Today is another day of hooking

Chapter 42

As long as the male supporting role doesn't go to save the heroine this time, then I will be able to solve, eliminate, and drop the crap task of the "Yuelao" system!

Crescent Moon gets excited just thinking about it.

He had waited so long for this day, and was suddenly moved.

Sure enough, everything went smoothly without the little master.

The purpose of Crescent Moon was very clear from the very beginning: the starting point for the male supporting role to do anything should not be the heroine.

Nothing but the three laws!

Key point: only need to destroy it three times! ! !
Cough cough--

For the first time, the plot was originally that the male lead met the heroine for the first time on the way back to the imperial city, and had a pleasant conversation.

Male supporting adult assassinated, KO
The second time, in the plot "Appreciating the Lotus Garden", the heroine meets the heroine again, and the relationship rises.

The male protagonist comes and the supporting actor leaves, KO
For the third time, the heroine was assassinated, and the male supporting hero saved the beauty...

Come, come, the third time is finally coming! !

la la la!As long as the little master successfully destroys the third time, I will win!

The crescent moon hates, the setting of falling in love with the heroine simply does not leave a way for the male supporting character to survive.

Yue Ya quickly calmed down and sat cross-legged on the carpet, meditating.

After this period of time, Yueya is no longer worried about the male supporting role, he is now afraid that the little master will act as a demon!
No, he'd better brainwash the little master now!
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On the other side, in Tang Yi's Zhuangzi.

It was rare that Tang Yi had free time today, so An Lin came here early in the morning to find Tang Yi.

in the pavilion.

The two sat opposite each other.

Tang Yi suddenly became strong these days, which made An Lin feel a little flustered.

Based on what he knew about Tang Yi, this was not something Tang Yi would do at all.

Tang Yi can only... be indifferent to fame and wealth.

An Lin knew that Tang Yi was not interested in these things, otherwise he would not have traveled with the national teacher.

In fact, An Lin has always been puzzled. He didn't know why Tang Yi left suddenly.

Even if he wanted to give up, Tang Yi wouldn't quit before it started, it's not like him either.

He didn't believe that Tang Yi didn't know that if he chose to leave, he would give up the throne.

Every national teacher will take away a prince for training, in order to assist the new emperor well in the future...

Those who are taken away will lose their qualifications to compete for the throne.

An Lin pursed his lips. His friendship with Tang Yi was not only a childhood friendship, but also because he felt that Tang Yi was more suitable for that position.

He must figure out Tang Yi's thoughts now, if Tang Yi...

An Lin's eyes are deep, he will stand behind him!

……

An Lin looked at Tang Yi, his expression constantly changing, and Tang Yi looked at An Lin, and smiled.

"None of what you're thinking is what I want to do."

An Lin: "..."

An Lin looked at Tang Yi sympathetically, as if looking at the idiot next door.

"Tang Yi, I know you must have had difficulties back then, and the current position is very embarrassing, you don't have to be embarrassed to say..."

"I, An Lin, am not a treacherous villain. I will not betray you. Just tell me the truth."

Tang Yi shook his head.

An Lin looked at Tang Yi and hated that iron could not be made into steel.

"Tang Yi, I know you couldn't help yourself before, but it's different now. If you really don't have any ideas, I'm afraid you won't be able to get away."

An Lin felt that the competition for the throne in previous dynasties was fierce, and Tang Yi would be in danger.

"I have a measure." Tang Yi pursed his lips and smiled.

Look at this calm and breezy appearance, you must be mad at me to death, right?
An Lin's chest was tight, he grabbed the wine glass on the table and drank it up, and deliberately slapped the table vigorously to show that he was going to die of anger.

(End of this chapter)