After Marrying the Evil God

Chapter 87 Qinghuan

Chapter 87

Dali Dynasty, Yunjia three years, imperial palace.

In the imperial study room, the handsome young emperor looked through the scrolls of memorials, his brows furrowed, and his expression unhappy.

When the hour came, the waiter was holding a tray full of green cards, and cautiously stepped forward to remind: “Your Majesty, it’s time to turn over the cards.”

Sima Fu had no expression on his face: “Get down.”

“This…” the servant said, “Your Majesty has not set foot in the harem for half a month. This is not in compliance…”

“Rules?” Sima Fu sneered, and threw the memorial in his hands to the ground. “One by one, as officials and ministers, don’t care about the people’s livelihood and society. Every day, I will persuade me to open up branches and leaves and intervene in my family affairs, isn’t it? Exceeding the rule?”

As soon as this remark came out, the people in the palace were so frightened that they knelt to the ground, and the atmosphere did not dare to gasp.

Only the **** Deshun, who grew up with the emperor since childhood, patiently persuaded: “Your Majesty’s family affairs are also national affairs…”

“Deshun, even you have to disobey me?!” Sima Fu scolded coldly.

Deshun shut up immediately and sighed silently.

His Majesty’s situation, he also knows.

Compared with many kings who took over the mess of his father’s generation, your majesty’s luck has been very good. The first emperor tried his best to rule, and now Dali is in a prosperous age, and his Majesty only needs to stabilize the situation.

But there is a little downside. His Majesty was only fourteen years old when he came to the throne, and now he is only seventeen. Many veteran officials were only loyal to the first emperor, and did not put the young emperor in their eyes. It was not unfaithful, just…not so obedient.

His Majesty was young and frivolous, and wanted to show his ambitions, but he was unwilling to be an emperor with good rules. However, every time he wanted to mention any reforms, he would be rejected by the old-fashioned ministers, who felt that he was too radical and ideal. The civil and military men of the Manchu Dynasty knelt down and shouted “Think twice, your majesty”. The idea of ​​Sima Fu’s thought was useless. . Wasn’t this emperor just aggrieved?

The most annoying thing is to choose a concubine. Sima Fu wanted to have the right to speak in the front dynasty as soon as possible, and he had no thoughts about the harem. In the first two years, he was able to shirk as a child. When he was sixteen years old, he heard the ministers’ request for a concubine every day. Sima Fu heard his ears and finally let go. At the end of last year, he chose a show and accepted six names. The concubine enters the palace.

It’s been three months so far and I haven’t touched a single one.

Every time I enter the harem, I only look for Li Guibi, because Li Guibi’s pastries are delicious. As for other things, nothing was done.

In the final analysis, the emperor was still a child, and indeed still tender.

_

At this moment, in the Fairview Palace.

“Isn’t the imperial doctor come over yet?” The maid said anxiously.

“It’s late at night, the imperial doctor always takes time to enter the palace, besides… it doesn’t matter whether he will come or not.” Another palace lady looked around for a while and whispered, “Why don’t our masters be unloved?”

Their master has not even seen His Majesty’s face. People in the palace worship high and step on low, where would they care for a little beauty.

In fact, five of the six ladies who were selected into the palace have never seen your Majesty. Only Li’s luck was good, his majesty was favored by his good cooking skills, and he was also promoted to a noble concubine. The other five are just beauties who have never seen the beauty of the sky, where is the status.

No, Chen Meiren of the Fairview Palace stumbled and fell into the pool. She fell into the water again in the cold of the spring. She was naturally very sick, but even an imperial doctor came slowly.

The two court ladies who were waiting on the bed were talking in a low voice, completely ignoring that the woman on the bed opened her eyes silently, and then slowly closed her eyes.

“System, transmit information about this world.” The woman said silently in her heart.

[Yes, host. ]

A lot of information soon came from the system.

[Character of this world strategy: Sima Fu

Task: Recover the goodwill of the characters in the strategy, let the opponent kill him after falling in love with the host, and get the hero’s luck.

Your current identity: Chen Meiren Chen Meier

Overview of the world plot: The male protagonist Sima Fu and the female protagonist Li Qingtang fall in love after a series of events. After the heroine is finally sealed, the male protagonist dismisses the harem for the heroine. Chen Meier is one of the cannon fodder.

After the data transmission is complete, the host is requested to work hard to complete the task. ]

Chen Meier digested the memory in her mind, and then opened her eyes again.

