When a straight man is bound to the matchmaker system [Transmigration Book]

"Who are you, where are you, and what are you going to do?" This has always been the ultimate philosophical mystery that has plagued mankind. In "Wulin Biography", Lu Xiucai successfully used the question "Who are you" to solve the problem of black people? The Clothes Thief Goddess has no life.

Chen Ming sincerely felt that Lin Zhuo might not be able to answer such a major question just after waking up.

But he obviously underestimated the powerful effect of the Shanhe Pen. It is different from the general natal spirit weapon. It is a variant of the dust whisk weapon, which has both attack power and illusion ability.

The spell that Qiu Hezi sketched in the void just now has perfectly outlined in Lin Zhuo's mind all kinds of experiences that Luo Huaqing had come to Qingli from Xuanyin Kingdom, as well as the proton information of various countries that Luo Huaqing had confessed in the stack of papers.

Now when Qiu Hezi mentioned these key words, Lin Zhuo immediately opened his mouth like a conditioned reflex, without hesitation:

"Reporting to Immortal Master, I am Luo Huaqing, the second prince of Xuanyin Kingdom, who arrived in Qingli Kingdom a month ago as a hostage. He just witnessed the ancient sword being pulled out by the eldest prince of Qingli Kingdom in Jinyan Cave. Afterwards, he will return to Qingli with the team. Yaofeng City, the capital of the country, can fulfill the proton duty of promoting friendly exchanges between the mother country and Qingli with peace of mind. As for you, you are the son of the famous fairy Qiugu.”

He imitated Luo Huaqing's lazy tone when speaking, but he couldn't hide the procrastination and gentleness of the southern water town, but he couldn't feel the difference without listening carefully.

Chen Ming was stunned to hear this, thinking that if the right owner were here, he wouldn't be able to get such a smooth and standard answer.

Lin Zhuo spoke in a very natural manner, firmly convinced that he was Luo Huaqing, Qiu Hezi was satisfied no matter how he looked at it, smiled and nodded, then caught off guard and cut Lin Zhuo's back neck, slapping him Passed out.

The switch from the smiling angel to the ruthless hand knife is only in an instant.

"It's done, now even if someone asks you, this young man can answer fluently, and at the same time will not reveal our relationship. If you want to change your identity, I just need to take out the spell written by Shanhe Pen, and he will remember nothing. gone."

Throwing Lin Zhuo onto the bed with a raised hand, Qiu Hezi took out a small scroll from his sleeve and handed it to Luo Huaqing:

"This is a report letter to the servant's mansion in Yaofeng City in seven days. You only need to use the Yuanli illusion method I gave you to cover it up. It shouldn't be a problem to avoid the purification."

Purify? !

Chen Ming's hair stood on end when he heard it, and he was full of fear for the upcoming bloody scene.

Luo Huaqing was amused to hear it, but he didn't see it through. He took the scroll with his lips pursed, opened it and looked at it seriously:

"Thank you, Master. This Lin Zhuo's background is quite clean, and it is easy to prevaricate even if someone asks about it. It is the year when the ancient sword was born, and the Qingli Jiuque Palace will soon start preparing for the celebration ceremony, and the staff of the servants will also be short. There will be a big change of blood, and taking this opportunity to lurk in the palace is really a golden opportunity."

"That's right," Qiu Hezi nodded in agreement, "The eldest prince of the Qingli Kingdom drew out his ancient sword, and he might be established as a prince soon. There are many eyes and ears around him, which is not conducive to hiding; the second prince is devoted to Buddha and is not in the palace all year round. , the third prince's temperament is notoriously unpredictable, and the other princes are too young, for now, you'd better try to work for the fourth prince."

Of course, Luo Huaqing understood the meaning implied in his words. After all, the "real" owner of the ancient sword was Fang Muci, the fourth prince. He gained trust by staying by his side. When the truth is revealed in the future, he must be the next ruler of Qingli Kingdom.

At that time, Luo Huaqing's benefits will definitely not be less, even if he wants to aspire to the top of Xuanyin, he will get support.

Luo Huaqing nodded, took out the clean clothes on the hanger and changed them, tied her hair in a loose bun with a jade hairpin, and wrapped her carry-on luggage into a bag and tied it behind her back:

"Then let's set off immediately. The seven days is indeed not short, but there is still a lot to learn."

This is the truth, although he is talented and intelligent, and has not lost any of his extra-curricular skills in his cultivation of literary literacy, but he has been living a life of wearing clothes to eat and opening his mouth, and he really doesn't know anything about serving people.

Qiu Hezi smiled understandingly, and without poking at his embarrassment, stretched out his hand to pull him to stand on the window sill, with a stroke of the mountain and river brush between his fingers, after the golden light dissipated, a small boat took shape immediately.

Among them, there are all kinds of upholstered blankets, which are more clean and thoughtful than the cruise ship project in the landscape park.

