System maintenance

Today's Ninth Princess Li Wanshu is the orphan of Jiangmen Zhonglie Li's family. She was raised by her aunt and queen since she was a child. She grew up with those princes and enjoyed the treatment of a princess.

The queen spent a lot of manpower and material resources to cultivate her carefully, and wanted to betroth her to the prince Liu Hong. Who knew that Li Wanshu could not understand everything in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. His strange words and deeds are even more detrimental to the royal face.

When Li Wanshu was 12 years old, she proposed to marry Liu Yan, the queen was furious, and blamed it all on Liu Yan who was still fighting at the border.

At that time, for more than a year, Liu Yan was oppressed everywhere, and all kinds of incidents happened overtly and secretly.

Three years later, on the day of Li Wanshu's ceremony, an imperial decree came down.

However, so far, those people in the palace and the common people in the world don't know that Li Wanshu insists on marrying Liu Yan, but he just wants to stay away from the palace so that he can travel around and enjoy delicious food all over the world.

In the front hall, the Eight Immortals table was filled with exquisite dim sum. A woman in a goose-yellow emerald smoked sweater lowered her head to eat pearl and emerald glutinous rice balls in a porcelain bowl. It has a free and easy heroic posture.

This woman is none other than Li Wanshu who just came back from the capital, the wife Liu Yan married back with eight sedan chairs.

From the perspective of silence, he could see the woman eating happily, shaking her legs from time to time, and he twitched the corner of his eyes, which was quite bold.

After hiccupping, Li Wanshu smiled brightly, looking at the seductive man opposite who made the garden full of spring, his eyebrows and eyes curled up, "Cousin, why don't you eat?"

Sitting above, Liu Yan supported his head, said in a lazy tone, with a sloppy smile in his eyes, "I'm full."

Since he was a child, he was used to seeing right and wrong in the palace. Li Wanshu knew very well that the corner of the other party's mouth always had a few evil smiles, but he actually didn't smile at anyone, and he didn't take anyone seriously, except for the dead man. It's unclear, Lan Xi, who was reincarnated a long time ago.

"Frugality is a glorious virtue of the Chinese nation." She said casually, and moved over to take the bowl of glutinous rice balls in front of Liu Yan to her place, and started to eat one by one.

He took a breath in silence, and looked over suddenly, with shock in his eyes, if it wasn't for the situation, he would have run over and grabbed Li Wanshu and asked, "Have you heard of Chairman Mao?"

Perhaps it was because Shen Mo had been staring at Li Wanshu, the expression on his face changed too obviously, which made Liu Yan's long and narrow phoenix eyes slightly raised from the corner of the eye, and when he handed over the tea, he waved his hand casually, the cup All the newly added tea was spilled.

Shen Mo pursed his lips, and the hanging hand was flushed.

The surrounding servants all trembled, not daring to breathe.

Li Wanshu was also startled, the spoon in her hand fell into the bowl, she blinked, and looked at the suddenly angry man with some fear, "Cousin?"

Liu Yan raised his lips and looked over with a smile in his eyes, "Huh?" It seemed that what happened a moment ago was just an illusion.

Shrinking his neck, Li Wanshu swallowed his saliva, but quickly found a way to move out, it was safer to stay away from this psychopath.

Taking a sneak peek at the calm and silent young man, she took a second look and found that he had been looking at her just now. Could it be that her charm index has greatly increased?

Thinking of this, a thought so weird that it made her want to spit out a mouthful of old blood suddenly flashed in Li Wanshu's mind.

Cousin isn't jealous, is he?

She had heard about it, this young man named Cheng Wuyong is currently his cousin's personal servant, close the door, who knows what will happen inside.

The New Year's banquet is approaching, and Lan Yuan, which has been quiet all the time, can see beautiful young masters coming in and out every day. Those male pets have started to make small moves. Some wealthy family members will take care of the servants in the house, hoping to have the opportunity to get close to Liu Yan .

Naturally, the educated talents will not let go of the opportunity that only comes once a year, and are ready to fully display their talents at that time.

Most of them brought their family's confession to the palace, trying to firmly cling to the tree of Liu Yan, but in the past few years, there has been no progress.

In the kitchen, Shen Mo ate a meatball, and put his eyes on the cage of steamed buns, "Grandma, who are these prepared for?"

"I made it for the little princess." The old woman took Silence's hand and touched the burn on the back of his hand. Simple, more pitiful than a wild cat that often comes to steal food, if he does something wrong in the future, you have to forgive him."

Listening to the words of the old man who seemed to be entrusted, the corners of Shen Mo's mouth twitched, "Mother-in-law, the prince is thirty-two this year."

"Yeah, I'm still young..."

Holding his forehead in silence, he chatted with the old man for a while, and when he saw Li Wanshu's personal maid approaching, he went over to say hello, and the two of them chatted one after another, and when they stopped, they had already arrived. garden.

"It's useless, come here." Li Wanshu waved to Shen Mo.

On the stone table are lotus leaf soup, plum blossom cakes, and delicious soup dumplings. There are a few plates of leftover refreshments on the side, and some saliva is stained on the open book.

Silently withdrawing his gaze, he bowed his head and saluted.

"Can you sing? Dance?" Li Wanshu rolled up his sleeves and blinked, "Play chess? Play the piano?"

Shaking his head silently, "The slave doesn't know a lot of characters."

After staring at him for a while, Li Wanshu couldn't hold back the scent lingering in his breath, so Li Wanshu simply stopped thinking about it, took a bite of the soup dumpling, and couldn't help admiring.

"Delicious, delicious on earth."