Isn’t it just the female partner counterattacking and demolishing the male and female lead? She was skilled in this matter, and didn’t think the task was too difficult.

It’s just a little emperor, the fox of the previous thousand years hasn’t picked her heart obediently.

It’s a pity that it was given to her sincerely, and it was destined to break her.

After all, her task is to kill him every time the hero falls in love with her. As for whether the world will collapse after the death of the son of Qiyun, it is not within Chen Meier’s consideration. Anyway, she has already left this world at that time, so how can she care about the fate of a virtual world.

As long as it is not the real world she was originally in, the whole world is virtual. Chen Meier thinks so.

“I don’t have to come here anymore.” Chen Meier said lightly, “I’m going to see your majesty.”

The two talking palace ladies were taken aback: “Lord, lord, you are awake.”

Is the master confused? Your Majesty, is that what they can see if they want to? Who doesn’t know that your majesty only saw Li Guibing.

Chen Meier glanced at them, her whole temperament changed: “What are you doing in a daze, don’t you change my clothes?”

“……Yes.”

I don’t know why, they feel like the master is…different.

_

Qi Ye was standing on the cloud again, thinking about this action plan.

He only knew that in Yunjia’s three years, Chacha replaced Simafu, but he didn’t know which month and day it was.

To be on the safe side, he set the retrospective time point at the beginning of February in the third year of Yunjia. At the beginning of the year, there is always nothing wrong.

A few months of error is still acceptable.

There is actually an easier way than to go to Chacha to remind him that something will happen in the capital. He went directly to the capital to slaughter the crossing girl, and save the life of the son of luck, so that the world would not collapse, and Chacha would not have the calamity this time.

But he can’t do this.

This is inconsistent with the history he knows.

According to the information that Qi Ye knew, he was as a warrior and was on Cha Cha Yu, reminding Cha Cha to go to the capital, and then Cha Cha killed the Crossing Girl, so that the luck of the world was not sucked away by the Crossing Girl.

But when they went to the capital, Sima Fu was already dead.

So Chacha has been emperor for more than ten years.

If Qi Ye directly dealt with the woman who passed through, there would be nothing that happened later, and history would be different from the timeline of Chacha experience.

Qi Ye didn’t dare to think about the consequences.

Chacha may have accidents or even disappear because of this change.

Even though it was one in ten thousand possibility, Qi Ye didn’t dare to take risks.

Therefore, he must proceed step by step according to the plot he knows.

Sima Fu will definitely die.

Qi Ye’s face can be called cold.

Normal gods do take protecting the children of luck as their top priority.

But Qi Ye made clear his purpose from beginning to end.

He came to save Chacha, not Sima Fu.

Qi Ye’s divine consciousness swept across the capital, and did not stay above the palace, even if he knew that the crossing girl had arrived at this moment.

The Lord God’s divine consciousness is extremely powerful, and it can scan the entire world and find the Snow God easily.

Soon, Qi Ye locked the direction.

_

The wind and sand outside the Great Wall are charming eyes. Except for the merchants who are pulling camels to discuss life, there are also martial arts rangers who are home from all over the world. Basically no one wants to set foot in such a ghostly place.

Passers-by rested in a set of tea sheds. People sitting on the benches, drinking large bowls of water, all of them were ashamed, and their mouths were dry and cracked.

No one cares about the so-called image, you have to continue on your way after the rest.

People I know are sitting at a table, businessmen chatting about recent business, and people from all walks of life talk about a wider range of topics.

As he was talking, suddenly another person came in from the tea shed.

It was a young man in white clothes with a long jade body, wearing a drapery hat and white jade on his waist. Although his face was covered by the hanging white gauze, he could still tell that he was a pampered young man with white skin and flesh.

Out of place among a crowd of rough people.

There was a moment of silence in the tea shed.

This kind of grace, even if he didn’t see the true face, was enough to make people look at him.

Ordinary people just look at it a few more times, and after a moment of silence, the talk reverberates.

Only in the corner was a big man with a fierce look on his desk, his eyes fell on the youth’s clothes and jade pendant, and they exchanged glances with each other.

This dress must be a fat sheep.

They are the bandits in this area, and they are looking for a target here today. I wanted to rob those businessmen, but now it seems that there are no such little white faces that are so rich.

I don’t know any innocent young man who dares to run to this barren mountain without a guard.

This is what they call him to see and see, what is sinister heart.

The young man sat on the bench, asked for a bowl of water, took a sip, and immediately put it down.

This mortal tea water is far worse than his snow water.

