Kuai Chuan is not a person

His thin lips were tightly pursed, his brows were unsheathed like sharp knives, his eyes were deep, and his thoughts were unfathomable, making it impossible to see clearly.

The face was still Chu Lan's face, but her temperament changed drastically. The smile in her eyes turned into a cold light on the tip of the blade, and she looked at Wen Xi vigilantly and hostilely.

Wen Xi was suppressed by him, unable to move, felt a chill on his neck, Chu Lan pressed the dagger against his neck, a trace of bright red blood leaked from the knife edge, but rubbed his cheek with his right hand vaguely , under the cold light of the sharp dagger, doing some intimacy only between lovers.

An ambiguous and dangerous relationship.

Wen Xi didn't dare to take a breath, Xiao Ming could still pay attention to admiring the cruel Chu Lan while walking on the edge of the cliff.

He carried the killing spirit of returning from the battlefield, that's why he looked so terrifying, his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was hiding a heavy heart, and the silver thread dragon pattern embroidered on his sleeve could be glimpsed through the dim yellow palace lantern.

This is in the palace?

"Ding, the system installation progress is complete." The system in his brain finally made a sound, and Wen Xi hurriedly asked him for help.

The system calmly gave a feasible method: "Stun him."

Wen Xi: "...can you sponsor me a brick?"

The system is so ruthless: "Please ask the host to be good at using their brains and use local materials."

He began to feel a slight sharp pain on his neck, and Wen Xi was restrained by Chu Lan again, unable to move his limbs. He was quick to wit, and tried his best to raise his head and kiss Chu Lan's lips hard.

Chu Lan's body froze, and seizing this opportunity, Wen Xi picked up the jade pillow next to her and threw it on the back of Chu Lan's head.

After the clear and crisp sound of the dagger falling to the ground, Chu Lan struggled to remember that the person should have a light fragrance of plum blossoms, and then she closed her eyes and fell into Wen Xi's arms, her black hair scattered, and her thin lips were tightly pressed because of the smell just now. The kiss became more moist, and the whole person seemed a little gentler.

Wen Xi breathed a sigh of relief, and checked the information provided by the system to the world.

This time he... turned into a bed.

Chu Lan, the Third Highness of Great Chu, is sleeping on this beautifully carved agarwood bed.

Didn't Chu Lan sleep with him every day, sleep with him, sleep with him?

Wen Xi was in a complicated mood, a little shy, and continued to look down.

A year ago, Chu Lan came back from Beiling Pass. The coldness of the battlefield made him daunting, and he became the best remedy for night crying in children. Others only said that he even slaughtered 37 cities in neighboring countries, like a god of death reborn, but they didn’t know He also suffered from illness on the battlefield at a young age, and since returning, he has been unable to sleep every night.

Chu Yue, the younger sister of Chu Lan's compatriot, Princess Pingle, specially found him an agarwood bed, saying that it could calm the mind and help people sleep. Chu Lan naturally didn't take it seriously, but she couldn't let her sister down. He ordered someone to replace it.

The aroma of agarwood is different. This bed is made of a huge piece of agarwood, which is extremely precious. The aroma is light and clear when it first enters the nose. It seems to be soaked in the frosty and cold plum blossom fragrance. It felt that the fragrance was gradually accumulating and fragrant, but it was not uncomfortable. Chu Lan, who had been sleepless for a long time, gradually fell asleep with the fragrance on his pillow.

However, in the middle of sleeping, he was awakened by Wen Xi who suddenly jumped out.

Wen Xi touched the back of Chu Lan's head, which was swollen by himself, feeling a little guilty, a ray of spiritual power escaped from his fingertips, helping Chu Lan relieve the tense nerves and the lump on the back of the head, and gradually the redness and swelling at the back of the head disappeared Going down, Chu Lan's frown that had been tightly furrowed slowly relaxed.

Wen Xi restored everything to the original state. He earned a good amount of points in the last world, and now the integration is stable. Agarwood is an extremely precious and spiritual wood, which provides an excellent space for his spiritual cultivation and storage. Now he can use his spiritual power freely, and he can be considered to be able to protect himself in the dangerous court.

He kissed the corner of Chu Lan's mouth: "Take it as a dream." Then it turned into a white light, merged into the agarwood bed under Chu Lan, and carefully asked the system about the current situation of the world.

The mission heroine of this world is Chu Yue, the younger sister who gave the Chenxiang wooden bed to Chu Lan. She is the golden branch and jade leaf that is loved by thousands of people, and was finally sent by the emperor to the border to get married, and married the rude and uncivilized Fu Ren from the border.

The people of Fuxuan can't speak the language of Dachu at all, and the civilization is not yet civilized. Women are the only things they can inherit. The new King Fuxuan succeeded, and the frail Princess Pingle couldn't stand such abuse. Not long after, she became mentally and physically weak and died of illness in Fuxuan.

Her tomb faced the direction of Da Chu alone, and in the end, even her bones were turned into ashes, and she couldn't go home.

Wenxi's mission is to help Chu Yue change her tragic fate.

Firstly, he is not a relative of the emperor, secondly, he has no official position, and thirdly, he cannot influence the mind of the old emperor. The tasks of the system are gradually becoming more difficult.

What a headache.

Wen Xi looked at the pitifully few reminder materials repeatedly, but found something wrong.

It said that because Chu Yue's only biological brother, the third prince, Chu Lan, was obsessed with calligraphy and painting, he was dissolute and unruly, and had no interest in government affairs. marry far away.

In the end, the third prince, who had always been unrestrained and unrestrained, also died in depression.

