Zhang Qi cried Sparta, and the tears on her face now were all the water in her head when she promised Ruth.

"Where's the plot?"

No. 666: [The Yanwang Mansion was beheaded by the whole house, and the heroine has moved to the Yanshizi Mansion. 】

Zhang Qi: What am I so ......

Ever since the system gave her a second life, she has been firm in her belief that she will live, no matter what.

Zhang Qi closed her eyes deeply, she liked Sang Ze, the kind of love that was ten thousand years at a glance.

She's not going to like anyone in her life, and now she's going to be able to devote herself to the task of tackling another role, and she can't do it.

But the task was taken by herself, if she didn't attack Yan Yun, then there was only one result waiting for her: she couldn't complete the task and was wiped out.

No. 666 has fought side by side with her in so many worlds, and he also vaguely perceives her emotional changes and perceives her careful thoughts.

Once the host is selected, the system cannot be changed, and the glory and disgrace of coexistence can be coexisted.

As an artificial intelligence, it automatically calculates the most reasonable solution based on the data it has obtained.

It has no feelings, it doesn't know what emotions are, it only knows that this thing interferes with its host, and such an effect is terrible, and it is very likely to cause the host to be wiped out.

After comprehensive analysis, No. 666 automatically activated the protection mechanism, and the entire system emitted a light blue light in the data space, gathering into a transparent knife, extracting a golden thread from Zhang Qi's soul.

Zhang Qi felt the pain of being cut off in an instant, this pain did not come from the body, but the real damage to her soul, as if something in the soul had been sucked away.

"No. 666, how can you ......" Before he finished speaking, Zhang Qi's eyes darkened, and his soul lost strength and fainted.

A mechanical electronic sound sounded in the data space: [The impurities of the host's soul have been stripped away, the system has run out of energy, and the hibernation mode has been turned on. 】

Zhang Qi woke up slowly, and only when his consciousness returned to the cage did he realize that he had taken on such a chicken feather task.

She felt that her soul seemed to be much lighter, but at the same time, she felt as if she had forgotten something.

It doesn't matter, it's important to do the task.

When Zhang Qi opened his eyes, he was greeted by a bed curtain embroidered with gold thread, and then looked closely, a bird was vividly combing its feathers.

Zhang Qi sat up and looked around the room, this is a very gorgeous room, with a dazzling array of jewelry and beautiful and luxurious clothes, all of which show the dignity of the owner's identity.

However, these have already opened their eyes in other small worlds, and what attracts Zhang Qi the most is a portrait spread out on the sandalwood table.

The handsome young man is unrestrained, his eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, and his black brocade robe is even more extravagant.

It's really a stranger, like jade, and a gentleman is unparalleled in the world.

Zhang Qi approached the painting, only to see that there were some water stains on the eyes of the person in the painting, and a piece of ink had been blurred.

This is Princess Fu Dai's own painting of Yan Yun, how many days and nights before Zhang Qi came, the most noble princess in a country held her own painting and kept looking, looking at it while smirking and fantasizing that she must marry the person in the painting in the future.

Zhang Qi felt that Yan Yun still had a trace of friendship for Fu Dai, otherwise Lan Ran would not feel that her status was threatened, women's minds are sensitive, and they are even more sensitive to their beloved men.

Zhang Qi sighed, opened the bead curtain, and went out with his legs, when even a palace maid greeted him.

"Princess, the Lord has lifted your ground."

Zhang Qi nodded, "Embroider peach, arrange a sedan chair for the palace, and the palace will leave the palace." ”

Xiu Tao saluted, "The slave maid will arrange to go to Yan Shizi's Mansion." ”

"Who told you that this palace is going to Yan Shizi's Mansion?" Zhang Qi glanced at her.

"If something like that happened to King Yan, Her Royal Highness the Princess must be worried about Yan Shizi." Xiu Tao is usually close to the original owner, and she speaks boldly.

"You guessed it right, go, get out of the palace." Zhang Qi glanced at the embroidered peach with disgust, and then followed the example of the original owner to make a shy look that was a little said to be in the girl's heart.

Alas, it's good to have someone she likes, she hasn't met that heartwarming man since she was so old.

Zhang Qi sat in the sedan chair and thought so, but a vague outline suddenly appeared in front of her, and the person's face was blurred in the light and shadow, but she subconsciously felt that the person's face was very good.

She didn't know who this person was, and she didn't know why she subconsciously thought of this person, only that her heart was sour and astringent now.

"Princess, Yan Shizi's Mansion has arrived."

Zhang Qi lifted the curtain, Xiutao got out of the car first, reached out and let her hitch on, and the coachman knelt on the ground and hunched his back, meaning to let her step on his back.

Liang Guo is such a place, with a strong sense of respect and inferiority, and the difference between nobles and commoners is simply cloudy and muddy, which is why that position is so tempting.

Zhang Qi couldn't help but shake his head and jumped off the other side of the carriage.

"Princess, be careful!" Xiu Tao hurriedly came up to help her, and when she saw that she was fine, she pinched her small handkerchief and said angrily to several coachmen: "Don't you know that the princess is a daughter?" How can you get the princess out of the car by herself? ”

Seeing this, several horsemen knelt on the ground in panic and kept kowtowing.