The young man put down the bowl, and just about to wipe his lips, he heard an unkind question on his head: “Little son is out, you are not used to drinking this thick tea, right?”

The young man raised his head, and he was surrounded by three fierce men.

Seeing that the posture was wrong, the others hurriedly left early. Those big guys are not easy to provoke at first glance, and it is a bit less troublesome.

In the blink of an eye, only the white-clothed youth and three bullies were left in the tea shed.

The young man thought for a while: “I’m not used to it.”

His voice was soft and sweet, just what he said was speechless.

Bandit: “…” Who really asked if you were accustomed to drinking?

“Little son, this jade pendant is good, I want to borrow it for a look.” The bandit went straight forward, “If you don’t give it…” Don’t blame us for being rude.

The youth took off the jade pendant and put it on the table: “Here.”

Just take a look, what’s the matter.

Bandit: “…” Such cooperation is really good.

“Count you familiar.” A bandit couldn’t wait to pick up the jade pendant and look at it carefully. He couldn’t see the quality of the jade, but could the rich man wear it badly? This time I really made a fortune.

“You have seen enough, can you pay me back?” the white-clothed youth said gently.

“Give it back to you? Hahahahaha.” Several people laughed, and it seemed that they didn’t expect someone to be naive to this point.

“I’m sorry, this jade pendant is what we are interested in, so there is no reason to return it. Lord sees that your clothes are good, why don’t you take it off and give it to us?” The bandit was greedy.

I don’t know what material the clothes are made of. They are luxurious and silky, and have beautiful snow patterns. Even the brocade division in Beijing may not have such a craft.

Several bandits didn’t know the goods and knew they were very valuable.

The young man shook his head this time: “I like this clothes very much, I’m afraid I can’t cut love.”

“Where’s the silly boy, really think we are reasoning with you? Brothers, take his clothes off!”

The young man stepped back and didn’t tell them to run into a corner of his clothes, but he accidentally pulled the drapery hat.

As the veil fell, the white-clothed young man’s blue silk was scattered, his eyebrows were picturesque, just like an immortal.

The three bandits were all in a daze.

Unexpectedly, this little white face looks better than a girl.

“Mother, I have lived for thirty years, and today I suddenly want to taste the taste of a man.” The bandit smiled lewdly, “The clothes today is fixed.

The youth frowned and avoided, and was forced to a corner, never fighting back.

He has never fought with a mortal, and it would be bad if he didn’t grasp his proper measures and killed him. The Snow God does not like to contaminate and kill evil.

Just as he couldn’t retreat and hesitated whether to take action, a sword light flashed, and the three bandits in front of him died instantly.

A low, cold voice came, with a slight anger.

“You let them bully you?”

Xue Shen raised his eyes slightly and hit a cold face. The man dressed up as a quagmire, he was handsome and unrestrained, and he acted even more righteously.

He was silent for a moment, and considered the words: “I can’t beat it.”

Qi Ye: “…” Edit, continue editing, our Master Snow God can’t beat three mortals.

“Thank you heroes for helping me.” The young man said with lingering fears, “Otherwise, it will be too bad today.”

He showed no fear of the three corpses on the ground.

It is not politically correct that God kills people, and it has nothing to do with him.

Knowing that the young man was lying, but seeing the other side’s pitiful and aggrieved appearance, Qi Ye was still soft-hearted.

“Forget it, you are so eye-catching, you are very dangerous.” Qi Ye looked at him and introduced himself, “My name is Qi Ye, and the hero is not a rookie who has just entered the rivers and lakes. When the road sees injustice, he draws his sword to help, and there is no need to thank him. What is your name?

The youth blinked: “Lu Qinghuan.”

Little liar. There is no truth.

Qi Ye was smiling in his heart, but didn’t say anything. There are too many names for Chacha, and the pseudonym of this period should be this.

However, Qi Ye still defaulted to Qi Baicha in his heart. It was Chacha’s name when he met him, with a different meaning.

“Why did Master Qi pass by here?” Qi Baicha asked. It is said that the road is uneven…this place passing by is too biased. Hao Duan Duan suddenly rushed out of the individual, even he did not find when the other party appeared.

Qi Ye seemed to inadvertently said: “Isn’t this, wandering around the world, wandering around? I just saw it today, how can I ignore it.”

Qing Huan, this name sounds nice.

What is there to say in the world? Qi Ye used to feel sour, but now he wants to come, just in time.

There is nothing else to do with the white tea Qinghuan, I am waiting for the wind and waiting for you.