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

The emperor's cry has always had the power to echo everywhere. The slogan "God bless me, Qingli, the great fortune of the people" was chanted by everyone in Jinyan Cave.

Amidst the cheers of mountains and tsunami, Fang Chengyao seemed to have finally realized what he should do. He was originally a young man with handsome facial features and a whole body of righteousness. Now he is holding an ancient sword with a solemn expression on his face. He really looks like a chosen man temperament.

He is the eldest son of the Qingli Kingdom, and now he has drawn out the ancient Lan Zhen sword. With a little thought, he knows that his future is bright.

Although the memory of the process of obtaining the ancient sword is very vague, the imprint on the back of his hand is definitely not fake. He pondered for a moment, and soon had his own words:

"Thank you, father, for your kindness! My son entered the cave with the three imperial brothers and other protons, but suddenly felt a strong aura. Everyone was basically ordinary people without energy, unable to withstand the impact and fell to the ground. Erchen braved the shock wave and came to the vicinity of the ancient sword, pulled it out recklessly, couldn't hold back the force for a while, took a few steps back, and passed out from the force. When you woke up Erchen, you realized that the sword was already in your hand."

This is more than enough to fool uninformed outsiders.

Fang Yu was immediately delighted, strode forward to give him a warm hug, and then turned to the crowd, unable to conceal the pride in his tone:

"Since Lanzhen's ancient sword has been successfully pulled out by Yao'er, our mission for this trip has been successfully completed. I would like to trouble everyone present to be a witness. Today, my eldest prince from the Qingli Kingdom has become the master of the ancient sword. It proves that the spirit of the king is still there, and the status of the overlord of the mainland is bestowed by the gods and cannot be shaken."

These words certainly sounded very useful to everyone in the Qingli Kingdom, but there were also protons from the surrounding countries present, and their expressions were very exciting: there are those who despise and disdain, those who smile professionally, and those who grit their teeth and secretly hate On the other hand, most of them just nodded their heads blankly.

Chen Ming couldn't help but heaved a long sigh. You must know that in "Ten Miles", the ultimate trigger that caused the conflicts between countries to break out was this proton system that kills people without paying for their lives.

Since the Qingli Kingdom defeated the surrounding countries and gained the hegemony of the mainland 50 years ago, in order to contain them, every 15 years the countries will send a prince or princess to the Qingli Proton Mansion.

This also means that once you become a proton, you will not be able to return to your homeland for 15 years, and you will be more cautious in Qingli, and you may be bullied by the ignorant royal family at any time.

The bitterness in it is something ordinary people can understand, so the protons complained endlessly and had deep grievances. Basically, they started to fight hard and make troubles passionately when they returned to China.

This way of showing off the country's prestige by hurting the enemy by one thousand and self-defeating eight hundred has to be said to be an extremely thankless behavior, which has been enjoyed by successive Qingli kings for many years.

Luo Huaqing seemed to let go of her thoughts and didn't speak, but secretly recalled Chen Ming's thoughts one by one in her heart.

The other thoughtful person was Fang Muci. She stood in an inconspicuous corner, staring straight at her father, who raised the big brother's hand with the imprint on it. She couldn't help but pursed her lips, and looked down at The same position on his right hand.

There is clearly a flame-shaped imprint there too, both in terms of clarity and color rendering, it is much higher than that of the First Prince, just by comparing it, it will be clear whether it is true or not.

But she is not an impulsive person, since she has been recognized by Gu Jian, there is no need to become the target of public criticism immediately.The plan for now is to keep a low profile, and take the time to figure it out.

Chen Ming lay on Luo Huaqing's collar, watching Fang Muci's changing face from a distance, from unwilling and gloomy to calm and calm, it only took a few short blinks of an eye.

For some reason, he always felt that the heroine was not simple. Although Qu Zhi Xun You tried her best to portray her as a silly and sweet girl with a love brain, her growth experience was so bumpy and she was often framed by others. How can it be a simple role to aspire to become the empress?

"Let's go."

Now that the ancient sword has been released, there is no point in staying here. Luo Huaqing took off the white gauze hat and put it on, and followed the large army out of Jinyan Cave.

It was still early in the morning when they entered the cave, and now the sky is already dark, with the last rays of the setting sun sinking behind the mountains and haze, leading the ink-like twilight to descend layer by layer.

The distance from Lingshan, where Jinyan Cave is located, back to Yaofeng City, the capital of Qingli Kingdom, is not short. After discussing with each other, they decided to rest at the foot of the mountain for one night and return tomorrow.

Luo Huaqing walked to the carriage of Xuanyin Guo's proton, and was about to get in the carriage, but was patted on the shoulder by someone:

"What, brother, are you still wearing this veil? Rubella hasn't healed after all this time?"

The visitor was dressed in a robe of blue sky and water, with handsome and elegant features, and an extraordinary demeanor, but there was a naughty smile on the corner of his mouth, which did not match his status as a noble son. .

