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

It's night, Qingli Jiuque Palace.

The guard outside the West Corner Gate was already leaning against the doorpost and drowsy, but suddenly there was a burst of fire in front of him. He opened his eyes sleepily, and saw a group of men in black standing in front of him.

what's going on?

If there is an invasion by foreign forces, there is absolutely no reason to come to the gate of the palace to make trouble like this, but if it is ordered to come, the time and place seem a bit strange.

After all, the West Corner Gate is located in a remote location, and it is quite a long distance from each main hall. Unless there are special circumstances, very few people usually enter.

He stood up and walked forward, just as he was about to ask a question, the leader of the man in black suddenly showed a token made of sapphire, and said in a low voice:

"I will enter the Jiuque Palace under the order of the Second Highness, and let me go quickly without any mistakes."

The guards were stunned for a moment. No one in the Qingli Kingdom knew that the Second Highness had been leading cultivation in the Chanyin Temple for many years, and would never interfere with palace affairs. What kind of wind is blowing now that this Your Highness is also involved?

However, no matter how confused he was, he could recognize that the token in the other party's hand was indeed the edict of Emperor Qingli's heir, he nodded hastily, and opened the west corner gate to let him go.

On the palace road facing the West Corner Gate, a group of black-clothed and iron-armored soldiers were patrolling holding torches. The leader was a tall man with a face like a crown jade. He was Xiao Rufu, the general of the hussars camp.

He resumed his original duties after his trip to Yeliu Island. In the past few days, people in the palace were panicked, and the number of patrolling troops increased several times. To ensure everything was safe, Emperor Qingli even ordered him to go into battle in person.

It just so happened that he had a plot in his heart, and he was happy to take this opportunity, so he didn't refuse, and led the soldiers of the hussar battalion to patrol the Jiuque Palace every day at Shen Shi, and did not return to his residence until midnight.

The figure of the man in black was reflected in Xiao Rufu's pupils, which became more and more unpredictable, with complicated emotions flowing vaguely.

He opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he remained silent after all, but subconsciously clenched the hilt in his hand.

Everything that person had mentioned, so soon...is it coming?

The undercurrent in the Nine Towers Palace was raging, and the headquarters of the Weiming Sect in the distance also exploded.

Mo Zheng showed the secret letter in the voice transmission bird to the other three in charge. Everyone looked at each other, and their faces turned blue by coincidence:

"This matter must not let the leader know!"

"The love gu in the teacher's body is extremely dangerous. Not only does it react violently to matters of love, it may even be disturbed by family affection..."

Tan Yuan's willow-leaf eyebrows were tightly locked, and her white teeth bit her lower lip lightly: "The last attack almost hurt the source, if it happens again in a short time, the consequences will be..."

"But we can't hide this from the leader."

Jin Yan lightly gathered the counting chip in his hand, thinking of the hexagram he had predicted, he couldn't help but remind him.

"Princess Bingxi is smart and elegant, and she will never be coerced by others easily. Now there has been no news for more than half a month, and there is news of her disappearance... What's more, I just used my calculations to make divinations, and the results were not satisfactory. Satisfactory."

"Brother Jin Yan's hexagrams are always accurate, Xiaoyuan, we really can't hide this matter and not report it," Mo Zheng also agreed, "Now that Xuanyin's power is deeply rooted in Qingli, and that person is ambitious, if he wants to It is not impossible to use the little princess to restrain the leader's actions."

"The leader has planned for many years to eradicate that person's influence in Xuanyin Kingdom one day. If the little princess falls into the hands of that person, wouldn't it be a big deal?"

"But……"

Tan Yuan still couldn't let go, and wanted to argue a few more words, but Hua Yao, who was beside her, suddenly raised his eyes, and looked behind the door:

"someone is coming."

The four of them immediately fell silent, and heard the sound of footsteps outside the door from far to near, and then the curtain was lifted, revealing a slender and graceful figure:

"What's going on here?"

The person who came was dressed in green and had black hair, his skin was as smooth as snow, and the corners of his eyes were as red as autumn sleeping begonias—it was Luo Huaqing who had just returned from the Chanyin Temple.

Really... say Cao Cao Cao Cao is here!

