Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

"How long are you going to stay here?" she asked, raising her eyelashes slightly.

"Soon." Yun Dao leaned against the tree, lowering his head slightly and talking to her, "Do you want me to take you to see this villa?"

……

Bare pear tree trunks stand on both sides of the cobblestone road, and a meandering stream is introduced into the garden, with gurgling water that is crystal clear to the bottom.

Yun Dao grabbed Lu Jian who was about to walk to the garden and smiled helplessly, "You can't go to the rockery."

Lu Jian: "Why?"

Yun Dao: "Over there is...um...how should I say?"

Lu Jian: "...Okay, shut up."

He saw that the girl's cheeks were slightly red, and she turned on her toes and went in another direction.

I don’t want to understand it instantly.

He laughed again, "Walk slowly and wait for me for a while."

Lu Jian ignored him and walked forward on his own.

Suddenly, she saw something and paused.

In the lobby passing by, there was a painting hanging in the center. The painting was of a woman, with a few words marked on the lower right corner.

——In memory of my wife.

She stared blankly, opened her lips, and said nothing.

It wasn't this one, but... she felt that she felt a familiar feeling in this painting for some reason.

A gentle voice beside him said, "Do you like painting?"

She raised her eyes: "I want to paint."

The young man said "Huh", bent his eyes, and said softly, "Then I'll give you one."

"I happen to have one here."

...?

The hero’s painting?

She couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips slightly, her eyes sparkling, "Okay, give it to me when you get out."

*

It was three days before I was ejected from the illusion.

When she opened her eyes, she suddenly encountered a pair of gentle and watery pupils, bright and bright peach blossom eyes, slightly curved, giving people a feeling of affection. He was not wearing a leucorrhea.

The sharp-jointed fingers followed her hair time and time again, curling it between his fingers and playing with it.

Seeing her eyes open, Yun Dao's lips curved into a faint smile, "Jian Jian."

Lu Jian lay on his lap, yawned contentedly, and stretched out his hand, "Where's the painting?"

"I won't give it to you yet." He shook his head.

Otherwise, the time left will be too short.

Lu Jian opened his eyes wide, gritted his teeth, and accused, "Words don't count."

"I just said I would give it to you, I didn't say when I would give it to you." He slightly bent his fingers and tapped her forehead.

Lu Jian was angry.

But then she thought about it, she still had tasks to complete, and she really didn't need to get the painting so early.

Thinking about it this way, I feel less angry.

She sat up and looked at her surroundings, "Where is this?"

"Huaiyue Villa."

He pointed at Zhao Mingyuan who was still awake across the chess table, "He's not awake yet, I'll take you back."

……

The head of the Xu family died of illness. Before his death, he named three concubines to be buried with him.

One of the selected women was the one who drugged Xu Yangguan.

She knelt on the ground and begged Xu Yangyu, hoping that he would rescue her.

She is still young, and she doesn’t want to be buried with that bad old man!

Xu Yangyu kicked her away, faced her shocked and sorrowful look, waved his hand, and asked someone to pull her down to the woodshed and lock her up until the day of burial, and then bury her alive.

She cried, but no one answered her.

When Xu Chaochao heard about this, he paused while combing his hair.

The maid behind her was still talking nonstop, "I can't stand her arrogance for a long time. She relies on the favor of the Marquis to do evil and deduct our monthly money. The Marquis loves her so much." I have to take her away. According to me, she deserves it..."

"Okay." Xu Chaochao said softly.

She was actually a little sad.

When I saw it in the history books, I didn’t feel much about it.

But when her aunt cried and cried heartbreakingly, she felt a tightness in her chest, as if she was a little sad.

Even if Aunt Su had done many bad things, she would not be buried alive. She had an indifferent attitude towards this burial system, but now it seems that it is extremely unreasonable.

How many upright young girls were brought into the loess by an old man?

She sighed, put on her white mourning clothes, and prepared to go to the mourning hall to keep a vigil.

……

Three months after Xu Hou was buried, the current emperor announced his abdication and passed the throne to the prince.

The prince recruited wise men from all over the world and reorganized the court.

The date of enthronement is set for three days later.

Among the staff selected by the prince, Xu Yangguan was particularly outstanding. He was talented, proficient in all kinds of poems and songs, had unique political views and quick thinking. He was a rare talent.

The prince liked it very much.

But the more he is taken seriously, the greater his impact on history.

After the prince came to power, it was inevitable that Xu Yangguan would be given an official title.

Lu Jian tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.

So she wanted to kill Xu Yangguan before Zhao Mingyuan ascended the throne.

……

Since the death of the head of the Xu family, the Xu family has been reorganized. Xu Yangguan did not compete for the position of the new head of the Xu family, but instead allowed the concubine Xu Yangyu to inherit the position.

He took Xu Chaochao and bought a new mansion.

He was twisting the white chess piece in his hand, with a calm expression on his face. His green robe outlined his tall figure, as tall and straight as a strong bamboo.

If he can survive, he will definitely be a person who benefits the people.

It’s just that you will die eventually.

Xu Chaochao's hand holding the black chess piece was trembling, and there was a bag of arsenic hidden in her cuffs.

Sister Lu said that history cannot be changed.

She understands.

But, she was really sad.

"Little sister, if you go that way, you will lose." The young master in Qingyi reminded her with a smile, "Do you want to withdraw?"

Xu Chaochao lowered his head, wringing his fingers, and with a sigh, he played the chess piece.

Xu Yangguan: "..."

He put away the chessboard, sighed, and looked at her helplessly, "Are you worried?"

"Is it obvious?" she whispered.

Xu Yangguan: "Obviously."

"You can tell me." He put the white chess piece into the chess cup and closed the lid, his eyes filled with a gentle smile.

But the more he acted like this, the less she knew how to speak.

They were silent for a long time, and suddenly, a tear fell down, and both of them were stunned.

A pair of warm fingers touched her cheek, and she sighed helplessly, "I don't want to say it, forget it."

He knows it all.

As a person who has a new life, as a person who deserves to die, as a person who has stolen a few months of his life.

He knows what his destiny is.

……

One day, my little sister suddenly changed.

Her character changed from cowardly to cheerful.

She went from left-handed to right-handed.

Her favorite color changed from blue to yellow.

She began to love laughing and being close to him.

The eyes that looked at him were full of admiration and smile, and a little less alienated.

She forgot about her former best friend, her favorite drama in Wanhua Tower, and the princess who pushed her into the water.

Forgot a lot.

But it was the arrival of the "little sister".

The gears of his destiny began to turn.

How could he make things difficult for her?