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After everyone left, Jing Yu sat next to Ji Yunhuan and murmured to himself: "Huan'er, you promised to stay with me for the rest of your life. One day less is not a lifetime. I won't let you break your promise."

Ji Yunhuan's soul had left her body, and a huge suction force was about to send her into the system space. Her soul was so light, and she didn't know where she got the strength. A huge panic enveloped her, and she was pinned to the original position. land.

She hovered over Jing Yu, her transparent fingers passing through Jing Yu's face in vain.

"Ayu! No! I will be angry if you do this. I will never pay attention to you again. Do you hear that? Stop it!"

The huge mental shock spread to the system space, and the space twisted and rotated, like an abstract watercolor painting.

"Host! Calm down, you can't resist the main system, your soul will be torn apart, you should go back!"

Ji Yunhuan didn't hear what Yun Ye said at all. She watched helplessly as Ayu swallowed a pill and lay down next to her. She thought she must have cried, but unfortunately the soul has no tears.

The improved Heart-Eating Pill works quickly and doesn't hurt much, but the chest is a little numb.

Jing Yu thought of that afternoon. He pretended not to know that Sister Huan had discovered his thoughts, and tentatively put the fox fur on Sister Huan's shoulders.

He often dreamed of fragments, and gradually understood that he should have died young, but Sister Huan saved him. He did not want to explore where the mind-reading ability came from, nor did he want to ask about those unpleasant past lives.

In this life, Sister Huan belongs to him, and that is enough.

He secretly prepared the medicine. He knew that Sister Huan was about to leave, so he followed Sister Huan.

Jing Yu had a peaceful smile on his face and slowly closed his eyes. Their hands were tightly intertwined, as if they were dependent on each other for life and death.

Ji Yunhuan's soul seemed to be torn in half, and the pain was so painful that her vision went dark. When she regained consciousness again, she returned to the familiar system space.

She saw A Yu die in front of her with her own eyes. She was very sad. After the grief, there was huge anger! Anger towards that so-called Lord God, why could that thing manipulate her life wantonly!

Yun Ye floated over cautiously, "Don't be sad, host. Taskers will encounter this situation. The system provides free emotional detachment services. Do you need it, host?"

Ji Yunhuan's face was expressionless, as if he had regained his composure, "No need."

If her emotions are controlled by the system, is she a person or a puppet that completes her mission?

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the mission and leaving the small world."

"Start calculating the merit value. The original merit value is 6550. The small world has accumulated 5000 merit value. After deducting the 1200 merit value consumed by the props, the remaining merit value is 10350."

Yun Ye breathed a long sigh of relief, patted his heart and said: "Fortunately, the host's merit points were not confiscated, otherwise this mission would have been in vain, and the next mission world has already been sent."

"The main system sent a warning again. In view of the host's previous violations, the main system will control the host's authority. Only the most basic props can be used in the next world. They have been set to Thousand Gold Pills, Easy Delivery Pills, and Recovery Pills. A total of 300 merit points."

"Sorry, host, I can't enter the mission world to help you. Although I have upgraded, the main system has restricted my permissions to prevent me from not receiving messages from the main system after entering the mission world. The main system asked me to supervise the host and ensure that The host has completed the task of giving birth."

Ji Yunhuan clearly felt the malice of the main system, or rather the malice of the main god. All the bullshit truth and justice were used to fool the smaller system.

Ji Yunhuan just hummed lightly. Yun Ye thought that the host had figured it out, so he suggested: "The host still has 10050 merit points, which can upgrade the system space. The host's mental power is strong enough, and there is a certain probability of bringing part of the space to the mission world. go."

Ji Yunhuan had this intention. Only after the space was upgraded and expanded could she build Mulan Paddock.

In February, the grass grows in the sky, the willows are drunk by the spring smoke, and the river flows endlessly. The huts built by the victims are scattered in a scattered manner, and there is a faint curl of smoke rising from the kitchen. On the ridge of the fields, the children who have just returned from Mulan School are singing and laughing. …

Ji Yunhuan looked down at everything, his vision blurred, and in the blink of an eye, those people disappeared, leaving only an empty world, with only her standing in it.

Yun Ye exclaimed from the side, such a large area of ​​creation is really rare.

Before he could take a closer look, the main system urged him again. Yun Ye could only float to the host and reminded:

"Host, please leave quickly. It's too late to read the mission scroll. The memory will be instilled in the host anyway."

"The emperor loves the host very much this time. The host has memories of past lives. As long as he pays a little attention and uses the host's intelligence, he will definitely become a queen and have a few more children, and his merits will be there."

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Luojing, winter of the third year of Hongchang.

There was heavy snow in the sky, it was the coldest time of the year.

Ji Yunhuan was only wearing a single dress, and the moon-white brocade was embroidered with cold plum blossoms. Her face was whiter than the snow scene, and there were several dark red scars on her slender arms, as if they were about to be broken at any time.

She grabbed a piece of the emperor's clothes, knelt on the ground and sobbed, "Your Majesty, all the mistakes you made are my fault. Please let Abo go. I will never run away again, and I will not seek death. What will I do in the future?" All listen to you."

The emperor pinched Ji Yunhuan's face, with a cruel smile on his lips, "Song Bai is dead. He will be quartered. The entire Song family will be executed. If you dare to covet my woman, this is the fate!"

Ji Yunhuan opened her mouth, her throat seemed to be blocked, she couldn't make a sound, and even her breathing stopped.

Her father died, the Ji family was gone, and people around her left her one after another. It was she who killed Song Bai, whom she met when she was young, the gentle and kind-hearted Princess Roujia, and the Song family!

The emperor admired Ji Yunhuan's desperate look, and felt happy. He kissed Ji Yunhuan regardless of Ji Yunhuan's resistance, biting and grinding her repeatedly, and tasted the taste of blood in his mouth.

"Ji Yunhuan! You are my woman. Your tears can only be shed for me. Your person, your heart, everything about you belongs to me! Don't cry!"

Ji Yunhuan's tears flowed more fiercely. The emperor felt that Ji Yunhuan was still thinking about the dead Song Bai in his heart, and his anger became more intense. He raised his hand and slapped Ji Yunhuan, knocking him to the ground.

"I thought you had learned the lesson, and I wanted to move you out of the cold palace. Now it seems that Ji promised to reflect on it not enough, so I will continue to lock you up."

The emperor turned around and left. Ji Yunhuan stared blankly at the emperor's back, feeling infinitely sad in his heart.

The youthful friendship and childhood sweethearts were all in vain. She and the emperor could never look back, and she would never be able to escape from this prison in her life.

Ji Yunhuan leaned under the plum blossom tree and sat upright with difficulty. She took out a golden hairpin from her arms and stabbed her heart without hesitation!

The bright red blood gushes out and dyes the plum blossom pattern on the chest red. The cold wind blows and the white plum blossoms fall, dyeing the red plum blossoms.

The emperor came back again and rushed over in disbelief, hugging Ji Yunhuan.

Ji Yunhuan saw the grief in the emperor's eyes. The supreme emperor was helpless and cried hoarsely.

She had nothing and was desperate. Only with this life could she take revenge on the emperor. The golden hairpin stuck in her chest was also stuck in the emperor's heart. She wanted to make the emperor lose his love and live in guilt and regret for the rest of his life!

Ji Yunhuan spit out a mouthful of blood and smiled sadly.

"Murong Xuan! For the rest of your life, I wish you to live thousands of miles away and enjoy boundless loneliness forever. If there is an afterlife, I would rather never meet you!"