Luo Huaqing frowned slightly. He asked himself to keep a low profile and rarely show his face on weekdays, but he didn't expect that even so, he couldn't escape the eyes of the sixth prince of Danyang Kingdom.

But the play still had to go on, he pursed his lips and smiled, stroked his chest and coughed softly, with a look of weakness:

"Illnesses come and go like a mountain, and go away like silkworms. Rubella is an intractable disease after all. Hua Qing has been weak since she was a child, so recovery is naturally slower than ordinary people. I hope the sixth prince will be happy."

His voice is as gentle as fine silk satin, his fingertips are as white as onion roots, and his cherry red lips seem to be hidden under the plain veil, which is so charming.

Ming Changye's heart skipped a beat suddenly, and the meaning of probing words that he originally planned to speak out had long since been hooked out of the blue sky, he smiled embarrassingly, and changed the subject:

"Aren't I concerned about your body? After all, we all came from a long distance after a long journey, and it will take some time to adapt to the life of Qingli Country. Besides, as a hostage living in another country, it is also necessary to take care of each other."

After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands and made a bow, turned around and caught up with Fang Chengyao, the eldest prince of the Qingli Kingdom, who was in front of the team, and continued to chatter happily.

Looking at his back, Chen Ming vaguely remembered that Ming Changye and Fang Chengyao seemed to be good friends in the original book, but they were not the protagonists, nor did they directly participate in the complicated love trajectory of the hero and heroine.

Looking back and checking for a week, Luo Huaqing confirmed that there were no other idlers waiting to follow, then Luo Huaqing opened the curtain and boarded the carriage, took off the bamboo hat, slipped out of Chen Ming from the back collar, pinched it with two fingers and put it on the coffee table in front of him .

He moved very slowly, so by chance, Chen Ming heard a complaint that flitted through his heart: This sword spirit has stayed in the sword for hundreds of years, and he doesn't know how much dust has fallen on his body, so he quickly threw it aside to be clean.

Chen Ming: ...

He lay down on the low table with a gloomy face, feeling dizzy for a moment, and he didn't want to move.

It must have been due to the gradual failure of the Congxin Card, and another 10 points of life were deducted in one breath, and it is normal to appear weak now.

Luo Huaqing found that something was wrong with Chen Ming's state, but he was worrying about other things now, thinking that there should be no serious problems with the Eternal Sword Spirit, so he pressed the idea of ​​asking.

He took out a piece of white paper from the front of his front, his pale fingertips fluttered like butterflies, and in a blink of an eye he folded it into a small paper crane.Immediately afterwards, the light in his hand surged, and the little paper crane flew into the air, turning into a slender white shadow and flying out of the window.

This is the folding paper spirit he used to communicate with his master Qiu Hezi. Since he has left Jinyan Cave, he will not return to the Nine Towers Palace of Qingli Kingdom immediately tonight. Presumably "that plan" can be implemented smoothly in advance.

After releasing the paper crane, Luo Huaqing sighed with relief, turned around and was about to say a few words to Chen Ming, but found that he had already fallen asleep lying on the table, the blue light that had been lingering around him had completely dissipated, and his complexion looked rather pale. pale.

He doesn't know much about the way of sword spirit cultivation, but he can roughly guess that the reason why Chen Ming is so mentally ill is probably related to the fact that he used a lot of magic to deal with his aftermath.

Even though his thoughts are deep, he is by no means a person who does not know how to be grateful. This sword spirit has helped him so much selflessly, and now that his spiritual power is empty, he should give something in return.

But what should I do?

He thought hard for a long time, and his heart moved, and he tried to send some energy over there.

Unexpectedly, a powerful attraction suddenly came from the other party's body, swallowing those Yuan forces in one fell swoop.And Chen Ming's complexion also improved.

It seemed that his guess was correct, a trace of joy gradually appeared on Luo Huaqing's face, and he simply increased the output of Yuanli in his hand.

But he didn't expect that Chen Ming's body was a bottomless pit, and the speed of absorbing energy was getting faster and faster, until it completely surpassed his output.

In just half an hour's journey from the Jinyan Cave to the inn, more than [-]% of his fifth-level energy has been absorbed.

The feeling of emptiness of Yuanli was not pleasant, and when he got off the car, his complexion was already quite bad, and his posture when getting off the car was not stable, and he staggered down the ground while holding onto the wall of the car.

Contrary to him, Chen Ming only felt refreshed when he woke up. He asked the system, and his health had risen to as much as 48. good effect.

Feeling happy in his heart, he climbed onto Luo Huaqing's shoulder and was about to chat with him, but he was surprised that the other person's face was too bleak, even his lips turned pale, and he couldn't help being surprised:

Could it be that this little beauty is really a delicate and weak sick child?

The author has something to say: Hahahahahahahahaha Qingqing's act of repaying kindness was successfully ignored by Xiao Ming~

This misunderstanding is really a big loss hahaha, the strength is distressed!

And I found out that their names together are "Qingming" cp? ? ?

What does this mean? 2333

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