Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

"came back?"

As soon as he entered the underground training camp, he ran into Anichi, who had not been seen for a century. He had a cold expression and was wearing knee pads.

Seeing Lu Jian's empty hands, he frowned, "The mission failed?"

An Yi's main mission is to protect the emperor, and protect him every step of the way. Now that he can appear in the training camp, either the emperor is absolutely safe now, or the emperor forcibly ordered him to avoid it.

The original owner knew him and came from the same hometown, so he was able to survive to this day because of his kindness.

The price is losing one's name and freedom.

The original owner is probably very contented.

She nodded, walked over, and walked towards the hall.

An Yi grabbed her arm and said in a calm voice, "I've been free recently and can help you find it."

Lu Jian was startled and reflexively pushed away.

She pursed her lips and said, "No need. The one-month period is coming soon. I should be punished for failing this mission."

She walked into the hall and closed the door.

An Yi looked at her back with lonely eyes.

It seems I don’t know when.

They became increasingly distant.

The fists hanging on both sides of his body were clenched tightly, and the joints were white from the force and trembling slightly.

……

At fifty, Lu Jian asked the system to electrocute him in advance, so he didn't feel much pain during the beating.

After the beating, he stood up refreshed, put on his coat, and looked dumbfounded at An Fifty's execution.

Hey, are all the top ten secret guards this strong?

Fifty boards can be taken at any time?

She squeezed the muscles on her arm silently, she wanted to exercise, she wanted to go on a mission!

Lu Jian saw An Yi still standing outside and raised his eyebrows in confusion, "Why are you still here?"

An Yin said, "The Lord is going to summon all the secret guards to guard the palace recently. You..."

An Yi is equivalent to the leader of the secret guards.

He looked hesitant and said, "If you are injured, don't go."

He gave her the monthly antidote and said, "Go find a place to rest. Don't go on missions this month."

Lu Jian's eyebrows were filled with joy and he was about to nod.

The happy words in her mouth took a few more twists and turns. She seemed to have thought of something and uttered two words, "No."

"Of course I have to obey the Lord's orders."

An Yi lowered his head in embarrassment, "If there is danger, you can't stop it at all. There is no need to embarrass yourself. Lord, I can hide it."

Yo yo yo.

what is this?

A secret guard who sincerely deceives the monarch out of love?

I can’t tell that Anichi is still a love brain.

Ning Qi scorned, "The person I like is the original owner, not you." 】

【I know. ] Lu Jian whistled, [Where did the original owner’s soul go? 】

Ning Qi was silent for a moment, then said, "She must have been reincarnated a long time ago. It is a good thing that she can escape from the mission world." 】

Lu Jian shrugged and smiled, turned around, his dark hair rippled in the air, his voice was lazy and relaxed, "Maybe?"

She put her hands behind her head as a pillow and lay down on the tree. The palace was sultry in the afternoon. In the lush youth, who wouldn't meet a few people who are passionate about her?

She is no exception.

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In the winter of the 18th year of Yonghe's reign, the charges against Prime Minister Li Qingyun were presented to the emperor's desk by the Minister of Civil Affairs.

The emperor flipped through the memorial, his face became as gloomy as a black cloud, and he threw the memorial to the ground, "Absurd!"

The Prime Minister's black gauze hat fell to the ground one night and he was sleeping at home and was sent to the prison overnight.

Li Qingyun was wearing prison uniform, frowning, looking at the jailer walking outside, and called to him, "Excuse me, what happened outside?"

The jailer's attitude towards him was quite mild, and he replied truthfully, "The political affairs of the imperial court are not for people like us to discuss."

Although his inquiry into the information was repeatedly blocked, Li Qingyun was still able to vaguely piece together what happened.

About that time, the emperor began to delegate power and let the prince take over some government affairs.

The so-called three fires for a new official to take office, the fire started by the prince started with him.

The veins in Li Qingyun's hand holding the railing bulged, and hatred rolled in his eyes.

Before he could ask for an explanation, his sister brought him into the picture again.

He serves the royal family so wholeheartedly, why are they so ruthless!

He leaned his head against the railing in a daze, lowered his head and looked at the prison uniform he was wearing. Thinking of his glorious appearance before the officials in the court, he cried and laughed.

After an unknown amount of time, the jailer called out, "His Royal Highness."

Li Qingyun did not move, slight footsteps came from the front, and a shadow fell. He saw a pair of exquisitely crafted black boots stopped in front of him. A noble voice sounded from above his head, with a slight smile, "Prime Minister grown ups."

Li Qingyun suddenly raised his head and looked at him with wide eyes, "You, aren't you?"

The prince had a handsome face and a tall figure outlined in a black robe. He looked at him with a sneer, "Am I not a playboy?"

Li Qingyun's eyes were extremely dark, and he almost didn't have the energy to argue, "How did our Li family offend you?"

These words seemed to have stepped on Zhao Mingyuan's sore foot. His eyes suddenly turned cold. He pinched Li Qingyun's neck through the railing, his lips trembled twice, and he sneered, "You didn't offend me. How about you?" My sister didn’t offend me either, and no one in your Li family offended me!”

"Why don't you ask your sister what she did?"

"What did she do? Don't you know?"

His eyes were scarlet red, and he looked extremely angry. The strength of his hand suddenly tightened, and he was pinched until he could not speak.

A mocking smile appeared on Li Qingyun's ugly face, "She...is just...a...weak woman...how can she...do such...harmful things..."

"Besides... the innocence you won... is also... your... No! Right!" He almost said it through gritted teeth.

The next second he was thrown onto the haystack of the prison.

Zhao Mingyuan smiled coldly, "Touching her makes me sick. Haven't you noticed that the sister who returned to your house is fake?"

Li Qingyun's face froze, "What?"

He has been worried a lot recently, and after that unbearable incident happened, he rarely went to see his sister.

It was indeed this incident that brought the Li family's reputation into disrepute. After all, he wanted to save face, and his attitude towards his sister was not as enthusiastic as before.

He had never thought about what his sister had done, nor did he understand why Zhao Mingyuan was different from the rumored playboy.

Zhao Mingyuan slowly squatted down and looked level with him, looking at him as if he was pitying a dog, "I threw your sister into the wild a long time ago and found several wild men to serve her. Presumably, before she died, I’m quite satisfied.”

A cruel smile formed on the corners of his cool lips, "And you, just wait to die."

Coming out of the dark prison, he blocked the dazzling sunlight with his hands and put a large cloak on his shoulders. The white snow bent the red plum branches and rustled down.

He walked a few steps, staring into the void in a daze, his eyes slightly red, and his hands stretched into the air, as if he wanted to reach something.

Chen Yuanluo.

Look.

I will make those who have hurt you pay the price.

I will take good care of Fengqi's child and your parents.

His Highness is so kind to you, stop saying that His Highness only knows how to eat, drink and have fun.

You haven't taken me to see the sunset beyond the Great Wall, and I don't blame you.

Am I being nice to you?

Can you... come back...

A drop of water fell and landed where the young man in black stopped, condensing into a drop of ice crystal.