The past few days have been quite pleasant, but her favorability has not increased much, which makes her feel very depressed!
System, why haven't you added favorability points to me recently? Are you stuck
Host, the male protagonist only appears twice in five days. The system sounded mechanically.
Yeah? Oh, it seems so! What do you think he has been busy with recently? The dragon is seen all day long but never its tail!
…
Useless system!
Luo Qingchen rolled her eyes to herself and fiddled with the new clothes he had sent her these past few days.
Each piece seemed to have been carefully selected, and the texture was completely different from the ones she saw in Jinxiufang that day.
On the seventh night of his busy day, Luo Qingchen was sleeping alone in the Zichen Hall, and suddenly her back became wet and cold.
In the dream, she was standing in the Hell of Hell dressed in red. The manjus and sandals between her eyebrows glowed with red light. Everyone bowed to her...
System prompt: The male protagonist is in danger, the male protagonist is in danger, the male protagonist is in danger!
Damn it, who's talking, who's talking
Luo Qingchen stood up suddenly, breathing rapidly.
She closed her eyes, beads of sweat falling from her forehead, and suddenly opened her eyes as if she thought of something.
System, what did you just say? Is Zhao Anyang in danger? Why? Why is Madhe, an emperor in good health, in danger
Yan Zhen's mysterious killer organization surrounded him in a thatched house ten miles south of the city an hour later.
An hour later? Damn it, the system didn’t expect you to have the ability to predict the future? This is worthy of commendation!
This system is very powerful…
Luo Qingchen didn't think much and called Xiaoqiu directly, asking her to take Zhao Anyang's jade pendant to the Lingnan Palace to find Zhao Anyang's adopted brother Fu Hongyuan.
Nowadays, the people in the palace don't know if they have Yan Wulu's spies, and she is not sure if they can find the Imperial Guards to rescue him.
In the memory of the original owner, this Fu Hongyuan was a trustworthy person. After all, they were close friends of life and death.
Zhao Anyang once placed the military symbols of Mingzhou's 50,000 troops far away from Fu Hong, just in case.
And she herself picked the red sweat-blooded horse from the stable and galloped towards the south of the city.
Suddenly I felt a little confused, my mind went blank, and I always felt that time was running out...
System system, how long will it take before they surround the thatched cottage.
Since there was no accurate tool for checking the time, Luo Qingchen could only roughly estimate how long an hour had passed.
Her heart was beating so hard that she was afraid to listen to the answer the system gave her.
Already surrounded. The cold voice of the system rang in my ears.
Luo Qingchen felt her heart skip a beat. She looked in the direction of the flames not far away, and her hands trembled unconsciously.
To feel so much pain in your heart? Isn't she here to complete the mission? Why are you so scared...
"Drive—" In an instant, Luo Qingchen waved his horsewhip vigorously and galloped towards the thatched cottage.
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"I originally thought that since my sister likes you so much, I can spare your life." Yan Zhen, with red eyes and a black robe, pointed the long sword in his hand at Zhao Anyang in front of the thatched house and said: "But, you actually Drive her away? She is obsessed with you, and you treat her like this!"
There were two dead soldiers standing in front of Zhao Anyang, but there were nearly twenty people on Yan Zhen's side.
He looked calm, he was just using himself as bait to lure Yanzhen to show up and avenge King Luo.
But he didn't expect to underestimate his ability, and he was plotted by him and fell into trouble.
The face of that silly girl suddenly came to mind. If he died, she would be very sad!
I don’t know why, but I pervertedly wanted to see her look sad for him...
"Fire the arrow—" Seeing Zhao Anyang didn't speak, Yan Zhen narrowed his eyes and said coldly.
The cold arrows with flames all attacked in Zhao Anyang's direction. Two dead soldiers stood in front of him and retreated.
Yan Zhen snorted coldly and picked up his treasured bow. There were sharp poisonous arrows on the bow.
He gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Go to hell—"
A blind spot with no way to avoid, a 100% hit position.
In a flash of lightning, Luo Qingchen ran out of the grass and blocked him with her body.
She only heard a hoarse, lung-splitting cry, and her face instantly turned pale as snow, but her consciousness was extremely clear... (To be continued)