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After all, there is a long way to go to promote Blue Star culture, and the most urgent task is of course the content updated today.

Professor Wang continued to read.

"When Qi Zhengqing held her wrist, Ji Qingyi subconsciously wanted to break free.

After reacting, she suppressed her instinct.

The emperor's hand on her hand made her feel sick, and she wanted to cut off the claw directly.

But Ji Qingyi knew that she couldn't, at least not now.

She tried to smile and looked at the emperor in confusion: "Your Majesty? "

In the eyes of Wang Gonggong and others, this scene was the imperial concubine seducing His Majesty again.

Only Qi Zhengqing could realize how forced Qingyi's smile was.

He subconsciously loosened his hand, allowing himself to finally leave the warm jade-like wrist.

In Ji Qingyi's surprised eyes, Qi Zhengqing took the chicken soup from her hand and drank it all in one breath.

In the end, only an empty bowl was left beside him.

Ji Qingyi kept watching him finish the chicken soup, and when she saw the empty bowl, she suddenly smiled widely.

She reached out to take the cake next to her, leaned on the emperor bonelessly, and handed the cake over.

"Come, Your Majesty, have another cake. ”

[I don’t know why, but when I read this paragraph, I always have a bad feeling.]

[There won’t be anything in the chicken soup, right? Why do I feel something is wrong the more I read?]

[What do you mean you can’t do it now? Will it be possible in the future?]

When Luo Wenfu saw this, he had the same idea as other readers.

There must be something in that bowl of chicken soup.

There have been emperors who were poisoned in history, but Luo Wenfu thought more deeply.

Now no one knows why the hero’s soul appears in the emperor, not even the hero himself.

Naturally, no one knows whether the hero will return to his own body.

If the hero can never go back, and the imperial concubine kills the hero as the old emperor, then the two of them will be a tragedy in capital letters.

No matter what the readers think, the protagonist in the book doesn’t know.

"Qi Zhengqing drank the soup sent by Ji Qingyi without hesitation, and Ji Qingyi didn’t know that the current emperor had changed his heart.

When he saw Ji Qingyi, Qi Zhengqing was very satisfied.

He looked at Ji Qingyi almost without blinking, and wanted to spend more time with Ji Qingyi.

But Ji Qingyi didn't have this idea.

After finishing the work, she stood up and wanted to leave after a little play.

"Your Majesty, I guess you will be busy with official business later, so I won't disturb you."

Ji Qingyi saluted Qi Zhengqing, looking respectful and submissive, for his good.

Without waiting for Qi Zhengqing to refuse, she walked out on her own.

Qi Zhengqing finally responded, and he subconsciously chased after her. Looking at the beautiful figure at the door, he couldn't help asking: "Do you still have feelings for Prince Ding?"

In fact, what he wanted to ask more was, do you still have feelings for me?

When the words came to his lips, he remembered his current identity and immediately changed the address.

The figure facing the light froze.

She quickly reacted and chuckled.

"How could that be? Ever since your majesty took me to the palace, I have forgotten whether I am a prince or not."

"It is so good to be in the palace, with fine clothes and delicious food, surrounded by maids, who wouldn't envy such a life?"

After saying this, Ji Qingyi left.

From beginning to end, she did not look back, and Qi Zhengqing did not see her expression. ”

[The heroine must like the hero, otherwise why doesn’t she turn around?]

[Can these two people say it clearly? I’m worried about them.]

[The hero wouldn’t be so stupid to believe it? He doesn’t even look at his current identity. The heroine must be insincere!]

Song Wenlan looked at the comments of these readers and found that they were quite receptive to this story.

Especially the plot of love in the heart but hard to say, the readers were even more anxious and angry, and they wanted to explain for the hero and heroine.

In fact, explanation is useless.

The palace is a place where people are eaten, and trust is the most precious thing there.

Dream Starworm is very fast. He finished reading before other readers finished. After reading, he subconsciously looked at the word count.

He had a heart attack, and only 4,000 words were left before signing.

He couldn’t help but contact Song Wenlan.

“Big brother, your new book has good data. Is it a tragedy?”

“No, there were too many tragedies in that era. I don’t like it, so they will have a good ending. "

Whether it is tragedy or comedy, for webworms, the energy generated is almost the same, and the author's writing style and story determine how much energy they absorb.

In comparison, Dream Starworms prefer comedy.

Now, he finally doesn't worry about being criticized.

"Okay, Mr. Zaosi, the copyright contract has been finalized. I'll send it to you first. Please take a look."

"Okay, thank you."

Song Wenlan quickly received the contract sent by Dream Starworm.

While she was checking the terms of the contract, on the other side, in the Orc Forest, Xisha successfully met with his tribe.

Xisha returned to his original tribe with courage.

On the way back, he was very nervous.

Back then, he kept running away with the evolutionary agent and his father's instructions.

He didn't dare to relax at all. He escaped from the Orc Forest and took someone else's starship to escape from the Baimiao galaxy.

He was even afraid that he would be targeted in the Federation, so he used all his money to buy a garbage planet and lived on it all year round.

If Song Wenlan hadn't appeared, he might not have thought of coming back now.

He didn't know what happened to his father in the past, nor did he know what the tribe was like now.

Would they welcome him?

In such trepidation, Xisha landed on the territory of the former tribe.

He patrolled the entire tribe and found that the former tribe was now covered by tall trees. Here, he didn't find a single tribe member.

Xisha's mind was blank.

So, did all his tribe members survive or migrate to other places?

The interstellar space is so big that no one would notice the demise of a tribe. Everyone is staring at the development of their own small piece of land.

Xisha didn't know what he was going to do next.

Leave? He didn't want to leave.

Otherwise, he should ask other orcs. He thought, at least it would be good to know the situation of his tribe members.

He returned to the starship, and at this time, his old optical brain was finally full of energy.

Xisha saw the message sent by Song Wenlan at a glance.

"Xisha, I met your cousin Fengxing in the Federation. He said that your tribe has moved. This is his optical computer number. You can contact him."

Xisha: !!!

If Xisha knew about the culture of Blue Star, he would more or less send a message to Song Wenlan saying "You are really a timely rain".