"Hongu is not so fragile." Zhang Qi waved his hand and signaled the embroidery peach to converge with his eyes, "Let's go, it's important to go to see the prince." ”

The doormen of Yan Shizi's Mansion glanced at each other after seeing Zhang Qi, knelt on the ground and said stiffly: "Princess, please go back, the prince is not a guest." ”

"How can you treat the princess of Daliang like this? Believe it or not, the Lord cut off your heads? Xiu Tao pinched the small handkerchief and was about to have a seizure again, so that Zhang Qi dragged it back.

The house slaves of Yan Shizi's Mansion were all brought from Yan Wang's Mansion, and they all had feelings for Yan Wang's Mansion, King Liang cut down Yan Wang's family, and the families of these house slaves were more or less involved.

People's hearts are full of flesh, but the father of the original owner has hurt their loved ones, how can they still welcome themselves in as before?

"Xiu Tao, you go back to the carriage and wait for me." Zhang Qi glanced at the embroidered peach.

Xiao Xiutao went back to the carriage angrily and glared at the doorman before leaving.

After leaving the field of vision of Xiu Tao, Zhang Qi slowly and leisurely walked around to the back of Yan Shizi's Mansion.

Red bricks and green tiles are the most suitable for climbing walls.

Fortunately, she had just cultivated in the carriage, and her strength the size of a fingernail was enough for her to climb up, but it would be a little troublesome to go down.

Ma Dan, not strong enough, Zhang Qi finally picked up the wall, and wanted to step on a raised brick to go down carefully, but a bald man rolled down the wall and threw a dog to gnaw mud.

Zhang Qi buried his face in the soil, don't let anyone see it, don't see me, can't see me.

"Fleur?" A magnetic and beautiful male voice sounded.

Okay, she ruined the image of the original owner on the first day she came.

"Ahem, you recognize the wrong person, I'm just a maid making a mud mask." Zhang Qi didn't know who this person was, but with such a nice voice, even if it wasn't the male protagonist, it was also someone close to the male protagonist, so she could only bury her face deep in the soil and beg this person to leave quickly.

"Your purple blonde hairpin is off." The man's voice was a little sarcastic.

Zhang Qi chuckled in her heart, how could she forget that no one in the entire Liang had a purple gold hairpin ornament except for the lord's favorite princess, Princess Fudai.

"That's it, Princess Fluffy will go back when she has played by herself, Shu Yanyun can't see guests today." The man's voice was soft, his tone was gentle, but it was cool, and he didn't seem to want to say a word to her.

"Wait." Zhang Qi suddenly raised a small flower face, and his eyes were amazingly bright.

This time the male protagonist can be said to be the most handsome male protagonist she has ever seen, Yingting's eyebrows and eyes are a little more delicate than the painting, but he exudes a gloomy temperament all over his body, and his eyes are deep and dark, with a fatal attraction.

is such a man, so that the girl who was ruined by him is willing to give her soul, just in exchange for staying with him for the rest of her life.

"That...... Can you borrow a place to bathe and change into clean clothes? Zhang Qi simply broke the jar and broke it, got up from the ground, shook the dirt on his sleeve, and said pitifully in the tone of the original owner: "Dai'er is dirty all over, and she will definitely be scolded by her father when she returns to the palace like this." ”

Yan Yun: ......

I've seen shameless, I've never seen such shameless, climb the wall into someone else's house, don't say anything, but lick your face and take a bath.

"Let the maid take you." Yan Yun stroked her brows, and then called a maid to take Zhang Qi to take a bath.

"Thank you, Brother Yanyun!" Zhang Qi smiled and followed the maid away.

The petal bath in Yan Shizi's Mansion was so comfortable that Zhang Qi couldn't help but fall asleep, and it was already dark when Yan Yun sent a maid to look for her.

"Princess, this is the clothes that the prince has prepared for you." The maid respectfully handed over a set of clothes, the material of the clothes was very good, the silk texture was of the highest quality, and it was silky and smooth.

Zhang Qi put on her clothes, just right, she is now a little princess again.

Yan Shizi is not close to women, and there is no concubine, so this set of clothes is just right......

Zhang Qi rolled his eyes and asked, "Who is this dress?" ”

The maid avoided Zhang Qi's sight, thought for a long time, and said hesitantly: "The slave and maid don't know, maybe the prince sent someone to buy it." ”

I believe you're a ghost, you're a bad little girl.

Oh, this dress must be Yan Zishu's, looking at the appearance of this maid, it is not difficult to guess, I am afraid that everyone in the Shizi Mansion should know that Yan Zishu is hiding in the Shizi Mansion.

"Where is the son?" Zhang Qi asked.

The maid did not answer Zhang Qi's question directly, but said: "The prince has instructed, please go back after the princess changes her clothes." ”

"Got it, you get out."

After Zhang Qi finished speaking, he saw that the servant girl went out and guarded the door, and there was a posture of sending her out directly when she came out.

What my sister wants to do, can you be stopped by a little girl?

Zhang Qi quietly climbed out of the window, and went straight to the back garden.

Yan Wang and his wife had just been beheaded, and Yan Yun was sad when he was sad, and he would definitely drink at night. In the plot that Zhang Qi received, Yan Yun usually went to the back garden to drink.

Sure enough, the system did not deceive her.

When Zhang Qi sneaked into the back garden, he happened to see Yan Yun slumped on the stone table, the whole person exuded a decadent atmosphere, and in front of him was a pot of wine jugs and two wine glasses.

As if he didn't find the wine glass satisfying, he simply picked up the flask and drank it.

Looking at Yan Yun's appearance, she should have already filled at least half a pot.