Traveling through the system: not being a female supporting role

Chapter 11 The Valley of Flowers ([-])
After making temporary plans, Fei Lanyan didn't take a nap anymore, and planned to leave today to go to the Valley of Flowers, and meet the hero by chance.

003 thinks there is another problem.

"But the host, have you thought of any reason to pass through the prime minister and his wife?"

"Thought it out."

Fei Lanyan summoned a maid to help her get dressed, and communicated with the system in her mind, "Do you remember that in the original text, Fei Jiluan was made things difficult for at the Yan Palace banquet, and later claimed to be the disciple of Ye Liu, a famous piano master today? Muddle through."

"Remember! Ye Liu has passed away a long time ago before everyone knew about it, and because of this, she has gained many supporters and gained many conveniences and benefits."

But the fact is that Ye Liu has never accepted a single disciple in his life.

Speaking of this, 003 also understood what his host meant.

"So the host wants to borrow the identity of Ye Liu's disciple?"

"That's right, Fei Jiluan can borrow it. If it's full of loopholes and hasn't been exposed, so can I. And with your help, my argument will be more convincing."

After tidying herself up, Fei Lanyan waved back the maid, sat at the desk, and took out a piece of letter paper.

"Tongzi, tell me about Ye Liu's current situation."

"died."

"What?! Died so early..." Fei Lanyan was surprised.

"Just half a year ago, I was infected with a wind-cold. In ancient times, a small wind-cold was enough to kill a man, even a man in his forties."

003's tone is humane with a bit of regret, and people can't help but feel sad when they die young.

Fei Lanyan bent her fingers and tapped on the table, "Then I have to change my plan a little bit. Does anyone know the news of his death now?"

"Nobody knew, and the villagers who buried him didn't know his identity."

Hearing this, Fei Lanyan couldn't help sighing in her heart.

Ye Liu's ending reminded her of poets such as Li Bai and Du Fu in Chinese history. Such talented people had a bleak ending.

But the sigh is the sigh, what you want to do is still to be done.

"Tongzi, you imitated Ye Liu's notes and wrote them on this letter paper. The content is probably that he is sick and wants to see his only disciple, which is me."

"it is good."

As soon as 003 finished speaking, Fei Lanyan saw the writing brush in front of her move to the letter paper by herself, and began to write the letter spontaneously.

"Wow!" Feilanyan exclaimed, "This is too amazing, Tongzi, you are a bug."

"I'm super powerful, so the host shouldn't be careless, throw the male lead down, and hold the golden thighs tightly!" 003's daily stinky fart.

"...", it will be even more powerful if you don't advertise the male lead at any time.

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Fei Lanyan took the letter written by 003 imitating Ye Liu's notes and walked on the way to the prime minister's study, thinking about how to speak to her cheap parents.

When she reached the door of the study, she quietly and fiercely pinched her thigh.

I'm going, it hurts so much, it must be bruised, huh huh.

The right hand that pinched him was trembling slightly, and he had to be gentle with himself next time.

She had asked before coming, and the prime minister was in the study right now.

With red eyes and tears in his eyes, he entered the study.

I looked around the Prime Minister's study without leaving a trace, and when I saw Uncle Mei sitting at the desk working, he said in a choked voice: "Dad."

"What's wrong with Yan'er? What happened?" Hearing his daughter's voice, Prime Minister Fei Weiyuan raised his head.

(End of this chapter)