Transmigrated into ancient literature and killed the male protagonist to succeed

"This... this is impossible!"

444 is no longer autistic, and he no longer bites the handkerchief. He frantically checks the world's information, but finds no mistakes at all.

But how is this world related to the previous world?

"What's impossible? The world will develop on its own. Will ancient times always be ancient times?" Liuliu floated over at some point.

"No, no, no! That's not the problem!"

"What's the problem? Anyway, for an evil system like yours, the story is developing now, and history is just the background and not important at all, right?" Liuliu's words had an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"Why, are you still afraid that the host's beloved little cub will not be resurrected?"

"I'm so scared of him. After so many years, his bones have rotted!" 444 didn't notice anything was wrong with Liuliu at this moment. "The key to the problem is that the host almost got married to Xiao Yanzhi before. What did he find out now? Regarding his wild history, will the host still focus on conquering Gu Chen?"

"Sure enough...you only have such nonsense in your mind!" Liuliu returned to his usual cuteness, as if it was all an illusion just now, and he was 444, "It's a pity that even without Xiao Yanzhi, the boss wouldn't know how to conquer Gu. Yeah, I’ll piss you off to death!”

Nanyue ignored the daily quarrel between the two systems and had dinner with Lu Xingzhou before returning to the hotel room.

Lying on the sofa, I flipped through the unofficial history in my hand. After reading it, I was silent for a while and called Liuliu.

"I'm here, host. What's the matter with Liuliu?"

Nan Yue said: "I remember you have a warehouse. Since you can give me something every time, you can also put things in it, right?"

"Theoretically... it should be possible, but I haven't tried it!"

Nanyue closed the book, "Then put this in the warehouse for me."

"Okay host!" Liuliu responded obediently, and the next moment, the book she was holding disappeared.

This action seemed to consume some energy, making it more tiring to put things in than to take them out.

According to unofficial history, the Queen Mother of Heavenly Saint passed away, and the Emperor was so sad that she was buried in the same coffin.

She didn't know who wrote it, but in her opinion, it was definitely someone who knew the inside story.

To others, this is not unofficial history!
Nanyue sighed imperceptibly, and when she raised her eyes again, she had returned to her usual indifference and calmness.

What 444 was worried about didn't exist at all. Nanyue knew better than anyone else that the matter was over.

She would no longer try to understand that history, nor would she feel sorry for the lamb.

Nan Yue took out her mobile phone and looked at today's updates on Mist and Rain Boating...

The interaction between the woman in red and the male protagonist is a bit like a confidant, and the two of them work together seamlessly.

Readers are very disappointed in their comments.

One of the hot comments stands out.

[Honestly, is Yeonwoo in love?I almost feel like someone else has replaced the writer. He is so good at writing emotional scenes and the ambiguity is amazing. Why didn’t you write more before the Misty Rain Conference? ]
[I also feel that I may be in love...]
[I feel more like there’s been a change of character, he doesn’t even use the knife anymore, is he fake Yanyu (dog head)]
Nanyue silently liked the comment that said the character had been changed. She read the novels written before Mist and Rain Boating, and the protagonists were a bit miserable.

The protagonist of this book has a really smooth journey.

I wonder if there is a machete behind it.

As I was watching, a message from the author himself popped up.

Lu Xingzhou: Yueyue, do you have time the day after tomorrow? Can you accompany me to meet someone?
Nanyue typed back to him: Who are you meeting?
Lu Xingzhou: A senior.

Lu Xingzhou: If Yueyue doesn’t want to go, that’s okay. After all, I’ve been alone all this time and I’m used to it.

After Lu Xingzhou finished this sentence, he added a pitiful and disgraced emoji.

If his eldest brother Lu Ting'an and his family knew what he was saying now, they would probably be tossing and turning in the middle of the night, unable to think clearly.

It was precisely because Lu Xingzhou had some minor emotional problems that they could not be more kind to him.Who is living day by day, not even popular? He dislikes the noise of others and only likes a quiet environment. If the sound is louder, he will frown and feel cold.

If he doesn't want to be alone, Lu Ze will be the first to come over. The key is that he dislikes it!

It seems that you can imagine his somewhat lonely appearance through the screen.

They are now considered friends, and she will naturally agree to any requests that are not excessive. She mainly feels quite comfortable getting along with Lu Xingzhou.

Nanyue replied to him: If you have time, let's go together then.

Lu Xingzhou: Okay, thank you Yueyue.

Lu Xingzhou turned his head and looked at the night outside the window, the corners of his lips curved in pleasure...

……

On the appointed night, Nanyue came back from the crew, changed her clothes, and left the hotel.

A luxury car with smooth lines parked in front of the hotel. Lu Xingzhou got out of the car. When he saw her, his eyes lit up slightly and he praised with some surprise: "Miss Yueyue, you are very beautiful tonight."

The dress Nan Yue wore today had elements of Chinese-style cheongsam, with a slanted lapel and pearl buttons, and moon-white brocade with dark lines that changed in the light, outlining her perfect figure.

A plush shawl was placed on her arms, her long hair was loosely pulled up with a hosta, and a strand of hair randomly falling from her temples added a touch of laziness and softness to her.

Ever since Nan Yue left her previous entertainment company, she was the only artist in the studio run by Cheap Dad, so all the resources could be devoted to her alone, and all the good-looking and suitable clothes were bought for her.

Also, my cheap dad’s biggest hobby after work is to buy things for her.

It can be as small as food and clothing, as large as a house, car, or even a holiday island.

So now Nanyue can change her look every day, and she can stay the same for three months.

Lu Xingzhou opened the car door for her and extended his hand to protect her like a gentleman, "Be careful of bumping your head."

Nanyue smelled the fragrance on his body, which was a bit like cedar.

After she got in the car, Lu Xingzhou went around and opened the door and got in.

"Holy shit! Did I read that correctly? That's not my goddess Ruan Yueyue and... my little uncle?!"

Lu Ze was too busy to return to the hotel. He rubbed his eyes and looked over again, but the car had already driven away...

He couldn't believe it and patted the person beside him, "Did you see that? Those are my goddess and my little uncle, right?"

An Yingying swallowed her saliva, suppressed the shock in her heart, and said seriously: "You must have seen it wrong. How could it be possible?"

OMG!

Did she accidentally learn something terrible?
What she meant was that she and Uncle Lu were not familiar with each other. Why did he ask her to be Ruan Yueyue's assistant inexplicably? It turned out...

Thinking of this, she glanced at Lu Zeye with pity. Poor guy, his biggest love rival turned out to be her uncle.

Tsk tsk, no chance.

Wait!

As we all know, she and Lu Ze also dislike each other. Could it be that... Uncle Lu knew that Lu Ze, a playboy, had thoughts about Miss Ruan, so he let her come here on purpose?

It was the first time that An Yingying reacted so quickly. She praised her intelligence fiercely, and secretly made up her mind to use people's money to eliminate disasters for others. She must satisfy Uncle Lu and not leave Lu Ze alone. Get close to Miss Ruan!

"Yes, it's impossible. How could my uncle be with the goddess? He doesn't know her." Lu Ze also shook his head and said that he was too tired from filming recently.

(End of this chapter)