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

In September of the 16th year of Qiyuan in Qingli Kingdom, Prince Fang Chengyao suddenly fell ill. It was found that it was caused by Yeliu Island's poisonous bone-killing curse, and the instigator was none other than the fourth prince of Qingli Kingdom, or to be more precise, borrowed The name of her elder brother Fang Muci has deceived the fourth princess, Fang Yanxi.

Although Fang Yu loved His Highness the Fourth Highness very much because of Concubine Yu, the crimes of deceiving the Lord and killing her elder brother were too appalling. Sky Prison.

The Zhixi Palace where she lives is also listed as a key surveillance area, and no one is allowed to leave without authorization until all the truth comes to light.

Being trapped in Zhixi Palace and unable to get out, Luo Huaqing was given a good opportunity to move freely. Taking advantage of people not paying attention, he ordered Chen Ming to use spiritual power to create the illusion that the two were always in the room, and then changed into a night walk Dressed up and stepping on Yuanli, he quietly slipped out of the Jiuque Palace.

It was also at this time that Chen Ming received the system's long-overdue task notification. Because of the insertion of the copy of Yeliu Island, the plot has undergone major changes. There was no scum left, and he was reduced to a prisoner for life.

As for his current task, it is to try to clear up the grievances of the heroine and find out the real culprit behind the scenes.

Leaning on Luo Huaqing's shoulder, he stepped back a little deliberately to avoid the effect of opening the mind-to-mind connection through skin-to-skin contact.

To be honest, Luo Huaqing can completely stay out of the situation in front of him. After all, he has nothing to do with everything in Qingli country. Even as a native of Xuanyin country, the more internal chaos his opponent has, the better for him.

Now he only needs to try to take away Lan Zhen's ancient sword from Jiuque Palace, and then rely on the power of Weimingjiao to return to Xuanyin. Even if he can't gain the upper hand, he can still compete with his elder brother Luo Qian.

In this way, what position does he have to ask Luo Huaqing to get involved in this bloody storm for nothing because of his so-called mission?

Chen Ming silently calculated the life and intimacy points that may be deducted for mission failure, his face was almost wrinkled into bun folds, Luo Huaqing was speeding in the night, and he could still notice the low air pressure around him in his busy schedule, and said with a gentle smile:

"What's the matter, Xiao Ming, you look preoccupied?"

"I..." Chen Ming opened his mouth, and then remembered that he couldn't leak the existence of the system to him. He couldn't think of a suitable reason for a while, so he had to say nonsense, "I'm worried about Xiao Dezi, Xiao Fangzi and the others..."

He didn't stay in Zhixi Palace for a long time, and he only had a vague impression of Luo Huaqing's roommates, and he used it as a prevarication in a panic without even thinking about it.Luo Huaqing sighed deeply, stretched out his hand to hold the back of his neck in his palm, and said with a broken smile:

"You and I don't need to talk about him. In fact, you want to try to rescue the Fourth Highness, don't you?"

This, this... When did the hero become a roundworm in his stomach?

Realizing that the little Jiujiu in his heart was not enough to look good in front of Luo Huaqing, Chen Ming simply opened the skylight to speak frankly:

"Could it be that we just left when we saw the Fourth Highness in distress?"

But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt a little untenable. After all, the heroine was gentle and amiable except for the few years she spent with Luo Huaqing day and night, but she had entrapped them several times at other times.

Now that he finally got rid of this trouble, he asked the other party to save people regardless of the past, which is a bit... difficult for others.

"What you said is reasonable, and it was in my plan to rescue His Highness Xian."

Luo Huaqing's answer was completely beyond Chen Ming's expectations. However, before he thought of the dangerous angle of "accompanying you for a hundred days", the other party had already opened his mouth with a strong desire to survive:

"I didn't do this because of any personal relationship. It's just that Luo Qian's influence is too large. Even trying to win over Danyang and other countries, I have to consider finding other forces that I can rely on. Qingli Kingdom is a very good target."