Glancing around in silence, he suddenly spoke three words. Li Wanshu, who was eating happily, stood up and grabbed his arm incoherently.

"You...you...are you...are you..."

Wiping the drool off his face with his hand, Silence's temples throbbed, "I am."

Li Wanshu stared at him, "Motherland."

"Chairman Mao." Silence replied.

"Hongkong."

"Macao."

"Hahahahahaha, what a brother!" Li Wanshu laughed loudly, patted Silence's back hard, and then started crying again, "Paralyzed, I've been tricked to death all these years, and when I woke up, I found that the handle below was gone. I feel so fucking fucked up, looking at the steamed buns in my chest, I have had nightmares for a long time, every time I dreamed that I became a shemale..."

There were crackling voices of complaints in his ears, he turned his head in silence, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This person has no scheming at all, he doesn't talk about the door, he is heartless, how did he grow up in the palace?

It's really stupid people have stupid blessings.

The two questioned each other, and gave half-truths and half-fake answers in silence, but Li Wanshu even said where to put the bankbook at home.

No one expected that it was the same urban area, the same school, and the same college. This kind of predestined meeting across time and space, the signs of good friends for a lifetime were dispelled by the silent and calm eyes.

After a while, Li Wanshu realized that she was too excited. She glanced around and saw nothing unusual.

"I'm level 02."

"I 03..."

"Come on, call me senior."

In a silent and flat tone, he added the second half of the sentence, "I am an advanced mathematics teacher in grade 03."

……

Li Wanshu's jaw almost dropped in shock. She opened her mouth, and finally stuffed a soup dumpling in. After eating it, she let out a breath and slowly digested this series of horrifying news.

"Liu Yan has his eyes on you. After so many years, this is the first time I've seen cracks in the mask on his face. You haven't seen his expression like that. He wants to touch you but doesn't know how to do it." Li Wanshu continued While eating the steamed stuffed bun, he said vaguely, "But I guess he still doesn't know that he's interested in you yet."

Silent pressed the corner of his lower lip, something flashed through his drooping eyelids.

"Damn it, he has a problem here." Li Wanshu pointed to his head and said with lingering fear, "I suspect he has a problem with schizophrenia."

Shen Mo raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, didn't answer her words, but casually mentioned, "You don't have any feelings for him, do you?"

"I only love little lolitas, and I'm not interested in that kind of evil and unrestrained ancient president." Li Wanshu licked the oil from his lips.

The silent voice was still calm, and it seemed that it was just a casual question, "Then why do you..."

"I'm waiting." Li Wanshu showed a yearning expression on his face, "Whenever I wait, I can buy a big house in the south of the Yangtze River, where I can live without worrying about food and clothing, spend money like dirt, be accompanied by all kinds of beauties, and have a gold medal for avoiding death. I can leave the big tree of Liu Yan."

The corner of Shen Mo's mouth twitched again.

Rolling his eyes, Li Wanshu whispered, "There is a dark room in Liu Yan's room, and his white moonlight is hidden in it."

It was night, and the waning moon was like a hook.

After tidying up the mattress, Mo Mo put down the rag in his hand, and groped around in the room. According to the plot in Gu Long's novel, he knocked on the bed and found that none of them were empty, and then went to pat the surrounding walls, one by one. Touch the placed vase copper tripod.

While looking for it, he called the system under maintenance in his mind. When his hand touched a small, barely noticeable protrusion under the wooden case, the wall on the left vibrated slightly, followed by a heavy and slow sound.

Shen Mo took a breath, and walked in with a candlestick.

There is nothing in the dark room, only a piano and a painting. The person in the painting is a young boy of thirteen or fourteen, dressed in white clothes, elegant and dusty.

The painter used fine brushwork and smooth lines to outline the warm smile on the corners of the young man's lips, and those bright eyes full of agility were clean and without a trace of turbidity.

It seems to be a living person, not a frozen picture.

Mo Mo stood in front of the painting for a while, and just as he was about to turn around and go out, a warm breath brushed the back of his neck, his pupils shrank, and his body froze.

In the ear is the man's cold voice, "Turn this king over here."

Mo Mo tightened the candlestick in his hand, and turned around slowly. In the flickering candle, the man in red in front of him seemed to have something flickering in his drunken phoenix eyes, which was extremely strange.

With a wave of his hand, the candlestick was knocked down, and the light in the dark room suddenly sank, leaving only a faint light at the door. Liu Yan pursed his lips and smiled, and the breath he exhaled was strong with the smell of alcohol. use force.

"I really underestimated you."

Shen Mo frowned slightly, he suspected that this person wanted to remove his chin, "My lord, this servant accidentally bumped into a place while cleaning, and saw the wall move, so I didn't control my curiosity for a moment, this servant is willing to be punished."

Leaning forward as if boneless, noses almost touched, Liu Yan's eyes were bloodshot, the corners of his lips raised slightly, carelessly touching his silent cheek.

"How about picking out your limbs and locking them in a cage?"

Silence rolled his Adam's apple a few times, and made a very soft voice from his nasal cavity, he said, okay.

The death-like silence in the dark room, followed by crazy laughter, the echo of the laughter will make people creepy, but they can feel the sadness inexplicably.

Liu Yan went crazy, he grabbed the hem of Shen Mo's clothes, and smiled at the painting on the wall, with a terrifying expression on his face.

"Lan Xi, you heard me, this man said yes, he is willing to live in the cage I built." There was a look of loneliness and sadness in his eyes, and more of the exhaustion and pain that could not be concealed, "But why do you I don't want to..."

Shen Mo turned his head, watching Liu Yan's hand covering his neck, then tightened it with a smile, and gently kissed his bloodless lips.