The expressions of the four people in Tanyuan appeared colorful for a while, but they all knew that their leader was meticulous and definitely not someone to be fooled with, not to mention that the little princess was his own sister, how could such a big incident happen without hiding it? live?

I can only think carefully about how to tell the truth.

"What happened to your expressions?" Luo Huaqing narrowed his eyes slightly, looking playful.

Chen Ming, who was on his shoulder, immediately realized something was wrong from the expressions of Tan Yuan and the others, and couldn't help tensing his nerves:

Could it be something Qingqing can't know?

The four in charge of the Weiming Sect are Luo Huaqing's confidantes, and they usually don't hide anything big or small, but now they are so secretive, could it be... because they are afraid of disturbing the love gu in his body?

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and recovered his figure with the help of the spirit stone.

Everyone present knew that their leader's wife was an unusual one, but this was the first time she made such a brilliant appearance, and they all felt a little blinded.

The person involved, Chen Ming, didn't care, and squeezed Luo Huaqing's palm through his sleeve, passing the spiritual power over.

His spiritual power has been deposited in the ancient sword for thousands of years, and it has the same origin as the dragon vein. If the love Gu is a Yeliu Island spell, he may be able to restrain it a little when it occurs.

"It's okay, no matter what happens, I will be by your side." He sighed softly, and held Luo Huaqing's hand even tighter.

Chen Ming was able to figure it out, Luo Huaqing naturally saw it more clearly, his heart was sore and soft, he shook his head helplessly, and smiled bitterly: "I am not a porcelain doll that will break at the touch of a touch, no matter what happens, I will If you can bear it, you don’t have to worry about it.”

The flags are all used to stand. Chen Mingbai glanced at him, ignored the weak defense of course, turned to Tan Yuan and the others and said, "I'm watching, you can rest assured, what happened?"

He suddenly put up the airs of the wife of the lord, and everyone was a little uncomfortable. The corners of Tanyuan's mouth twitched, and it took a moment to calm down and said:

"To tell you the truth, there is news from Weiming sect Xuanyin's sub-helm. Princess Bingxi disappeared strangely half a month ago, but the news was blocked by Xuanyin Kingdom. Now others don't know about it."

"What's wrong with Xi'er?" Luo Huaqing glanced over with cold eyes, "Why is there news about such a big incident?"

Sensing that the leader of his family was faintly angry, Mo Zheng sighed secretly, and explained: "To tell the truth, we have been away from Xuanyin Kingdom for too long, and we don't know anything about the situation. However, it has been delayed for half a month, and the subordinates are worried... the situation may change."

"...You're right." Luo Huaqing rubbed the space between his brows wearily.

This cannot be summed up by the change of the situation. Since Luo Bingxi was poisoned by Luo Qian a few years ago, he has sent a large number of people to protect her, but now she is still lost, and there is no news of the congregation who went to protect her. came...

Half a month ago they were able to spread the news, but now, half a month later, whether the sub-helm of Xuanyin Kingdom is still safe or not is already unknown.

It is said that caring makes chaos, not to mention that apart from Chen Ming, Luo Bingxi is already the only relative he cherishes in this world. Now that he has been missing for half a month and his life and death are unknown, how can he not worry?

There was a throbbing pain in his heart, he pursed his lips tightly, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"You first try to contact Xuanyin's sub-helm, and find out the current specific situation in Xuanyin's country. When the chaos in Qingli is settled, I will try to persuade Changfengmen to cooperate with Weimingjiao and go to Xuanyin together."

Luo Huaqing's voice was terribly calm, but the center of her brows had already been rubbed red unconsciously by herself:

"In the past few years when I was not in Xuanyin, Luo Qian may have fully controlled the overall situation in the court, and even my ailing father has been evacuated. Now the Weiming Sect is not strong enough, but if we don't take action , maybe you will miss the opportunity to completely wipe out that person."

After all, he can't forget his own identity. Regardless of whether he follows the ancient sword master's destiny to become the master of Qiongzhou Continent in the future, Xuanyin Kingdom is his foundation.

Luo Bingxi's whereabouts were unknown, and after discussing with everyone, they decided that after Qingli's royal dispute was resolved, they would immediately return to Xuanyin.