"But..." Chen Ming still felt that it was not safe enough, "Qingli Kingdom has been king and hegemony for so many years, and has deep grievances with other countries. If you choose Qingli as a partner, aren't you afraid of creating rifts with other countries?"

"A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. In all fairness, even the combined strength of Danyang and Langxuan can't match the current accumulation of Qingli Kingdom, even though it has gradually declined."

Luo Huaqing smiled, calmly said:

"Furthermore, His Royal Highness is a daughter's family after all, and you and I know her thoughts well."

In the beginning, love was born in secret, and under the crisis of life and death, he desperately rescued each other. Afterwards, he would definitely trust her with all his heart. Coupled with the huge temptation of aspiring Qingli, even if he revealed his identity to the other party at that time, it would not cause too much trouble.

It's really... a good plan.

Reminiscent of the tragic fate of the heroine being used over and over again, Chen Ming couldn't help but silently light a candle for her in his heart.

Luo Huaqing waited for a long time but did not get a response from Chen Ming, her heart tightened, fearing that he would be displeased because of her cold-blooded planning, so she quickly lowered her head and pecked lightly on his smooth forehead:

"Don't forget, I will only treat you without reservation in this world. As for others, I don't care about them, and I don't want to care about them."

"Xiao Ming, as long as you stay by my side, everything is enough."

"Ah."

Chen Mingzheng nodded emphatically, and buried his head in his clothes, absorbing the reassuring warmth almost greedily.

This is his young man, with such a fiery and sincere heart, no matter how much wind and frost ravages him, and the years change, he will remain as smooth and clean as ever, without any change.

He believed so naively and stubbornly.

The night fell, and the sky was dark and starless, giving people a vague sense of darkness and depression.

In Mingya Palace, the palace people relaxed their hands and feet one after another, for fear of disturbing the dying people in the inner hall.

Although it has been carefully cleaned, the air is still filled with a strong smell of blood, and the candle beside the bed is also flickering, as if it only needs a breeze, and it will be extinguished immediately——

Just like that person's frail life hanging by a thread.

There was a rustling sound outside the window, and the closed sash opened a gap, letting in the cool night wind.

Fang Chengyao was awakened by the silence, coughed a few times, struggled to pick up a handkerchief to wipe off the blood splashed from the corner of his mouth, and gasped, "...you are here."

"Brother Chengyao..."

The person who came was dressed in night clothes, tall and tall, with starry eyes, raised his hand to remove the covering mask, revealing a handsome face, it was Ming Changye.

In the afternoon, Fang Muci's clothes were accidentally torn by Qin Xiu, exposing the curse marks on her back and her daughter who had been hidden for many years. Afterwards, guards were hastily dispatched to take the man into the dungeon.

Although he was seriously ill, he could still see clearly that Fang Yuming was merciless on the surface while furious, but in fact he was using the prison to protect Fang Muci's safety, because the traces of the curse fell in the eyes of everyone, that was ironclad evidence, and she concealed it His own daughter has been dead for many years, and the crime is added to the crime.

Qin Xiu immediately wished he could jump on her and tear her apart, and even intentionally handed her over to the Ministry of Criminal Justice for trial, but Fang Yu flatly refused, insisting on putting her in jail first, and then sealing up Zhixi Palace, and then releasing her after investigating everything clearly.

"Your Majesty, aren't the bruises on her back enough to explain everything? Could it be that the husband and wife relationship between the concubine and His Majesty, and the father-son friendship between Yao'er and His Majesty, are no match for that woman who has long been buried in the ground!"

Qin Xiu's weeping and crying words were still in their ears, and they all knew that the reason why Fang Yu was so partial to Fang Muci was precisely because her mother and concubine Bai Yuzhi, who died in depression, was always a heart disease that he couldn't let go of.

However, he didn't get too entangled in this matter. After all, he has been in charge of the Eastern Palace for many years and has already developed the ability to discern people's hearts. Although Fang Muci's temperament is eccentric and willful, he is very sincere to his heart, except for the secret of the ancient sword that he managed to find out. , there is nothing wrong with other aspects.

