness, on the contrary, she became even more angry: "Come here, serve me with a three-foot white silk, hang me in public."
The woman looked up with her eyes wide open, and Tian Mi could vaguely see her clear and beautiful facial features.
Seeing that someone had already brought the white silk, Tian Mi supported her body and wanted to sit up, but her body was too weak.
Seeing the white silk wrapped around the woman's neck, the woman's two hands were cut backwards, unable to struggle.
In the end, she was desperate and stopped struggling. The white silk became tighter and tighter. She gradually had difficulty breathing and her eyes protruded.
She shifted her gaze to Tian Mi, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, with deep reluctance in them.
"No, don't—" Tian Mi shook her head, struggling to stand up and go to the woman. She was crying, obviously silently, but it made people feel extremely sad. Some people couldn't bear to watch, so they gently turned their heads aside .
Seeing that the woman could no longer breathe, Tian Mi shifted her gaze to the middle-aged man. She had no memory at this time, but hoped that the woman would survive.
"My lord, please let her go!" Tian Mi couldn't stand up, so she had to crawl towards the lord.
Seeing her like this, the prince frowned fiercely, and snorted coldly: "If you don't believe that you are the daughter of this king, this king will definitely give you to death!"
Hatred came from the chest, surging and strong.
She didn't understand why this man was so heartless.
That woman is also his concubine after all, isn't she
"My lord, Mrs. Ru is dead!" A voice came from behind Tian Mi, and Tian Mi turned her head suddenly.
The woman fell to the ground with white silk wrapped around her neck, her eyes were tightly closed, and she made no sound.
Tian Mi stared wide-eyed, trembling all over, took a deep breath, rolled her eyes white, and passed out.
She had a dream. In the dream, she was very small and couldn't even walk steadily.
A good-looking woman held her little hand, fluttered butterflies in the garden, gently pushed her on the swing, and made delicious food for her.
Her smile was so beautiful, so beautiful that she couldn't help but want to indulge in it.
There was also a little boy who smiled at her and called her sister.
He also showed her paper kites, hugged a puppy for her to play with, and secretly fed her malt candy.
Suddenly, the picture changed, she was in the water, she couldn't swim, a lot of water was poured into her mouth, into her nose, eyes, and ears.
She couldn't breathe and was thrashing about in the water.
Vaguely, she saw a little girl standing on the bank, trembling, as if very frightened.
Tian Mi stretched out her hand to ask her for help, but she turned around and ran away.
Gradually, she had no strength to struggle and could only let herself sink to the bottom of the water.