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

"Let go, let go..."

The blush spread from the earlobe all the way to the side of the face, Bai Jin's long eyelashes trembled, and his voice was a little hoarse.

No matter in his previous life or in this life, he has never been so close to others, and his whole body is weak and weak. He only feels hot and swollen in his head, and he can't even speak clearly.

Feeling the weak struggle of the person in his arms, Ruochen smiled slightly, rebelliously refusing to let go of the strength in his hand:

"The young master has personally told his subordinates that there is no need to pay attention to these etiquettes when there are no outsiders."

When he was speaking, he pressed against Bai Jinman's waist and sent his energy over, regulating the man's restless blood.

The surging energy aroused waves of warmth, Bai Jinman let out a low moan, and his weak dantian was wrapped in warmth, making his sanity even more hazy.

It's good that I said these words, but why it fell into his mouth, it seems so strange...

"Unfettered... It's not like you do it..."

His voice scratched Ruochen's heart like a cat's claw, and he couldn't help sticking closer to that person, and said in a low voice:

"But in the opinion of my subordinates, this is the most appropriate way."

Bai Jinman felt that the force holding him was getting tighter, and was about to stretch out his hand to push it away, but the back of his neck suddenly went numb.

"you……"

He shouted anxiously, but couldn't resist the darkness in front of his eyes, his body fell to one side, and he immediately lost consciousness.

"Take a good rest, young master."

Ruochen held the back of Bai Jinman's neck, letting him lean into his arms in a comfortable sleeping position.

Even if this person was exhausted, he probably wouldn't obediently stop and rest. He could only take the opportunity to knock him out, almost forcing him to relax for a while.

It's really... There is no way to make people worry at any time.

He stared at Bai Jinman's sleeping face, raised his hand to straighten the messy temple hair on that beautiful face, then couldn't help lowering his head, and pecked lightly on the other's light-colored soft lips.

Take it as a reward for being with me for the past few days.

It's a long road, enough to get a good night's sleep.

The bitter mountain wind was left behind by them, howling through the green dense forest, shaking the paper windows of the monastery's meditation room with a "squeak" sound.

A figure in a crimson monk's robe opened the door curtain and slowly stepped into the room.

He put the tray with food on the wooden table, turned his head and said softly to the girl curled up on the bed:

"Fourth sister, eat something, or your body won't be able to bear it."

"Second brother..."

Hearing this, Fang Muci raised her head, tears were streaked across her fair cheeks, the originally healthy pinkness had completely faded away, leaving only a barren paleness.

She shook her head slightly: "I can't eat it."

That night, she was knocked unconscious and taken away, and when she woke up, she found herself in this Zen Hermit Temple, standing in front of her was a handsome young man in a red robe.

It was her elder brother who led the practice, Fang Shunhua, the second prince of Qingli.

According to Fang Shunhua, Chanyin Temple and Tianlao are both located on the hill outside Yaofeng City, not too far apart.

When he heard the news of the prince's death, he was deeply depressed. That night, he was relaxing in the mountains and forests, but unexpectedly found the fire coming from the prison.

When he arrived with the guards from the Chanyin Temple, Bai Yunxiao had already been stabbed through the heart, and the murderer was none other than her third brother Fang Ziyu.

"...It's all the second brother's fault, I didn't have time to save the country's husband."

Fang Shunhua sat by the bed, stroked her long hair and sighed quietly:

"Fortunately, he hadn't attacked you at that time, and the Changfeng Gate consumed a lot of physical strength of the guards, so I was able to take advantage of his unpreparedness and manage to rescue you."

"I thought the third brother was just obsessed with power, but I didn't expect him to be so obsessed with it. It's really lamentable."

Fang Muci raised his eyes slightly, staring at Fang Shunhua's face, as if he wanted to see something from this face soaked in the light of Buddha.

It seems that there is no other, the rest is only compassion and kindness.

With a thought in her mind, she couldn't help laughing at herself. Could it be that she has seen a lot of indifference and lost too many relatives who love her, so she has become suspicious and unwilling to believe anything?

This is the second elder brother of the same father as himself. It is precisely because he can't get used to the strife of imperial power that he gave up the luxurious life in the palace and came to this remote temple.

One stay is seven years.

How could he, a gentle gentleman with a pure heart and few desires, plot against him?

Fang Muci smiled self-deprecatingly, and then recalled Bai Yunxiao's voice and smile, and couldn't help feeling sad for a moment.

She has never been considered a filial junior. In order to keep her status in the harem, the mother concubine did not hesitate to let her disguise herself as a man for many years. She had resentment in her heart, and after the man passed away, she recklessly vented it on Bai Yunxiao.

Unruly and self-willed, proud of being favored, even disdainful of the warmth he gives, that's why she has all kinds of bad behaviors of using Chang Feng Ling without authorization and ignoring Bai Jinman.

Perhaps...it is God's punishment to lose such a person who loves and protects him so wholeheartedly.

Hot tears gradually filled her eyes, the corners of her mouth trembled, and she choked up and said:

"It's all my fault, it's my fault... But second brother, I really didn't murder the prince's elder brother, and I don't know what's going on behind the evil curse mark..."