It was not until late at night that Luo Huaqing and Chen Ming returned to the room. As soon as he stepped into the door, he let out a muffled snort, and fell limply.

"Qingqing!"

Chen Ming hurriedly supported him, but as expected, he felt cold sweat on his hands.

As expected, the love gu still broke out...

Helping Luo Huaqing to go to bed and lie down, Chen Ming held his chest, and couldn't help panting.

As early as Luo Huaqing heard the news, he tried to use his spiritual power to suppress the love Gu in the opponent's body, and at the same time activated the effect of mind-mind connection to ensure that nothing would go wrong.But I didn't expect that just after a part of the spiritual power was conveyed, a powerful attraction emerged in Luo Huaqing's body, which not only quickly swallowed up his spiritual power, but even faintly felt like it was eating away.

Fearing that his spiritual power would promote the growth of the curse Gu, he could only withdraw his spiritual power in embarrassment, and silently endured the torment of the love Gu with Luo Huaqing.

"...I'm fine, I'll be fine after a while, don't worry." Luo Huaqing was lying on her side on the couch, her long hair spread out, and the exposed half of her cheek was shockingly pale.

After saying this, he raised his brows, held his mouth and coughed muffledly.

Although the coughing sound was weak, it revealed depressive pain. After coughing a few times, he wanted to put his hands back into his sleeves, but Chen Ming grabbed his wrist and opened his fingers half-forced.

As expected, it was bright red again.

Emotional Gu attack hurts the viscera very much, coughing up blood and fainting are common symptoms, Chen Ming tightly squeezed that slender wrist, couldn't help trembling all over, and clenched his teeth.

The pervasive pain had already tormented Luo Huaqing to the point of exhaustion. He was powerless to resist Chen Ming's movements. Seeing that the other party's face was so ugly, he could only sigh in a low voice, begging for mercy:

"Xiao Ming, I'm cold...you hug me."

He was depleted of energy and blood, he really felt a little cold when he spoke, and could not help but tremble slightly.

Chen Ming wiped his fingers sullenly, took off his shoes and socks and got on the couch, hugged Luo Huaqing tightly in his arms, and pulled the bed roll to wrap himself and him layer by layer.

The body of the person in his arms was too cold, the obscene clothes were soaked in cold sweat and stuck tightly to his body, the breath blowing on his neck was chaotic and rapid, it was so hot that it could almost burn people.

"Is this better?" He kissed Luo Huaqing's forehead lightly, his voice trembling.

"much better."

The corners of Luo Huaqing's mouth were slightly raised, and he forced a smile, but his mind became dizzy uncontrollably.

He realized that he might not be able to hold on anymore, and he didn't want to worry Chen Ming, so he hurriedly took advantage of the moment before he lost consciousness and murmured: "I'm a little sleepy, let me lean on your shoulder for a while..."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Ming felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, and looked down to see Luo Huaqing's eyes closed tightly and limp in his arms, and he had already passed out.

This fool... Does he think that such a lame lie can deceive himself?

The effect of mind-mind connection made Chen Ming know Luo Huaqing's physical condition like the palm of his hand. The man clearly couldn't bear the pain and was fainted by the pain, but he still wanted to hide it while avoiding the seriousness. It's really——

It broke his whole heart.

"You idiot..." Chen Ming blinked, trying to suppress the tears in his eyes.

He recalled the discussion between Tan Yuan and Hua Yao on the method of unraveling Gu a few days ago, and he couldn't help being afraid that if the curse in Qingqing's body really grew to the point of endangering his life, maybe it would be best for him to temporarily forget this relationship. Good choice.

But no one can tell the final result. If the lost memory can never be retrieved, how should he face all this?

Luo Huaqing is his deepest bond in this world, just a brief separation can make him extremely anxious, let alone the other party has forgotten this relationship?

Whether he is selfish or narrow-minded, he has to admit that he just can't stop, can't let go, and can't bear to part with it.

Now the most important person in his life is lying beside him, and he can touch it with his hand. If he can be more cautious in the future, and if he can get the method to remove the poison from Yeliu Island in time, he may be able to ignore everything that happened before him. Regardless of whether you are lingering with that person to death or not, you will stay with each other.

