Host special pet

Chapter 13 Yuexi Palace Banquet
Yang Mo's sudden emotional agitation, and his sudden desire to escape from the palace, made Jun Ye, who thought he had a chance of winning, unexpected, causing chaos.

He couldn't feel that this girl who used to be full of eyes was all about himself, and the stars in her eyes suddenly disappeared and dimmed, and they couldn't reflect himself.

Looking at the unconscious girl in his arms, Jun Ye felt defeated for the first time.The defeated area was in chaos, and the army was defeated.He is a martial arts practitioner, she just fainted from excitement, so he didn't call the imperial doctor.

Thinking of her crappy walk in front of her, she took off her shoes and was relieved when she saw that the upper part was almost healed.

He didn't dare to stay longer, for fear that she would wake up and call him to take her away.Leaving away, he didn't notice that the corners of Yang Mo's lips raised slightly.

[Host, don't force the hero into self-doubt, so as to cause the little guy to collapse. 】

"It was originally a sweet love theme, but this time the male protagonist is disobedient and insists on chasing his wife."

"I just want to satisfy him. Anyway, I don't want to attack him anymore. If I chase my wife, it will be a matter of another system?"

[Host, what we have been wearing is that the female lead counterattacks and wins the special favor, and snatches back your man from the female lead. You can't collapse because of being the female lead for a while.Although we are a bit more unrestrained, we usually use inflatable girls instead, you can't just mess with it here, the baby is still a child...]

[Also... the host should not be passive and sabotage!This system is afraid...]

Yang Mo's face froze, he stretched out his hand to report it to his arms in the air, turned sideways, lowered his head, rubbed his head on its fluffy fur, then smiled and said: "Qiuqiu has always cared about this, I know, I have a sense of proportion..." Paused: "How about changing the strategy in the future?"

[The host...tight!Too tight!open! ] After struggling to no avail, Humanity sighed and looked at her incomprehensibly: 【What strategy? 】

[Vicious female supporting role?Sister Lotus?Green tea sister?Madonna?Isn't this the usual strategy?Isn’t that what comes and goes?Add another play hard to get!What's so clever about the host? 】

"Of course, there is also the anti-scumbag. Isn't it great to watch the things you have at your fingertips disappear little by little? Huh?"

[The host... the scumbags are a special pet system, and they are not in the same department as the anti-slag. If this is known...] Qiuqiu shuddered, crying with a mournful face: [You will be beaten by gangs for robbing business, host...you forgot ?You have a bad relationship with that side...]

"I just think about it, I'm just a little rabbit, how can I do such a powerful thing." Yang Mo blinked, his face soft: "Sister Green Tea is the right one~"

【Host! ] Qiuqiu was so excited by her: [How many times have I told you, this system is still a minor, don’t talk to the baby using the host’s words to tease men, the baby will be impure! 】

[Hey... draw a circle, purify yourself! 】Speaking, Qiuqiu scratched in the air with its fluffy cat paws, with a look of no evil, and successfully made Yang Mo laugh.

Yang Mo hugged it and really fell asleep.

The even breathing makes the moving ball gradually quiet down, only the place where the heart is beating extremely fast.

In name, they are mass-produced systems, but in fact there is also a kind of thinking...

So there is only one rule in the system.

"The system is prohibited from 'falling in love' with the host."

【Host?Are you asleep? ] Qiuqiu still couldn't help asking.

"Huh?" Yang Mo was a little sleepy. Although he was acting, he was crying for real, and he was a little tired.

[The main system has a rule, that is, the system is not allowed to fall in love with the host, what does the host think? 】

Yang Mo paused, opened his eyes and looked at it for a while, then closed his eyes again: "You gave birth late, and there are some things you don't know. Before, there was a relationship between a host and the system. With scruples, the mission failed repeatedly, and both the system and the host died in the collapsed small world."

[So scary?Your human emotions are indeed complicated, and you will always do some irrational things, even if you know the consequences are unbearable... But how do you know, the host? 】

"I heard it in the gossip system department, but you didn't listen to other systems?" Yang Mo expressed doubts, after all, the gossip system department has a big mouth!
[Well... I'm still a minor, and the gossip system department is so far away, how could the baby go there. 】

"No! The last friendship..."

[By the way, host, isn't there a rich businesswoman entering the palace?Have you found anything in the memory of the original owner? 】

"The original owner's memory fragments only woke up a little bit, but there was indeed a flash before the rich businesswoman, but..." Yang Mo frowned slightly, and did not speak again.

The few memories of the rich merchant's daughter in the original owner did not have such an effect, and even the original owner didn't remember that there was such a person.

But Yang Mo likes to analyze, and she can still discover some things about this person in just a few words.

Qiuqiu also knew that she wouldn't say what she didn't want to say, so she didn't have any curiosity, and went to sleep on standby.

Yang Mo is used to being heartless, and if he doesn't care about the ball, he will also sleep and wake up.

The dark guard is a man after all, and the stingy Jun Ye naturally wouldn't let the dark guard stay inside all the time. If there was nothing special, the dark guard would always be outside and judge by the movement inside.

Sometimes it's for Yang Mo's convenience, but Liu Qing's affairs have to be let go for the time being.

In a blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Palace Performance on August [-]th was held as scheduled.

