With system support: What's wrong with clicking like crazy?

"Pa...!" Seventeen slapped Xia Ling directly: "How dare you! The person in front of you is the prince of the current emperor. How can a little girl like you talk nonsense?"

"Xia Ling......!" several people nearby shouted.

The next second, there was a "bang" and Seventeen was kicked to the ground. Dongxue drew out a sharp sword and pointed it at Seventeen, saying sternly, "Do you think this is the palace of the Great King? What's wrong with what Xia Ling said? What else can he do except play all day?"

"People like him are useless except for being a burden to others."

Ye Xiumo couldn't hear anything at the moment, his eyes were fixed on Feng Qingjiu on the bed.

He tiptoed to the bedside and asked softly, "Aunt Song, what happened to Sister Fairy?"

Song Shu was still lying on her daughter's chest, humming the little tune she had just sung.

"Go away and don't come near my lady!" Xia Ling pulled Ye Xiumo, who was standing in front of the bed, away.

Ye Xiumo looked at the person on the bed with moist eyes.

My father once said that if a person keeps lying in bed and doesn’t get up, she will become a star in the sky!

Ye Xiumo rushed over, hugged Feng Qingjiu's legs, and burst into tears with a "wow".

"Ahh... Fairy sister, please get up quickly. A-Mo doesn't want you to turn into a star...!"

"Sister Fairy...are you going to abandon Ah Mo too?"

"Ah... Fairy sister... get up quickly!"

Because Ye Xiumo's voice was too loud, he cried so heartbreakingly, with snot and tears running down his face.

After a while, the hem of Feng Qingjiu's skirt was covered with snot and tears.

………………

Who is crying?

Crying so sadly?

Feng Qingjiu felt at this moment that he was in a vague and empty world, with his feet not even touching the ground.

She opened her eyes hard and found herself floating above the Tiansheng Palace.

Why was he floating? Was he dead?

When Feng Qingjiu thought that he was dead, he felt a surge of sadness in his heart.

"Oh my God, why am I so miserable?"

Feng Qingjiu lowered his head inadvertently.

"Oh my god, what's going on?"

All I saw below was a sea of ​​blood and corpses were everywhere!

Broken arms, legs, and heads were everywhere, like the end of the world.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qingjiu frowned. What was going on?

Could it be that after my death, something unexpected happened in Tiansheng Kingdom?

“Father…Father, wake up…!”

The crying continued below.

The Fengqing wine floated towards the crying sound and finally arrived at the Golden Palace.

At this moment, there was a group of people wearing armor and holding sharp swords in the Golden Throne Hall.

Ye Xiumo was hugging the emperor and crying.

"Father, wake up. Ah Mo, don't be naughty anymore...!"

"Brother, do you want our father to wake up?" Ye Xiuming squatted down with a sinister smile on his face.

Ye Xiumo wiped his tears and nodded: "Amo wants father to wake up, second brother, do you have a solution?"

Ye Xiuming smiled mysteriously: "Of course I have it, but I need my eldest brother to do something."

Then he stood up and held out his shoes, with a look of superiority on his face, and said in a teasing voice: "As long as my eldest brother licks the blood off my boots, I will let my father wake up."

Ye Xiumo stood up: "Ah Mo is willing to add...!"

"ah………!"

Ye Xiuming stretched out his foot and kicked Ye Xiumo to the ground: "Big brother, who told you to get up?"

"Crawl over here and lick it clean...!"

Looking at this scene, Feng Qingjiu's chest tightened.

I couldn't help but say loudly: "Amo, don't add it...!"

But the people on the ground couldn't hear her voice at all.

“Amo…!”

Ye Xiumo crawled over carefully, saying as he crawled: "Father...you will wake up soon, the second prince said he has a way...!"

After a while, Ye Xiumo crawled to the two bloody boots.

Ye Xiumo opened his arms and sat on the couch, saying, "Add it, your most honorable prince."

...............

“Hahahahahaha… What a fool…!” Everyone in the Golden Palace laughed heartily at this scene.

Feng Qingjiu watched anxiously, but was powerless to do anything: "Amo...Amo, don't...!"

"You perverts...!"

After a long time, Ye Xiumo wiped the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes, and smiled: "Second brother, your boots are clean!"

Ye Xiuming looked at his boots and nodded with satisfaction: "Well...it's OK..."

Ye Xiumo: "Second brother, can you wake up father?"

“Hahahahahaha…!” Ye Xiuming laughed a few times: “You really are a fool. Father will not wake up. He is already dead.”

Ye Xiumo kept shaking his head: "You are lying, my father will never leave Ah Mo."

Ye Xiumo turned around and returned to his father's side: "Father...Father...Wuwuwu...Don't you want Ah Mo anymore?"

Ye Xiuming snorted coldly: "What a deep love between father and son!"

“Hmm…!” Ye Xiumo looked down at the sword that pierced his chest, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth: “Father… Ah Mo, it hurts so much…!”

"Amo...Amo...Ye Xiuming, what are you doing?" Feng Qingjiu roared.

My heart aches so much that Feng Qingjiu can hardly breathe. I don’t know why!

Does the heart still feel pain when a person dies?

Ye Xiuming drew out his sword with a swish: "I will fulfill your father-son love."

"Come here, strip this blue-eyed monster naked and hang him on the city gate. Do not put him down without my order."

What? This unscrupulous bastard actually wanted to hang Ah Mo at the city gate.

"Ye Xiuming, you will not die well...!"

Feng Qingjiu watched helplessly as Ye Xiumo was carried away by several imperial guards.

"Amo, don't be a prince in your next life. Be an ordinary person!"

...............

“Prime Minister Feng…!”

Hearing the three words "Prime Minister Feng", Feng Qingjiu cried out that something was wrong:

“Mother…………!”

Feng Qingjiu turned and floated towards the warm courtyard.

But when I got there, it was not the way I had arranged it. It was the same as before I bought it.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Everything? Everything...!"

After shouting for a long time, there was no sound from the system.

Damn it, this damn system, even if it dies, it doesn’t need to be so anxious to find the next host!

Feng Qingjiu looked at the wreckage on the streets of the entire capital city, as well as the wailing of children and women.

The streets were littered with corpses and broken limbs, and the scene was in a mess.

This Ye Xiuming is really a piece of shit!

Finally, Feng Qingjiu arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, which was peaceful and peaceful, like two different worlds from the outside world.

Suddenly, Lin Yuer's voice sounded like she deserved a beating.

"How's that bitch Song Shu doing?"

"Madam, he's almost dead!"

Lin Yuer was beaming with joy: "Let's go and see this bitch together."

Listening to the conversation below, Feng Qingjiu followed closely.

Damn it, you actually called your mother a bitch. You are the bitch, and your whole family are bitches.