However, his heart was constantly suffering from pain and self-blame. After all, the pain in Luo Huaqing's body was far more unbearable than the same pain he himself endured.

"What should I do with you?"

Chen Ming's lips pressed against Luo Huaqing's forehead, sobbing softly with the saltiness of tears.

At noon the next day, the noise of carriages and horses broke the tranquility of Chanyin Temple for many years - a large group of people from Jiuque Palace was about to welcome back His Highness Qingli Second Highness who had been practicing here for seven years.

Fang Shunhua just took a bath, he was only wearing a middle coat, and his black hair was not completely dry, winding casually behind his back.

He glanced at the scattered monk's robes on the ground, kicked them away with a disgusted expression, took the purple embroidered gold brocade robe on the back of the chair and put it on, and looked at his own appearance in front of the floor-standing bronze mirror.

He hadn't worn the prince's clothes for seven years. He looked at the figure in the mirror and felt a little strange in a trance.

The former prince died unexpectedly, the third prince had a wicked heart, and the fourth prince disguised himself as a man. Now the second prince, who is the only age-appropriate prince, has suddenly raised several levels in the heart of Emperor Qingli. Judging from the configuration of his troops, in the eyes of His Majesty, he is no longer that deviant and unloved bastard.

Fang Shunhua suddenly had the urge to laugh, he opened his mouth but didn't make a sound, he just raised his hand to cover his eyes, trembling all over.

Once the long-cherished wish of many years is fulfilled, he can't tell whether it is more joyful or more sighing at this moment.

After half an hour, he walked out of the room, walked through several corridors, and came to Fang Muci's door:

"Fourth sister, it's time, we should set off to Jiuque Palace."

The door of the room opened in response to the sound, and Fang Muci walked out in a long moon-white robe, her black hair was only held loosely by a wooden hairpin, no makeup was applied on l's face, his eyes were heavily blued, and his hair looked as pale as frost. , arousing affection.

Fang Shunhua lifted his eyelids to look at her, frowned slightly, and was about to say something when he suddenly found two eunuchs walking out behind her.

The two of them claimed to be cultivating in Chanyin Temple, but in fact, one kept a low profile and the other was under house arrest. They would always be accompanied by a few eunuchs. In addition, the five senses of Buddhism are pure, even if Fang Muci is a female relative, there is no hindrance.

It's just that they are about to leave for the Nine Towers Palace, and the two eunuchs still follow behind, which seems a little strange: "The two behind you are..."

"It's my oversight, I forgot to recommend to my second brother," Fang Muci pursed his lips and smiled, "I have been feeling unwell in Guishui for the past few days, and these two little eunuchs have been serving me all the time. The journey to Nine Towers Palace is not short, and I will feel more comfortable with them by my side."

No matter what, she is also a girl, and she grew up in a place as luxurious as Qingli Jiuque Palace, so it is normal for her to be pampered in her life.Fang Shunhua didn't doubt too much, he was focused on how to blame the third prince, so he didn't care about the strange situation on the side of the little eunuch, he hesitated for a while, and agreed.

Fang Muci nodded and smiled, walked lightly with lotus steps, and led the two young eunuchs towards the gate of the temple.In the eyes of outsiders, their appearance is very ordinary, and it is even difficult to attract the attention of others——

Of course, this is the effect under the cover of spiritual illusion.

The two young eunuchs followed Fang Muci step by step with their heads bowed. They were very close to each other. Looking carefully, there seemed to be some kind of secret energy flowing between the hanging hands.

It was Chen Ming and Luo Huaqing in disguise.

Originally, Luo Huaqing planned to complete today's plan alone, but Chen Ming still had lingering fears about his attack the night before, and he refused to let him go out alone. around.

In fact, Fang Muci herself had no idea, even though she had the trump card of being the master of the ancient sword, she also couldn't figure out the second prince's specific plan.If he doesn't play cards according to common sense, it's too early for him to try to make a fool of himself, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to gain the upper hand.

What's more, Xiao Zhuozi has always been reliable. The people he brings must be strong and trustworthy. It is not a bad thing to have one more person to protect his safety.