In addition, he had already noticed the abnormality in his body, but he didn't think about it in the direction of witchcraft. The root cause may be related to the guard who committed suicide by taking poison.

"Changye, now...you are the only person I can trust," Fang Chengyao's lips were bleeding, his eyes were dark, he took out a letter from his arms tremblingly, and handed it to Ming Changye, "This is my last letter." Please be sure to deliver this letter to the royal father."

"Don't say such things..." Ming Changye sat down on the edge of the bed, holding his pale and cold palms, "His Majesty Qingli has already sent someone to find a nearby magician, and he will be there tomorrow at the latest. You diagnose and treat, you are Prince Qingli, the master of Lan Zhen Ancient Sword, how could you be so easy..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Chengyao shook his head resolutely: "I am not the master of the ancient sword, the real master of the sword should be my...fourth sister."

"Is this true?"

If he hadn't confirmed that the other party was conscious, Ming Changye would have suspected that he had auditory hallucinations. Fang Chengyao waved his hand lightly, motioning him to continue listening:

"Since someone poisoned me, it must be related to Gu Jian. If Fourth Sister's identity is revealed now, and she is in the prison, I am worried that something will happen to her."

As he spoke, he started to cough up blood again, mixed with broken carrion and splashed on the handkerchief. Ming Changye looked at the uncontrollable dead air between his brows, couldn't help the throbbing pain in his heart, and secretly clenched his hands. fist.

how so.

It is clear that according to what that person said before, the curse will only make Fang Chengyao weak and cause chaos in the Qingli Kingdom, and it will not be fatal, but now...

He closed his eyes and opened them again, the glaring blood couldn't go away, he was silent, but the pain and despair in his heart was full - for the big plan in his heart, he sacrificed the life of his best friend after all.

"Cough cough cough...Chang Ye, promise me that you must hand over this letter to Royal Father. No one around me can be trusted..."

Fang Chengyao struggled to raise his eyes, the expression in his eyes gradually lost, but he stared at him stubbornly and refused to look away: "I beg you, please help me..."

"Well, you just need to cultivate with peace of mind, trust me." Ming Changye patted his back smoothly, feeling the sudden and sharp shoulder blades under his hands, and somewhere in his heart couldn't help but twitch with pain.

Partly from guilt, partly from despair.

It didn't take long for Fang Chengyao to fall asleep again. Ming Changye carefully put away the letter paper in his arms, and then turned around lightly and left the Mingya Palace bedroom.

Walking along the corridor outside the palace, he stopped at a corner, and saw a palace maid standing in front of her eyes with her fingers twisted, her figure was slender and trembling:

"Q...His Royal Highness, this servant has already put the medicinal powder into the tea of ​​His Highness Fourth Highness according to your instructions. You should have seen the effect today."

"Well, you did a good job." Ming Changye smiled slightly, his eyes were full of brilliance, where there was no sorrow just now, he retracted his hand as if unintentionally, and the palm of his right hand faintly glowed.

The palace maid suddenly raised her head, staring at him intently with a pair of deer-like eyes, and suddenly stretched out her hand, gripping the hem of his clothes as if pleading: "Your Highness, I have finished your explanation, can you please ask the lord With a few good words, let my family live..."

Before she could finish her sentence, her neck suddenly felt cold, and she lowered her head in a daze, only to see a white jade fan passing under her throat, causing a burst of blood to spurt.

The palace maid raised her hand to cover the fatal wound, and she fell to the ground with a slam without even uttering an exclamation.

Ming Changye stroked the white jade fan in his hand, making sure that no trace of blood was left on the fan handle, and then withdrew the Yuanli in his hand.He took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and sprinkled it on the maid's body, only to hear the sound of "Zi Zi" incessantly, and after a while, the body disappeared out of thin air.

Then he snorted coldly, turned around and left without looking back.

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