The cruise tour guide Qiu Hezi smiled and stretched out his hand, making an inviting gesture:

"It's a long way from Fengyu County to Yaofeng City. The journey by ordinary vehicles is too slow, and it's easy to show your signs. It's not as convenient as taking this cloud boat."

After all, this cloud boat is an illusion of Shanhebi, but Qiu Hezi's Yuanli level has reached the eighth-level peak, and the illusion created not only lasts for a long time, but can almost be faked.

Luo Huaqing closed the window and boarded the cloud boat. In the blink of an eye, one master, one apprentice, and one boat rose into the air, and then disappeared into the dense darkness.

And this civet cat exchanged a good show for the prince, and no one else noticed it.

The cloud boat floated quietly on the moonlight sea of ​​clouds, sprinting forward at full speed, and the boatman Qiu Guzi lay on the bow with his legs crossed, humming a little tune one after another.

The cool night wind whipped Luo Huaqing's long hair flying. He was wrapped in a blanket, but his body was very warm.

Chen Ming had no sense of the outside temperature, but because he still maintained a state of connectedness at this time, he naturally stretched comfortably in the warm body temperature wrapped like a tide.

The handsome and handsome male characters in the old saying novels seem to have a body fragrance. He thought about the coquettish beauties of Luo Huaqing, no matter how bad they are, they are like cold plum fragrance or empty valley orchids. The tip of the nose is not the so-called floral aroma, but a faint milky aroma.

The scent was almost unnoticeable, but damn sweet, Chen Ming felt his heart was touched quietly, couldn't help closing his eyes contentedly, and moved closer to the slender and beautiful back of his neck.

Sensing the approach of the little sword spirit, Luo Huaqing was a little confused about the emotions that suddenly came into his heart, so after thinking for a while, he guessed that it might be because he hadn't sent Yuanli for a long time. He was probably a little hungry, so he stretched out his hand and lifted Chen Ming's collar, and put him in his palm.

Chen Ming didn't know what the male lead was going to do to him. When he looked up, Luo Huaqing's expression was unexpectedly gentle. His eyebrows were stretched and his eyes were soft. Xiujie touched his cheek with Xiujie's fingers, and a faint light of Yuanli flowed from his fingertips. And out:

"Are you hungry? You are a spirit body. I don't know what to eat for you. Will Yuanli have any effect?"

With the injection of Yuanli, Chen Ming felt as comfortable as taking a hot bath in the bathtub. He closed his eyes and felt the nourishment of Yuanli, and suddenly felt that this feeling was very familiar. As expected, not long after, the familiar prompt sound It rang in my ear:

[Increase 1 health point, the current total is 61 points. 】

He immediately recalled Luo Huaqing's pale face this afternoon, as well as his sudden increase in health, and thought of a certain possibility:

"In the carriage in the afternoon, could it be that you also sent me energy?"

It was rare for Luo Huaqing not to choke with him, and nodded:

"I saw you fell asleep in the carriage, and thought that you had used too many magic spells before and consumed too much, so I thought about using Yuanli to try."

"After Gu Jian dripped his blood and recognized his master, your Yuanli is indeed my best food, but I am in good condition now. You just consumed so much in the afternoon, so let's take a good rest first."

Chen Ming gently pushed his fingers away, and he felt his nose suddenly sour.

Looking up at the little beauty's brows, eyes and muscles, which became more and more crystal clear under the moonlight, Chen Ming felt that the person in front of him looked more and more pleasing to the eye, and couldn't help but want to get closer, so he opened up his nerve and asked:

"...After that, can I call you Qingqing? You call me Xiaoming, and I call you Qingqing, so it's even, right?"

Hearing this, Luo Huaqing's brows twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but fell into deep thought for a moment.

As a result of his childhood experience, he was always unable to completely let go of his guard when getting along with others. Except for his younger sister Luo Bingxi, he rarely revealed his thoughts to others, even his master Qiu Hezi was no exception.

Thinking back to the original title of "Qing'er", it took Qiu Hezi a long time before he agreed to it.

But after all, sword spirits are different from others, their bodies and souls are connected with each other, and only by working together can the power of the ancient sword be brought into full play.

What's more, the world is unpredictable, and the person who will never be an enemy of him in the future, and will always stand by him, is probably the only one who will be on his side.

So, what's the point of agreeing to his small request?

Luo Huaqing was silent for a long time, so long that Chen Ming thought that he no longer wanted to continue this topic, so he nodded slightly, slowly and solemnly.

He said, "Just as long as you're happy."

The author has something to say: what is the essence of sand sculpture?No matter how provocative and beautiful the picture is, it can make people laugh, hahaha!

I laughed to death when I wrote it myself, Qingqing is so damn sweet, and she really can’t speak, I hope "you are happy" and don’t scare our Xiao Ming hahahaha~

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