The silk thread connecting Chen Ming and Luo Huaqing was imitated by the former with spiritual power, which can maintain the effect of mind communication while keeping a certain distance between the two. When Fang Muci entered the carriage, Chen Ming blinked and silently passed on a message. Thinking about the past:

"Are you really all right?"

Judging from the connection of mind and mind, the curse Gu in Luo Huaqing's body is indeed relatively peaceful, but the man's complexion is pale no matter how you look at it, and his usually cherry red lips have become pale, which is really not reassuring.

"It's okay, I know my physical condition, you should worry about yourself," Luo Huaqing joked, "If the scene becomes chaotic later, I'm busy protecting the Fourth Highness, but I may not be able to put all my heart on it." on you."

What he said was very serious, but Chen Ming didn't want to be diverted so quickly, and his frowning brows didn't mean to relax in the slightest:

"But I'm always worried that the curse will grow bigger and bigger, and the attacks will be more frequent in the future. This time it was stimulated by the news from my little sister. If there is a similar situation in the future..."

"Don't worry about things that didn't happen. Besides, the curse just sucked some spiritual power, so it won't grow stronger. Tanyuan and the others have already got news about Yeliu Island's distribution. I believe it won't take long to be able to Try to undo it."

The client's own attitude seemed much more relaxed, as if he was not the one who passed out from the pain the night before.There was nothing Chen Ming could do about it, so he could only sigh and send some spiritual power through the silk thread.

They arrived at the Jiuque Palace on the imperial chariot. Two hours later, the servants sent by Emperor Qingli to greet him were already waiting by his side. He raised Fang Shunhua's arm and got off the carriage with a flattering smile:

"This old slave has been waiting for His Highness the Second Highness here for a long time! His Majesty attaches great importance to the secrets you mentioned in the memorial, and has summoned His Highness the Third to wait in the Minghua Hall in advance, and now we are waiting for you and His Highness the Fourth Highness to make an appointment."

Fang Shunhua nodded slightly when he heard the words, looked back at Fang Muci who was slowly getting off the carriage, and said softly, "Then let's go in, Fourth Sister."

His voice was gentle, but to Fang Muci's ears, it was no less than a snake spitting out letters. He didn't feel comfortable at all, only felt hypocrisy and chills.

However, she has already made up her mind, and now she is suppressing the discomfort and putting on a decent smile: "It's so good."

Seeing that she really cooperated, the smile on Fang Shunhua's face deepened, he took a step back and took her arm, and walked towards Minghua Hall side by side.

Behind the two, Luo Huaqing and Chen Ming looked at each other and mixed into the ranks of servants.

Minghua Hall is one of the main halls of Qingli Jiuque Palace. It is mostly used for banquets on weekdays, so it is decorated resplendently and resplendently. The pattern is extremely dazzling and luxurious.

However, the main hall, which was supposed to be filled with joyful atmosphere, was now filled with a calm and depressing atmosphere.

Qingli Emperor Fang Yu sat in the first place, his eyes swept over Fang Ziyu who was sitting upright at the guest table, a storm seemed to be brewing between his brows.

"Shunhua and Ci'er have already arrived outside the hall, Ziyu, do you really have nothing to explain to me?"

Fang Ziyu sat on the mat with downcast eyes, his hands clenched into fists, his veins were bulging, and he even trembled slightly.

A few days ago, strange purple-black bruises appeared inexplicably on his back, and Fang Yu caught him before he could cover them up.This mark is exactly the same as the curse mark that convicted Fang Muci. If he can't produce evidence to prove his innocence, it means that he is also inseparable from Fang Chengyao's death.

After all, even if the cursed person dies, the marks on the caster's body will still appear, and it is related to the viciousness of the spell.

The curse marks on his body almost covered his entire back. In this way, even if Fang Chengyao's death was not caused by him alone, his role in it would probably be no less than that of his fourth sister.

"My son... I have nothing to say."

Hearing the voices from outside the hall, Fang Ziyu realized that the two people in the Chanyin Temple were about to arrive. At this time, it was meaningless to argue in vain. It would be better to recharge your batteries and try to save yourself when you confront the other party.

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