Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

Due to the injuries on her body, she bent over in pain as soon as the numbness passed.

The stone steps under her knees were cold and hard, and a burning pain gradually appeared in her back. She frowned, bit her lower lip, and stood up staggeringly while holding on to the wall.

[Call me again. 】

【No more electricity. ] Ning Qi wanted to cry but had no tears, [You are injured and struck by lightning. Do you think you can't die fast enough in this world? 】

Lu Jian pursed his lips slightly but said nothing.

She was not assigned a task, and there was no one else in the entire training camp except An Shi, who was training new secret guards, and her.

An Shi glanced at her coldly and said nothing.

He was always so taciturn. In the past, the most active person was An Qi.

It's hard to get used to being so quiet all of a sudden.

She knows what time it is.

In the plot, for unknown reasons, the emperor suddenly delegated power to the prince when he was young and strong.

The prince changed his dandy style and put the whole court in order. During that time, the courtiers did not dare to look at him.

The following year, the prince ascended the throne, and the emperor fled to the villa.

This new emperor ushered in a new era.

She stood on the eaves of a palace somewhere in the palace, looking down at the entire palace. The clouds and mist rolled in the distance, intertwined with the sun, and at a glance, there was the light of dawn.

She saw a low-key carriage entering the palace and stopping at the entrance of the royal study.

——Driving is not allowed inside the palace.

She knew who was up there.

She narrowed her eyes slightly.

She had guessed early on that the emperor's abdication might have something to do with the male protagonist, but she didn't know the details.

It has nothing to do with her, no need to explore too much.

She turned around and wanted to jump down.

Suddenly, she seemed to be surrounded by a medicinal fragrance, and her white robe was slightly gathered up. She was startled, turned around, and found the blind beauty who was supposed to be in the imperial study room standing behind her.

Because the eaves were sloped, she seemed to be as tall as him when she stood on the higher side.

The young man in white slightly curled his lips and said softly, "Your Excellency, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Lu Jian hurriedly took two steps back, almost slipping down, "See you, see you, I'll leave now."

I just turned around and haven't jumped down yet.

Her high ponytail was grabbed by someone.

The man stretched out his slender hand and entangled her satin-like dark hair. He slowly raised his eyes and smiled, his tone seemed a little incomprehensible, "Since we have met, let's talk about old times together?"

Lu Jian:? ? ?

God damn reminiscing about the past!

What old stories do the hero and I have to talk about?

"Shouldn't you be in the imperial study room now?" she said resentfully.

The Lord is elusive.

Yun Dao said gently, "I got the key and came out."

In his hand he holds...

What the hell is that?

[...Treasury key. 】

He stretched out his hand towards her, "Want to come?"

The white three-fingered satin covered his eyes, but it was not difficult to guess that he should be smiling gently at this moment.

Sir, you seem to be gentle and gentle to everyone.

Lu Jian looked at his hand and was silent without putting his hand on it.

Yun Dao was still playing with her hair in his hand, raising his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of joking, "If you don't speak, you will take it as your acquiescence."

The emperor's close minister Feng Gongzheng was staying below. When he saw the Imperial Master coming back, followed by a man in black, he said nothing knowingly. He bowed respectfully and then led the way.

He didn't withdraw until he sent the person to the door of the treasury and stood waiting outside the door.

Yun Dao did not shy away from having her beside him. His slender jade-like hands passed over a number of jade objects, as if he was selecting them.

Thinking that he couldn't see him, Lu Jian didn't intend to help, and looked at him with interest without saying a word.

Suddenly the young man in white touched the jade with his fingers, and then moved away without hesitation, stroking one piece after another. He really looked like a blind man.

He asked for help gently, "Can you help me find a painting, sir?"

His eyes hidden behind the satin were smiling, vaguely looking through a patch of white at a figure in the corner.

"No." She whistled, "Let's go, or I'll be considered derelict in my duties."

She turned and walked out the door.

"Please." The young man in white grabbed her sleeves aggrievedly.

Lu Jian almost fell to the ground.

"...Don't be like this, you have something to say."

"Then, can you help me find a painting?" smiling.jpg

"...Okay, you say."

He slightly raised the corners of his lips, "A... painting of a woman."

Painting a woman?

Is it the picture of the beauty she saw in the main tomb?

Lu Jian's eyes lit up, the plot point was here!

Doesn’t having a beauty picture mean that the heroine can go back quickly? Then she can stay away from the three-morning and three-to-three-night work life.

She rummaged through the treasury and saw a rolled up scroll in the corner.

Looking at it, she is indeed a beautiful woman.

Her eyebrows are like mountain daisy, her lips are as red as cinnabar, her face is delicate and beautiful, and she wears a gentle low bun. Her temperament carries the aura of a Jiangnan woman, like a carefully painted gouache painting.

She had a headache for a moment, looked at the person above, and pursed her lips.

Beauty stickers.

But not this one.

Although her memory of the beauty picture was blurred, it didn't feel right.

She threw the painting to Yun Dao and said, "Find one."

Yun Dao stretched out his hand to catch it. Without even opening it, he put it into his sleeve and said warmly, "Thank you."

Lu Jian looked at him, but he hesitated to speak, and then hesitated to speak.

Yun Dao said consciously, "This is my master's wife."

He lowered his eyes, curled his lips, and said softly, "Master's wife is the daughter of a merchant from the south of the Yangtze River. She and my master are very happy with each other. This painting was painted for my master by my master himself."

"At first, the family refused to marry my wife to him, so they gave the portrait away. After many twists and turns, I didn't know how I ended up in a place like this. After my wife passed away, the master has been thinking about getting it back."

He tilted his head warmly and said with a smile, "I made some deals with the emperor a few days ago, and I am also looking for Xianzhi. I'm really sorry to trouble you."

Lu Jian: "..." She felt a dull pain from the wound that hadn't healed yet.

"That's not what I want to ask." She said silently, "I want to say, do you have other girls' paintings?"

"..."

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There was a rare smile on Yun Dao's face. The corners of his lips were straightened. His cold gaze seemed to be directed at her through the ribbon, and even his voice lacked the usual sense of a smile.

"Your Excellency, you are joking." He turned and left.

Lu Jian looked at his back with a confused look on his face. What's wrong, big brother? Why did you leave just as soon as you said you were coming?

Bring her here and leave her alone?

She caught up with him, "It's useful to find paintings, it's really useful! Do me a favor, brother..."

Yun Dao walked out of the treasury without stopping and met Eunuch Feng outside.

Eunuch Feng took the key, and the figure in white strode past him, followed by a young man in black, whose gender could not be determined.

The boy in black was chasing him, so he walked faster and didn't look like a blind person at all.

He was so angry!

Yun Dao wanted to bite his back molars. His long legs pushed her forward two steps at a time. He walked faster and faster, and Lu Jian had to trot to catch up behind her.

Suddenly, there was a slight cry of pain from behind.

"hiss……"

He turned sharply.