The last time she was in a coma, her appearance had already been exposed, so she was no longer covering it up.

Jun Ye also kept his word, and the Shangyi Bureau made a lot of clothes and jewelry for her.

But for the character design of Green Tea Sister, Yang Mo still wore a water-colored skirt and put on the make-up of a cute and pitiful forest girl.

The banquet was full of joy and harmony. In addition to the concubines and concubines, there were also ladies and wives from various official families.

With the imperial doctor's voice, the banquet began, and the maids began to sing and dance.

Yang Mo's temperament changed drastically these days, he didn't look at Jun Ye when he came to the banquet, and he didn't have a good concubine by himself, so he was alone, even more pitiful and helpless.

Being grounded these days, the queen mother didn't send it, but the queen mother thought about it for a long time, now seeing her, she frowned slightly, and turned to ask the old mother next to her: "That girl Mo'er, look at her, is she thinner? "

"Back to the Empress Dowager, Yang Meiren has a pure personality, she was inexplicably poisoned and kept in the dark, and she didn't even know why she was grounded. A few days ago, the old slave saw Yue'er beside Yang Meiren in the Royal Garden, and asked a few words, saying, Yang Meiren is much quieter, she stays in the room all day long, and her appetite has lost so much..."

The queen mother frowned slightly when she heard this, it was rare that there was someone who was stupid and not causing trouble, and she liked it.Why did the emperor make people like this?

She glanced at the man on the seat, and saw that he was eating, but she unconsciously glanced at that corner, and looked away angrily.

Never mind, young people, she is old.

Jun Ye's glances over here from time to time made Yang Mo extremely uncomfortable. The two of them quarreled like young couples, one didn't explain, and the other sulked.

Halfway through the banquet, from time to time there would be ladies from the official family performing, and sometimes there would be some dancers brought by the ministers, who gathered together and wanted to have a big party. Before Yang Mo could speak, Qiuqiu couldn't help but speak.

[Is the small world of the game so illogical?Shouldn't the dancing girl be followed by the official lady, and then the concubine?Although it is not reasonable for a concubine to perform in front of a minister. 】

"Because there are bugs in this world. In the game, these people just randomly flash by in the clips." Yang Mo put a piece of fat oily fish into his mouth, squinting his eyes: "Although it is an ancient , it can be said that the food is named after later generations, the author must be a foodie."

After teasing, he continued: "Qiaoqiu, you said that Bengong's foot is not good, and he can't dance anymore. What if you say I play a song?"

[The host of this system is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is naturally gorgeous.Host, what are you playing?Do you want to play Phoenix Seeking Phoenix?Express your love? 】

"How about the two tigers?" Yang Mo suddenly smiled brightly, looking heartless, thinking that the food she ate was so delicious.

At least, that's what Jun Ye, who has been paying attention to her, thinks so. He raised his hand and put a piece into his mouth. I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but he also felt very delicious. He couldn't help but picked up another chopstick.

It's just that half of his close father-in-law stopped his movements, shook his head slightly, and whispered: "Your Majesty."

Jun Ye paused with his chopsticks, and lifted them in Yang Mo's direction, and the chopsticks landed on an untouched dessert: "Give it to Yang Meiren."

[Two tigers?Host, are you serious?Don't follow the plot, be careful of being anti-addicted!The system doesn't want to die yet. 】

"It's not a mission. Besides, if you want to die, I don't want to die. Bengong..."

"Your Majesty, the emperor gave me a honey rice dumpling." Yang Mo's words were interrupted by a voice. Looking at the rice dumpling that appeared in front of him, his throat choked up, his stomach turned upside down, and his face turned pale.

[It's over, it's over, it's over! 】When Qiuqiu saw the rice dumplings, his eyes turned white, and he ran around in mid-air: 【In the last small world, in order to gain the last point of favorability with the hero, he was fed rice dumplings for ten years by the mad hero, three meals a day , Eat for ten years! 】

【Host... you have to hold back! 】

Yang Mo's memory of this world is still fresh, and his temper can't be suppressed. Let's not talk about zongzi now!She didn't even want to see the zongzi leaves, so she reached out to pick them up and was about to throw them on the ground.

【Host!calm!calm!Look at the big pig's hooves! ! ! 】

"I don't..."

"Whose lady is this? Why haven't I seen it before?" Yang Mo wanted to say that she didn't like to eat, so he asked his father-in-law to take it back, but the lady below interrupted her. The information in the color frame is displayed.

"Character: He Tiwen

Background: A wealthy businessman, the daughter of a merchant family.

Appearance: 75, Temperament 57, Body 77. "

[The host, she is weaker than you, we are not afraid. 】

Yang Mo didn't say anything, just waited for He Tiwen to finish dancing, and everyone praised him again and again.After the queen and the emperor said a few words, the father-in-law on one side declared her a beauty.

Qiuqiu was so angry that he taunted again: [What the hell!Bringing capital into the palace is different, a business woman is also an equal to a host. ] Rolling up his sleeves and arms: [Host, let's go, let's not attack this scumbag anymore, just kill him if you kill him, don't be wronged. 】

When Yang Mo looked over at Jun Ye, there was a flash of injury in his eyes at the right time, and then he returned to his indifferent appearance.

(End of this chapter)