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

Weimingjiao's headquarters is located in the mountains outside Yaofeng City. After all, Chen Ming came here once before leaving for Yeliu Island, so he was not surprised by the large number of organ formations along the way.

Thinking of something, Luo Huaqing suddenly stopped in front of the cave: "Xiao Ming, use the Mengyi Stone to transform back into a human form, just to get acquainted with the members of the Weiming Sect."

The voices and smiles of Tanyuan Jinyan and others emerged in his mind. Chen Ming was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized what he wanted to do, and his cheeks couldn't help but blush.

But he would never refuse Luo Huaqing's request. He blushed obediently and obediently poked the system, absorbing spiritual power and returning to his original appearance.

It's true that his body can stretch freely, but his clothes don't have such ability, so every time he transforms, he has to prepare clothes by his side, but this time because of Luo Huaqing's impromptu intention, he didn't prepare in advance.

However, this seemed to suit Luo Huaqing better. With a chuckle, he took off his coat, put it loosely on Chen Ming, and hugged him in his arms:

"Don't move around, if the coat slips off, I won't have time to pull it on for you."

Words of tigers and wolves, what kind of words of tigers and wolves are these!

Chen Ming stared at him angrily with wide eyes, but he was also a guy who said he was upright, so he had to admit that Luo Huaqing's embrace was very warm and comfortable, so he snorted twice, and curled up obediently in his arms .

He was originally fair, but with the black coat, his skin was even more radiant, nestled in Luo Huaqing's arms in a soft ball, like a cat snoring on its master's shoulder.

The big-tailed wolf Luo Huaqing swaggered into the cave with his orange cat sword spirit in his arms, and frankly met the surprised eyes of all the believers. When he came to the conference hall, he hugged Chen Ming again. Sitting on a soft chair.

Tan Yuan, Mo Zheng, Jin Yan, Hua Yao:? ? ? ? ?

As the four guardians of the Weiming Sect, the leader came in person and spoke in advance, so they had already been waiting in the hall, but they never expected that the leader, who has always been deep and steady, would bring a man who had never met to such a private place. He even made people sit on his lap in public!

What a shame, what a shame...

"Master, may I ask who is..."

They looked at each other for a while, and Tan Yuan, the only female relative, coughed lightly, breaking the silence.

It was only then that Luo Huaqing was willing to look away from Chen Ming, the corners of her lips curled up, and she said with a leisurely smile:

"This is your leader's wife, Chen Ming."

The effect of this sentence is comparable to a stone stirring up a thousand waves. The four of them looked at each other in blank dismay, and suddenly felt that their rationality was blown out of the sky.

What the hell?

Mrs. Mistress?

Or a man you've never met before?

What kind of world-killing joke are you making?

They were stunned by thunder in place, while Chen Ming sat in Luo Huaqing's arms under the eyes of everyone. On the surface, it seemed that the years were peaceful, but in fact, his heart had already collapsed and went crazy:

I'm not calm at all, but I can't move, okay? ?

The goddamn Luo Huaqing only put on a coat for him, and fixed the key position with his hands in a vicious way. If he moved a little, it would slip off, so he could only cooperate with his performance with gritted teeth and tears.

It's too hard for me, he thought plaintively.

"Madam and I are of one mind, there is no need to shy away from anything."

Luo Huaqing put away his joking look, and calmly said: "Now Prince Qingli's life is dying, His Highness the Fourth is thrown into the sky prison, His Highness the Second is obsessed with Buddhism and does not care about political affairs, and only the Third Prince's family dominates the rest. It will not be long before Qingli's political situation It's time to change."

He furrowed his brows with a dignified expression: "But the prince's poisoning happened on Yeliu Island. It must be someone with a heart who got involved with Qingli's royal team. After all, Yeliu Island has not been involved in mainland disputes for a long time, so it is unlikely that Qingli will be murdered for nothing. The life of the royal family, unless someone fishes in troubled waters..."

"Master, the branch of the Red Clothes Sect that you told your subordinates to look for a few days ago has already taken shape."

Tanyuan took out a map from her carry-on bag and spread it out on the table: "The number of branches is not too many, they are mainly concentrated in Danyang in the south and Langxuan in the east, and there are no distributions in the north and west. All locations are marked with a red pen."

Only then did Luo Huaqing reluctantly let go of Chen Ming, got up and walked forward, followed her markings for a closer look, her eyes dimmed, she fell into deep thought, and suddenly said something:

"Prince Qingli's best friend, Ming Changye, is Danyang Kingdom's proton?"

Seeing doubts on everyone's faces, he sighed softly and explained: "The high priest of the Red Clothes Cult of Yeliu Island told me that Langma, the former preparatory priest who was expelled from Yeliu Island for refining spirits, had been in exile in Danyang, and had a relationship with Yeliu Island. The branch on the island has been in contact, after all, there is no news about the sea and land, and the red-clothed believers who are outside may not know the inside story."

"Qingqing, do you suspect that Ming Proton might do something to Prince Qingli?" Chen Ming walked to him with his clothes folded.

Luo Huaqing nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"Exactly, before I left Xuanyin Kingdom to serve as a hostage, the Lord of Danyang once brought Ming Changye and others to visit, and had a long talk with my father and Luo Qian for several days, and even in the future they did not break contact. "

"Luo Qian's ambition is not in Xuanyin, but if he wants to dominate the world, the ancient sword of Lanzhen is an indispensable part. The owner of the ancient sword that is announced to the outside world is Prince Qingli. Luo Qian knows how to kill the sword owner. The way to replace it is to start early."

