When I Ditched the Protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Su Mingxiu didn't dare to let go of his left fist until the faint bright yellow color disappeared from sight. The sticky marks on his palm had long since turned red and black.

She looked at the empty eaves promenade, and after a long time, she looked away lightly and continued to look at the sand table in front of her.But for some reason, he completely lost interest in talking to the system again.

Since I am not afraid that she will guess the truth, it means that there will be countermeasures behind the system. Apart from taking it out of my mind for a short time, I will also be constrained by it in the next world... This cannot be fundamentally solved question.

Su Mingxiu pressed her temple with her right hand and rubbed it slowly. Before her, she faced serious illness issues, hidden dangers of the Xiao Zhou Dynasty, issues about the inexplicable fate between her and the protagonist, and finding out the true meaning of the system. Purpose……

One pile after another was listed in front of her, waiting for her to solve it one by one.

Outside Zhenbei Palace.

The reddish under Xiao Miyun's neck hadn't faded yet, after he walked out of the house, he turned his head to look at the plaque of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, and deeply remembered the words with gold on the black background, and walked away again.

Since she returned to the palace, except for the time when she went to court, she never said a word to Su Mingxiu in private. News came one after another that the king had left the capital.

That night.

It began to rain lightly in the capital city.

There is little rain in the north this year. This little rain made the little emperor who always thought about his people habitually open the window to look at it. Thinking of the agricultural knowledge he had acquired, he hoped that the rain would be heavier so that people could get more water in the fields. , On the one hand, I was a little worried that it would become a continuous drizzle, soaking the roots of the crops in the field.

The rain curtain fell from the eaves like pearls. She looked up and vaguely saw a black shadow approaching from afar.

Thinking of the Xuanyi that Su Mingxiu loves more, Xiao Miyun was in a daze for a moment, and tried to open his eyes wide, trying to see the figure of the future person more clearly, and even leaned forward unconsciously, the broken hair on his forehead was all over the place. Wet by wind-blown rain.

but……

When the figure got closer and closer, her shoulders suddenly slumped.

Oh.

It's General Sun.

She watched Sun Feiyan and other people from a distance, and looked away. Someone in the palace heard the movement in the palace, put on her coat lightly, and asked her in a low voice if she was not feeling well, and if she wanted to call the imperial physician, and waited to find out After the emperor said nothing, he bowed his head and quietly retreated not far away.

Xiao Miyun suddenly called "General Sun" out of the window, and Sun Feiyan, who was communicating with his colleagues, heard it, and walked towards her quickly, the armor was covered with water curtains, and when he got close, he thought the emperor had something I want to tell you something, but I heard the tall and tall emperor ask in a low voice:

"Starting from the capital, where is King Zhenbei's march now?"

Sun Feiyan was a little strange, Xiao Miyun should have known about this.After all, several high-ranking officials in the Palace of Qinzheng knew all about the battles of the Zhenbei Army, and this naturally couldn't be hidden from the emperor who is now gradually gaining power.

But she answered truthfully.

Xiao Miyun gave a soft "Oh" and asked again, "Is it raining there too?" Would Su Mingxiu ride a horse, or take her car?

If it rains, will that frail body keep warm?

The young emperor tasted the taste of love for the first time, but he couldn't get it. He found that he had understood all the tossing and turning in those clichés overnight, and he couldn't sleep all night.

It is clear that she used to look down on these passionate types the most.

Who knows that the self who thinks he is ruthless is also so affectionate, even if he is passionate, he is also dedicated, even if he is a kind of love, he is also the most stupid type.

- Obsessed with people who do not love themselves.

Thinking of this, she curled her lips in a self-deprecating manner, and lowered her eyes.

After Jiji, the girl who draws almost every day looks like a willow in early spring, and she unconsciously has a graceful posture. Under the thick red walls and green tiles, occasionally glimpses can make people suffocate like being taken away.

But people with such a color do not know what kind of appearance they have, and they still miss the people who have gone away.

Sun Feiyan couldn't answer this answer, she just kept her eyebrows in order, stood outside the window in the rain, waited for a long time, and heard Xiao Miyun asked softly, "Am I stupid?"

Knowing that Su Mingxiu wouldn't care, she unilaterally treated the other party coldly here.Apart from causing his own thoughts to grow wildly, it has no lethality to the other party.

maybe.

Su Mingxiu would be secretly happy that she was finally free from this troublesome spirit.

"The emperor is wise." General Sun, who heard her self-deprecation, could only reply in this way.

Xiao Miyun let out a snort from his nasal cavity, shook his head, turned around and walked back to the palace, but he didn't allow the palace guards to close the window, just listening to the sound of the pattering rain, he couldn't sleep until dawn-

As soon as King Zhenbei left the capital, the news came back much slower, and the booklets from the first few days were sent every three to five days.

However, with the failure of epidemic control, local turmoil was reported, and after the Zhenbei Army suppressed it, less news was sent to the capital.

Recently, Xiao Miyun frequently invited the imperial physician who gave her a peace pulse, but no matter how many soothing medicines were prescribed, she still couldn't fall asleep.

Early this morning.

When she heard that there was no news of the epidemic in the north when she went to court, her eyelids began to twitch continuously, but when she saw that there were only whitewashed peace-pleasers from all over the place, she felt a block in her heart.

In the evening, the red clouds in the sky were particularly bright, and the imperial palace in the capital city was very beautifully illuminated. Someone handed the note into the palace, and the palace man handed it to her. Wang Shan bowed his waist and listened to her, whispering A message from the eunuch accompanying the army.

"Half a day ago, King Zhenbei moved into the area that was burned separately and separated from the plague patients, and ordered that no one in the army should be allowed to step in."

The eyelids of the person sitting on the dragon chair twitched, and he squeezed the note in his palm into a ball in an instant. He tried to control his voice, and asked calmly, "Is King Zhenbei sympathetic to the patients? Or do you want to lead by example? Stabilize people's hearts?"

Wang Dan looked at her expression, thinking of the emperor's thoughts, he lowered his head and dared not make a sound.

Instead, Xiao Miyun patted the armrest with his palm and said angrily, "Speak!"

The great eunuch sighed in his heart, and bit the bullet to tell the truth: "The servant guessed... King Zhenbei was also infected—"

"Shut up! Who allows you to make such random guesses!"

"Damn the slave."

Wang Dan knelt down numbly, the words of punishment came to his lips, he closed his eyes and felt that he was really a bit back today.

But the content of this note is too important to pass through other people's hands. It's a small matter for him to blame, but a big crime for deceiving others.

"Get out! Get out!"

Xiao Miyun threw the cup to the ground, and when he heard the sound of the palace door closing, he collapsed on the back of the chair, raising his hand to cover the brow bone. Under the shadow of his palm, two lines of crystals were soon stained on his chin.

Tick, tick.

The noble gold thread of the emperor's uniform was stained with traces.But she couldn't take it into consideration at all, let this emotion release for a long time, and suddenly made the next decision.

She is leaving the palace.

Whether Su Mingxiu is alive or dead, she has to see it with her own eyes.

The emperor is supreme in the mortal world, controlling life, killing, and seizing power. She Xiao Miyun is not sure, but wants to see which blind black and white impermanence dares to hook Xiao Zhou's soul of killing the god away?