Chapter 195: I Play the Emperor in the Harem (9)

The blackening value of the target boss has disappeared like a discount in the shopping mall, and it looks like it has disappeared a little, but in fact, Ye Chuijin has not forgotten that he has increased this point before.

Jun Zui looks gentle and elegant, but Ye Chuijin pretends to be pitiful and sympathizes with him, and his blackening value has not disappeared, and his favorability value is still negative.

Ye Chuijin wondered if people really valued this damn spiritual beauty, so after two days, she invited him to the imperial garden to watch the stars and the moon, appreciate poetry and songs, and discuss the philosophy of life.

Ye Chuijin himself has no talent for poetry and singing, but the system has it.

So that night, Jun was drunk with a blackening value of 85, and the blackening value of 87 left, leaving Ye Chuijin silently crying to the moon, very much like a particularly poetic poet pondering the moon.

Ye Chuijin looked up to the sky and sighed: [The burden of life has bent my immature waist and crushed my tender shoulders! ] Isn't that why you can give you a little bit of an idea for your lovable and dedicated host? Can you bear to see a sunny smile on her face again! 】

The system looked at her numbly.

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Although both of them know that the relationship between everyone is not good, it can even be said that they can fight in minutes.

But on the surface, the little emperor seems to be a lot more sensible, at least he has more respect for the prime minister, and the attitude towards her is getting better and better.

On the occasion of a plastic court, the system released its first side quest.

[Ding-side quest: Prime Minister, you are bad, hit your chest with a small hammer.

He is a public lover and a person in a spring boudoir dream; He is handsome and has an outstanding temperament; He is a legend today and an idol of countless people! He is the prime minister with a particularly high blackening value!

Mission Description: Hit him in the chest with a small hammer.

Requirements: The Hammer is a true Hammer that contains iron.

Remarks: Ye Chuijin thought that the blackening value of 87 was the most desperate thing, but she may not have heard such a passage with zero literary attainments: Blessing is unparalleled, disaster is not a single line, the snow is worse, the fire is added, the house leak coincides with the overnight rain, and the ship is late and encounters a head wind. 】

After listening to this side quest, Ye Chuijin looked up at the sky and sighed: [My world...... It's going to be over. 】

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How many steps does it take to hit the prime minister with a small hammer?

The first step is to find a small hammer.

This is very simple, Jiang Youbian is not much else, and there are quite a lot of tools to torture people.

Ye Chuijin easily found a palm-sized hammer in her toolbox.

In order to avoid the system from cheating, she also asked the system again: [This little hammer charm does not comply with the rules? 】

The system answers: [Yes.] 】

Ye Chuijin nodded with satisfaction and hid the hammer in his sleeve.

The second step is to find Jun Zui.

Since that time when the two of them talked about their hearts under the moon and directly talked about Jun Zui with two blackening values, Ye Chuijin has never had any private contact with him.

If you want to find him at this time, the most suitable time is to go down to the early court.

So the next day, Ye Chuijin hid the small hammer behind him and brought it to the morning court.

The third step is to take out a small hammer and hammer Jun Zui's chest.

As soon as Ye Chuijin thought that she was going to do such a brainless thing, she couldn't help but have her eyes shining, and she held her head and looked at the gentleman drunk in the court without blinking.

Not to mention anything else, Jun Zui's appearance is really good, elegant and graceful, and there is a strong bookish atmosphere on his body.

As she was thinking, Jun Zui raised her head, and the light in her eyes moved slightly, with a hint of scorching sharpness.

Ye Chuijin paused, and quietly hid the small hammer into his cuffs.