Perhaps there are many people who want to rule the world, but Luo Qian is definitely one of them that cannot be ignored.

Listening to his words, Chen Ming's expression gradually became a little dazed. In his vague memory of "Ten Miles of Red Makeup", Luo Qian's role in the scene was not important. Repression, how can it be so cheerful as before?

But after thinking about it, this is indeed the case. Whether it is a large part of the Yeliu Island plot inserted out of thin air, or more and more abnormal characters, it seems to indicate that the plot is gradually getting out of control——

His mission to come to this world is to correct the trajectory of the story. It is said that he should be reminded or punished by the system when he has collapsed to this point, but why is he still standing here safe and sound?

So what is the reason? Is it an omission in the system, or someone has borne the consequences on his behalf, or... It's not that he didn't report it, it's not time yet?

Chen Ming gritted his teeth and lowered his head, his complexion became pale, and let the conversation between Luo Huaqing and Tanyuan come to his ears:

"Tanyuan, I would like to trouble you to pay more attention to the distribution of Danyang Red Clothes Sect and report to me in time. Mo Zheng, how is the transfer of materials for the Weiming Sect personnel?"

"Reporting to the leader, my subordinates have led people to ascertain the topography of the border mountains between Xuanyin and Qingli, and have delineated the building regulations for the new site of Weimingjiao. This is the basic design drawing, please have a look."

In Mo Zheng's design drawings, the Weiming Sect is still built in the middle of the mountain, but it is different from now, the living area and the equipment area are clearly separated, and even a special area is designated in the mountain basin for the construction of garden houses. Mansion.

"Xiao Ming, what do you think of the location of this garden?"

"Ah?" Chen Ming finally came to his senses from his deep thoughts, followed Luo Huaqing's finger on the drawing, and traced the outline of the courtyard in detail, "This is?"

"After the troubles in front of me are resolved, I think it will be difficult for me to escape from those state affairs." Luo Huaqing put his arms around his waist, rubbing his chin gently against the top of his hair, "I'm afraid you don't like these things, so it's better to find a In a place unknown to others, build a small courtyard that belongs only to us."

There is no one to disturb you on weekdays. When you are interested, you can go to the small towns at the foot of the mountain to find food and play, or if you want to go further afield, you can swim hand in hand, catch the moon in the stream, and smell the flowers in the quiet night.

Holding your son's hand, talking wine and sipping tea is better than the prosperity of this world.

The corners of Luo Huaqing's lips curled up, and she stared fixedly at Chen Ming, with a sweet smile that couldn't be melted away from the corners of her brows and eyes:

"Xiao Ming, are you willing?"

Too many emotions rushed over, Chen Ming was speechless for a while, and just stared at the design drawings intently.

The courtyard in his eyes is small and cute, and it is the same as the details mentioned in his chat with Luo Huaqing before:

For example, a spacious indoor swimming pool, a small flower garden that is easy to care for, a separate cat kennel next to the main house, a lounge chair gazebo for enjoying the coolness in leisure time, and even a fishing platform and viewing platform near a small lake.

The house is in the small villa style he likes, with floor-to-ceiling windows and small balconies. As for the boxy design behind the door, he guessed it should be the elevator that he had roughly mentioned, but Luo Huaqing actually took it down seriously. , and design and present it according to your own understanding.

It's all really...

Chen Ming blinked, and tears poured out in strings, which couldn't be stopped no matter what.

Facing Luo Huaqing's strong and open love, he suddenly felt an unstoppable throbbing pain in his heart.

I have too many secrets that I haven't told him, such as the origin of Chuanshu, the system I am in charge of, the weird matchmaking mission, and I can't even guarantee whether I can stay with him for a long time in the future.

Is such a self really qualified to bear his efforts and feelings?

"It's fine, why are you crying so much?"

Luo Huaqing signaled to the other four people not to look at injustice, then took Chen Ming's face and gently kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Just tell me if there is anything that doesn't suit you, don't be shy about anything."

"No, I, I'm just... so happy..."

Chen Ming hugged his back tightly, his fingers clenched his clothes, and bit his lip tremblingly.

I really like... I really like Qingqing, he has always been so kind and cute, he can always warm himself inadvertently, and always touch the softest corner of his heart.

I want to see many beautiful things with him, and I want to stay with him for a long, long time, but I can't help but feel that this kind of heart is too heavy, and I can hardly bear it.

When the matter that Mo Zheng explained came to an end, it was already the eclipse of the moon, and it was close to midnight. Chen Ming was so sleepy that his eyelids were shaking. Luo Huaqing didn't want him to stay up all night and work hard, so she accompanied him to sleep in the furnished guest room, and then went out lightly .

Mo Zheng and Jin Yan had already retreated to rest, but the witch Tan Yuan and the doctor Hua Yao were told to stay for a while. The two looked at each other, but they didn't know why, Luo Huaqing had already walked in front of them from the guest room.

The moonlight shone on his face, making his complexion even paler, and there was even cold sweat dripping from his forehead, shining brightly under the halo.

"Master..."

Tanyuan couldn't help but let out a low cry, but was stopped by Luo Huaqing's raised hand. He took a few steps forward to make sure that Chen Ming's sleep would not be disturbed, and then pressed against his heart, and said in a hoarse voice:

"There are some things that I want to ask you to clarify."

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