Following.

When the sunlight poured through the window over the entire bed, Mu Linlong sat up lazily.

No wonder everyone is looking forward to the crossing.

This kind of worry-free and unfettered life is really comfortable.

"Palace Master, do you need to wait for you to wash?"

At this moment, Bai Shao, the maid in charge of the palace master's living, had been kneeling and waiting for a long time.

"Don't kneel if it's okay, go get ready.

By the way, your name is Bai Shao, right? Sakura now has a new place to go, and from now on you will be the only first-class maid in this Twilight Cloud Palace. ”

Linlong's words set the life and death of others.

I am a little careless, and the silk pajamas on my body are a little wrinkled due to the folding, but I have a unique feeling of laziness and charm.

What could she do?

Keeping a bad maid by your side for the New Year?

Or is she a well-known female devil who wants to go to the next person's room to bring water and prepare to wash?

You can't just collapse at will!

"Thank you, Palace Master."

Bai Shao's expression did not change, but her brisk movements still revealed the joy of being valued by the palace master.

"Go, put away this golden silk skirt and bring my cinnabar liuxian dress."

Linlong looked at the dress that Bai Shao had prepared for herself and ordered.

"Palace Master, didn't you say that the Liuxian dress was too transparent?" Bai Peony was puzzled.

"Beauty is enough."

Linlong scolded while grooming:

There are a lot of dresses of the original owner, but the women's clothing of this era is too complicated and conservative.

Anyway, she already has the identity of a "female devil", and deviance comes with her own label, and her life can be more arbitrary.

If you even cringe at crossing, wouldn't life be too sad and boring.

"Okay, accompany me to the West Wing guest room."

…

The west wing of the Twilight Palace.

It is the most secluded and quiet, and it has always been a place for palace masters to keep beauties in captivity.

However, Song Jinqing likes to be lively, and has the identity of a magic envoy, so he set up another attic in the outer courtyard, but it is only separated by a wall from the Ruxiang Pavilion where the palace master of the inner courtyard lives.

Today's West Chamber, only one person is placed.

That is the son of destiny - Song Jinyu.

Before entering the door, Linlong saw Sakura, who was supposed to be lying in the house, only to see her hair messy and her face down sleeping on the threshold, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Tsk, since Jin Yu won't accept it, let's send Sakura out."

Linlong signaled to Bai Shao, and ordered the breakfast to be served directly into the West Chamber, and walked into the inner room where Song Jinyu was alone.

Song Jinyu had already woken up.

Or maybe he never slept at all, but he sat on the edge of the bed with the support of the wall, his dark eyes hollow, just like the living dead of yesterday.

"Cut, nothing has changed!"

Mu Linlong glanced at his mouth, tried to communicate with the "lack of love system", and checked the current "progress of saving love".

[Current Saving Progress: -5\/100]

[There is still an hour left before the end of the task to complete the ascension progress.] 】

The system reminded with rare gentleness.

Mild...... What a ghost!

Negative 5!!

Linlong thought that 0 was already the bottom line, but it turned out that this broken system has no bottom line at all, right!!

"Hey, surnamed Song, do you have any beloved lover?" Mu Linlong was a little impatient.

“……”

Naturally, no one answered.

Rather than talking about lovers, Mu Linlong is now suspicious-

Song Jinyu has lost the ability to "love".

Of course, the so-called "storage of love" does not necessarily store the "love" of love, but also the care of friendship, or even the warmth from strangers.

But family affection is probably not possible.

Because the Song family died, only Song Jinqing's goods remained.

I don't know why, Mu Linlong's mind actually appeared in the scene where the original owner and Song Jinqing had turned the phoenix upside down.

The level of enthusiasm is really shocking.

Linlong guessed: The original owner probably really liked Song Jinqing's type that looked well-behaved and weak, but actually took the initiative to be dissolute.

"Palace Master, please eat." Bai Shao said in a low voice.

Linlong glanced at the white porridge with crystal full grains, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Let's go down."

After that, after giving Song Jinyu a simple wash.

Mu Linlong once again played the role of the feeding worker of the son of destiny, it was really not that she was kind, but Linlong was afraid of brain pain.

Fortunately, Song Jinyu is obedient like a puppet-

The one of the dark ones,

Let Linlong fiddle with it, and drink porridge is also fed and eaten, which is very obedient.

"Is it delicious?"

The other party still did not answer.

But this did not prevent Linlong from turning the direction of the soup spoon sent to Song Jinyu's mouth and sending it directly to his own mouth.

The thick white porridge melts in your mouth, and it is as delicious as Linlong imagined.

Song Jinyu closed his mouth in a daze.

Obviously still expressionless, Linlong inexplicably felt that the other party was ...... It's a little cute.

Refeed –

Open your mouth –

Turn the spoon in the direction again......

In the depths of time, the years are quiet.

In the warmth of the sunlight and the panes, Linlong squinted her eyes comfortably, and she had a feeling that it was good to live such a simple life.

Lack of love system: The host is simply stupid to let the system hehe!

In the process of Linlong's unilateral interaction with Song Jinyu, an hour passed in a flash.

The piercing electronic tone sounded again:

【Warning! Warn! 】

[The progress of Chu Ai is too low, and the system is about to start the plan: replace the task executor No. 002. 】

This time, the electronic sound was even sharper and more piercing than before, and the sound waves pierced Linlong's brain like an awl.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Linlong even felt that the air around her had become a little dry and thin.

Her mind was swollen and her breathing was a little struggling.

Damn lack of love system!

It's not like you want to directly erase your soul and reload a 002 traverser.

This Tema is the son of iron and destined,

…… O executor of flowing water!

But I haven't lived enough!

Thinking about it, Linlong's consciousness was a little blurred.

In my mind, the scene of the original owner lying on Song Jinqing's body and constantly rhythmic appeared again.

In the picture, Song Jinqing's appearance gradually coincided with the man in front of Linlong.

Almost relying on survival instinct, Linlong's hands climbed onto the neck of the man in front of him and kissed the other party's still cracked lips......