The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

Song Wanyu couldn't figure it out. Seeing that the Ghost King beside him didn't look very good, he pursed his lips in annoyance.

However, her gaze swept past the corner of the window and looked at the person coming with a bouquet of flowers. Her brows relaxed slightly, thinking that the adults would be happier later.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

"Sir, I'll go and look after those people. I won't disturb you anymore." Song Wanyu smiled secretly, hid his figure, and slipped away quietly.

The door was not locked and could be opened by turning the handle. Qin Jue walked in holding the flowers.

"who is it?"

The person sitting on the bed had a gauze tied in front of his eyes. He leaned against the headboard, listening with his ears and turning his head to follow the sound.

The long curly brown-red hair looked extremely warm against the white dress and bed curtains, but the owner of the hair sat quietly with obvious sadness.

"Madam, I know the whereabouts of your husband." Qin Jue wiped the mud off the soles of his shoes, stepped on the carpet without leaving any marks, and moved towards the person beside the bed.

"Really? You have seen him, where?" The lady seemed a little excited when she heard this, and leaned forward to grope forward.

My fingers touched the quilt, moving to the right side little by little, and my knuckles touched something soft, it was a flower.

"The moonlight tonight is beautiful, and the roses are blooming gorgeously, just as beautiful as you." Qin Jue knelt on one knee in front of the bed, holding a bouquet of flowers and looking up at the person in front of him.

"Really? Unfortunately, I can't see it now..."

The Countess lowered her head, her hair scattered on the roses. She followed the faint floral scent and sniffed tentatively.

I repeated my obsession:

"my husband……"

The cold fingers were suddenly covered and touched the stranger's cheek. The Countess's hand trembled, but was forced to touch the other man's eyebrows by the irresistible force.

"Here! I'm right here and I'll never leave you again."

"No matter what happened in the past, I am back now, by your side, and I won't go anywhere!"

Qin Jue held the other person's hand and rubbed it with his cheek and nose, eagerly expressing his feelings.

It is a role-playing game that cooperates with Youmu’s game, and it is also his own voice.

"Really?"

The lady followed the mercenary's movements, stroking his brow, as if comparing it with the appearance in her memory.

"Really, appearances will change, identities will change, even memories may be altered and dissolved, but I love you, that will not change."

Putting down the bouquet, Qin Jue stood on tiptoe, straightened his back, raised his head to match the other person's lowered head movement, and kissed her.

It was as if he had really experienced identity changes again and again, and these words came out of his mouth without thinking, without even a trace of hesitation.

Sometimes, Qin Jue thought that maybe he really fell in love with the other person a long, long time ago. Otherwise, there was no way to explain his inexplicable feelings that could not be expressed in words, and his indescribable happiness just by looking at the other person.

That time was so long ago, maybe in the previous life, or the previous life...

"My...husband?" A soft whisper with the scent of flowers rang in my ears.

The bedroom window was open, and the moonlight rose, casting silvery beams through the window frame.

The night wind blew the gauze curtain hanging beside the bed, and through the hazy cover, the figure leaning against the head of the bed was revealed.

With a rose petal in her mouth, the lady lowered her eyes, leaned on the mercenary's arms, and stretched out her hand to trace the other's eyes and nose.

The veil covering her eyes was removed at some point. The mercenary stroked the lady's fair wrist and lowered his head to kiss the corner of her eye that could no longer see.

"Yes, I am. I have always been."

The mercenary lowered his head, put his palm through the hair and supported the back of the man's neck, bit off the petals between the lips, and followed with a kiss mixed with the fragrance of flowers.

The gauze curtain swayed, and reddish-brown hair was spread out in disorder on the white bedding, and the rose-red flower juice made the bright-colored lips even more gorgeous.

"Ma'am, you are so beautiful..."

The beauty in the moonlit night is more captivating than the rose bathed in moonlight. The mercenary forgot the warnings of passers-by and the legends of the ancient castle, and his eyes were full of obsession.

"Beauty comes at a price..."

Lying on her back on the quilt, the lady smiled faintly. When she raised her fingertips to explore, the mercenary reached out and held her hand, placing it to her lips.

Her fingertips lightly touched the mercenary's lower lip, and a cut appeared. Bright red blood oozed out of the wound and was swallowed by the tip of her tongue.