According to the hints of the original world plot, Chu Lan should look like a frail scholar. Why did he have trouble sleeping at night because of going to the battlefield in the systematic answer just now?

Kind of weird.

Moreover, Chu Lan's evil spirit is not at all like a gentle and elegant artist who is obsessed with calligraphy and painting and keeps his ears shut.

That is definitely the terrifying aura washed out by the hot blood on the battlefield. He rode a horse without armor, and people could feel the cold air soaking through the armor into his clothes, and the sound of the horse's hooves beating the drums. The coolness of walking through the glaciers and frost fields in the cold night.

Intimidating.

However, a prince who has made great achievements in battle always has a lot more power to speak than a prince who is addicted to calligraphy and painting, so it will be more helpful to his mission.

Wen Xi began to carefully observe his own body again. The bed carved from agarwood, the doorposts, hanging eaves, door rails, and cornices are all carved with exquisite magpies and plum blossoms.

What a nice bed.

Wen Xi couldn't help thinking of the skits he had seen in the last world, and substituted himself...

Since I entered the palace, I have been favored by His Highness alone. There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and His Highness sleeps with me alone, so I advised His Highness to have the rain and dew evenly, but His Highness just didn’t listen, so His Highness just slept with me, just slept with me, just slept with me. sleep with me.

Wen Xi shuddered, and he shook his head violently, shaking out the water in his head.

Fortunately, his body was still there when he just crossed over and became a human, otherwise Chu Lan and him would have fallen to the ground with a bang.

The identity arranged by the system for him was a candidate named Wenxi who took part in the examination. He had no relatives and no reason, and unfortunately died in the belly of a wild animal on the way to Beijing to rush for the examination. identity of.

While the night was getting dark and Chu Lan was also asleep, Wen Xi turned into a human form and used his spiritual power to sneak out quietly on the eaves.

After leaving this huge courtyard, he realized that this was not in the palace, but the mansion of Cheng Wang Chulan. He followed the instructions of the system to find an inn where many people who came to Beijing for the exam often lived, and pretended to be busy. Moved in like a normal scholar.

"What did you say? The third brother will be in charge of the spring this year?" Princess Pingle frowned and asked the maid who came to report.

Chu Yue grasped the veil tightly in her hand, her eyes were filled with unresolved concerns, and she murmured: "The third brother hasn't touched a sword for a long time since he came back from the battlefield. Now let him be in charge of Chunwei in the Ministry of Rites. What's the meaning of this?" ?”

She was worried in her heart, so she simply went to Prince Cheng's mansion to discuss with her brother in the name of visiting Prince Cheng who was recuperating at home.

Chu Lan hadn't had such a good sleep for a long time. He sat on the bed and felt a little dizzy after sleeping for a long time. He recalled the scene of last night in his mind.

He remembered that there was an assassin yesterday, who was very good-looking, dangerous and beautiful, with a sharp and clear fragrance of plum blossoms on his body, why did he disappear?

He touched the back of his head, the pain from being hit by the jade pillow last night was still deeply imprinted in his mind, it didn't look like he was dreaming, but now there is no wound on the back of his head...

A faint but familiar aroma crept into his nostrils. This is... the smell of this bed?

It seemed that she was definitely having a dream, so Chu Lan felt relieved and got up and got out of bed.

While thinking about the assassin in his dream, there was a strange aura in the corners of his eyes and brows. The feeling of actively kissing him with his tongue and quickly prying his lips and teeth to attack the city was also very interesting. Chu Lan, who had been in the army for six years like an ascetic monk, suddenly understood The fun of Fengyue.

It's a pity that he escaped from the dreamland, Da Chu didn't have such a person who could even match his wishes.

Chu Lan looked back at the jade pillow on the bed, but still felt a little pain in the back of her head... Let the maid replace it later.

After Chu Lan finished washing up, Princess Pingle happened to be visiting. After understanding what her father meant, Chu Lan showed no surprise, and calmly comforted her sister, telling her not to panic. Hang up colorful and all kinds of lanterns to welcome the festival, and there are many interesting things on the streets.

Chu Lan then asked: "It just so happens that today is the Spring Festival, I'll take you out to have fun."

The little girl in Cardamom Nianhua was more or less playful, not to mention Chu Yue who was born in the royal family and was trapped in that world. She nodded curiously, and after Chu Lan had breakfast, the two went out to play.

Wen Xi sat bored on the bed in the inn, listening to the chirping sparrows outside the window.

It may be because of the light of the body, he can understand the language of various small animals. At first, Wenxi was very excited that the system finally gave him a golden finger, but now sitting and listening to the group of sparrows chirping outside the window is simply lifeless. Lovely.

"That girl is so pretty!" The sparrow spoke in a clear, juvenile voice.

"Boss, you are really lecherous." The simple and honest voice was like a fat sparrow.

"That's right." This is a little female sparrow, like a little girl eating melon seeds and gossiping.

"These two don't look like ploppers." The old sparrow said in a voice full of wisdom.

"That man is also very handsome, but he looks too fierce." The boss's voice was softer, as if he was afraid.

After a loud noise, the group of sparrows all flew away as if fleeing for their lives. What happened?Wen Xi stepped forward curiously and opened the window to look down.

Unexpectedly, the pole supporting the window fell down and hit the man whom the sparrows were discussing just now.

Chu Lan reached out to catch the pole firmly, looked up, and happened to see the person in the dream whose hair was just as he wanted, with blue shirt and black hair, eyes like sinking stars, lying on the window in panic. look down.