Her tears came fiercely and urgently, and her whole body was trembling non-stop. Fang Shunhua sighed, raised his hand to hold her in his arms, and patted her back to comfort her softly:

"My fourth younger sister is the most sensible, and my second elder brother will naturally believe in you. Although you have concealed your daughter's identity for so many years, you are still a good sister who I watched grow up. Naturally, I will not rely on other people's guesses about how you behave. to judge."

The light and pleasant-smelling sandalwood from his body faintly soothed Fang Muci's restless mood invisibly, exuding a power that made people feel peaceful.

"And fourth sister, you don't have to worry, I have already reported the matter to the emperor secretly, and he must have seen it in his heart." Fang Shunhua leaned close to her ear and whispered, "The third brother's behavior is really too aggressive, and it is even more abnormal at this juncture , if you don't listen to other people's slander, you probably have ghosts in your heart."

"Um……"

Although hitting the gun at this juncture is really a stupid act for the mastermind who planned the whole thing, Fang Muci still dare not speak nonsense.

After this incident, the once-familiar relatives suddenly became strangers. What was originally just an open and secret struggle for power suddenly rose to the level of life and death.

At least, she was really caught off guard, let alone thinking.

"It's okay, my father has already promised me to leave you to recuperate in Chanyin Temple temporarily, and return to live in Zhixi Palace after the facts are found out."

Fang Shunhua handed the soup bowl and spoon to her eyes, and said warmly: "This is the red bean porridge made by the master of the monastery. It won't taste good if it gets cold. You are weak, so drink some to warm your stomach first."

After taking the porridge bowl, Fang Muci nodded, and raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

The warm and sweet red bean porridge warmed the empty spleen and stomach, she sipped silently, tears fell like beads with a broken thread again.

Fang Shunhua gently caressed her temple hair, her brows were gentle and kind, but in places she couldn't see, there was a cold light in her eyes, like eternal ice, cold and unpredictable.

And in the mountainside on the other side of Yaofeng City, Luo Huaqing finally got Chen Ming's permission to get out of bed and change clothes.

"Xiao Ming, I'm not that fragile, so you don't have to be nervous." He rubbed the top of Chen Ming's hair amusedly, but the other party grabbed his wrist with his backhand.

Chen Ming stared at him without blinking, with suppressed anger in the corners of his brows and eyes: "This poisonous poison can easily damage your heart, you have coughed up blood and fainted several times, what are you going to do with me?"

And even though the person in front of him was in good spirits, he couldn't hide the tiredness on his face and the dark blue under his eyes, how could he be at ease?

"It's really all right, as long as I don't think wildly, I won't disturb the curse." Luo Huaqing shook his head helplessly, and said in a deep voice, "The whereabouts of the Fourth Highness are unknown now, if we continue to delay like this, I'm afraid it will be a disaster." At least, we must find out her whereabouts as soon as possible."

It doesn't matter if he doesn't say anything, when Chen Ming heard this, he became even more furious, and simply pushed the person onto the bed again regardless, and took the quilt to cover it:

"Tanyuan Huayao said that you need to rest. Why are you bothering when your body is in this state? Is my ancient sword and sword spirit just a display?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he himself was a little ashamed: Yilai stretched out his hand and opened his mouth, and Luo Huaqing would protect him in case of danger. As an ancient sword spirit, he was really suspected of being a fake.

But Luo Huaqing's words reminded him of someone.

In order to prevent Luo Huaqing from disobeying the advice and insisting on getting out of bed, he simply sat on the opponent's legs across the quilt, raised his hand to the center of his eyebrows, and poked at the system interface slightly with his thoughts:

"Wow, are you there?"

I have to say that the recent sense of presence of the system is too low. Not only did it not give clear mission instructions according to the development of the plot, but even the item of props was directly omitted.

In this way, the life points and intimacy points that he had worked so hard to accumulate immediately became empty promises, how could he let such a thing happen?

This time the system also came late, and even when it appeared in front of him, it was quite different from the previous one.

Chen Ming looked at the blue-purple electric light covering his body in amazement, and couldn't help but be speechless:

"What did you do? Are you all right?"

The system in human form frowned slightly, with a pained expression, and it took a long time to forcefully suppress the lightning on his body: [Recently, the system interface has been affected by the plot of the story, and it is a little unstable. I am really sorry for the inconvenience caused to Xiaoming's completion of the task. 】

"It's okay, it's okay, the previous situation has been resolved, don't worry."

Even though he couldn't understand the so-called plot shock, Chen Ming waved his hands to suppress the doubts in his heart:

"Wowo, can you provide me with the props for tracking at this stage? The heroine is missing, and we have no clues now. If this continues, I am very worried about her personal safety."

The system nodded slightly, but just as he made this action, the lightning on his body became intense again.

However, he just clenched his lips and did not groan in pain. After a while, he slowly raised his hand, and soft white light slowly diffused from his palm:

[If Xiao Ming wants to know the location information of the heroine, it's actually not difficult...]

The author has something to say: ah ah ah ah sorry for the late update

The main thing is that there was an evil incident in our school today. It was really terrible. I haven’t recovered from the shock yet, because the person involved is someone close to me. It’s really too hard to accept...