The lady's fingertips stirred the more gorgeous hair, and her pupilless eyes raised up. Her turbid gray-blue eyes looked at the mercenary who seemed to be in love, and she kindly warned:

"My husband, you are very brave. Please be firm in your choice, even if it will cost you something..."

The gauze curtain with woven patterns fell down, shining on the top of the mercenary's head, piling up layer by layer, blocking his vision.

Madame's voice faded away as she reached up and pulled the fabric off her head.

When Qin Jue broke free from the gauze, he suddenly found that the surrounding environment had changed and he was teleported back to the room on the first floor.

...His wife left again.

Qin Jue, unwilling to give up, sat up from the bed, pushed open the door and went up to the third floor again, but found that the layout of the third floor was different from before. The room that Song Wanyu gave him was hidden in the ancient castle.

Pursing his lips, Qin Jue turned around and returned from the third floor.

Although the time was short and he didn't get enough fun, fortunately, his wife seemed to have given him a lot of hints.

The wife who uses her blood to maintain her appearance and keeps waiting for her husband...

What will he give as a husband?

In this copy, the system seems to appear less frequently. To be more precise, it is a bit abnormal. The conditions for passing the level are not given at the beginning. Does it want them to guess?

Or, do you just want to make it more difficult for those people?

However, mentioning the system made Qin Jue think of one thing.

Back in the guest room, Qin Jue opened the system chat window again.

"System, 8888, are you there?"

【…】

[What? The system is busy! ]

"Sorry, I wasn't ready yet. I was suddenly pulled into the dungeon... My tone wasn't very good before. Amu said you were helping me. I'm not sure what exactly you were doing, but thank you."

In order to prevent the petty system from whispering bad things about him again, Qin Jue changed his previous attitude and deliberately slowed down his tone.

[…You’re smart. It’s okay. I’m very generous. I don’t care about it anymore!] While sorting out the numbers and order of the copies, and ordering the real system to fan him, Tiandao shook his body, and the white light on his body became brighter.

He obviously cares a lot, but he refuses to admit it.

"Amu told me that you were having a hard time. I shouldn't have caused you trouble. I'm sorry."

His wife was right, he does seem easy to coax.

[Well, I don't care about it anymore... I marked the place, remember to go when the icon turns green, you're welcome. ]

Feeling a little happy, Tiandao held back his laughter, gave Qin Jue the coordinates, and closed the dialog box before he laughed out loud.

Within his sight, Qin Jue saw the teardrop-shaped icon that looked like a map mark. Now the green progress on the icon was not full yet, so he couldn't see the specific location.

I don’t know what it is, but with his wife around, the things given by the system should not be a trap for him.

Looking out the window, he saw those people were already submerged in the sea of ​​flowers. But he felt that they would not die so easily.

After closing the curtains, Qin Jue lay back on the bed to rest.

There was no light at night and it was dark everywhere, which made it inconvenient to check or search for anything.

Moreover, the conditions for passing the level still need to be informed by the system.

"How can there be a player like him who...plucks my flowers...to please me?"

Walking barefoot on the velvet carpet, You Mu picked up the bouquet of flowers that had fallen at the end of the bed, held it in his palm to look at it, and then casually placed it on the wooden cabinet at the head of the bed.

【You are the one who got used to it. 】

[By the way, Han Yi seems to be at the door of his house, and seems to be looking for you outside the game.] Sensing a little fluctuation in the real world, Tiandao took the time to come over to report the news.

"Let me take a look. Here..."

The hand stroking the petals paused slightly, and after a little thought, You Mu guessed the other party's intention.

Han Yi represents the official position, and if the matter is not handled properly, there will inevitably be some obstacles.

[Don't worry, I'm here! ] Tiandao patted his chest and assured.

"Well, thank you for your hard work. I'll be back soon." You Mu pinched the ball of light beside him, and his figure disappeared in the room.

[Okay.]

Tiandao took a rare moment of free time to rub You Mu's palm. After the other party left, he once again went into the game's main console to continue coding and organizing.

There is only a little progress left, and after finishing this, it will be completely liberated.

In fact, the structure of the game is not too complicated, it’s just that Tiandao was used to being lazy, and he was a little hesitant when he sorted these out for the first time, and he took several detours along the way.

But fortunately, despite the clumsy management, no trouble was caused.