The copy NPCs are all my homie [Original God + Unlimited]

The Bingdi lotus and mandarin ducks embroidered with gold threads glowed faintly under the shade of red candles. The white jade-like body was tightly wrapped in the brocade quilt, and the snow color slightly revealed in the deep red was extraordinarily pure.

Ying actually didn't expect things to develop like this.

In the evening when she entered the palace, she was thrown into a hot spring pool made of jade by a group of maids in a daze, and she was pushed down by a group of people several times.After washing it inside and out, and using balm and hair oil, she struggled several times to no avail, so she simply gave up.After cleansing his face, he was wrapped naked in a red brocade quilt, packed and sent to the emperor's bedroom.

Yaofang's temples are golden, and the sound of candles condenses jade fat.

Only the sound of the bead curtain being pulled came from a distance, it should be that the emperor has returned.Ying felt a little apprehensive, not sure what to do for a while, so she could only hold back her hand that was about to move, and stared straight at the top of the dragon bed curtain.

Even the top of the curtain is embroidered with an imposing dragon.The appearance of this dragon is somewhat similar to that of the ancestor Fashe, with its eyes half-opened and half-closed, revealing a majesty.

The sound of footsteps on the floor tiles was getting closer.Ying watched the tall figure walking towards her through the shadowy gauze curtain.

The slender fingers stretched into the gauze curtain, and with a slight hook, the curtain was lifted, and Ying and Zhongli met their eyes.

Zhongli's pupils shrank slightly, and his fingers paused, as if he didn't understand the situation in front of him.

The dragon, phoenix and red candle wicks on the bedside were flickering, and the light in the tent was even more intertwined and flickering, adding an extra bit of shyness that was still wanting to talk.

After a while, the clock moved.He gently lifted a corner of the quilt on Ying's body, and when his eyes touched the beautifully shaped collarbone, his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

His fingers accidentally rubbed against Ying's white neck, Ying trembled all over, and the itching pierced into her heart.

But at the moment of this touch, Ying suddenly found that there were two small characters next to Zhongli - "King".

Before Ying could figure it out, Zhongli started to move.

He lifted up the quilt that wrapped Ying, wrapped Ying's exposed shoulders inside, and covered her tightly.

A mellow voice sounded: "It's windy at night, don't be greedy for coolness."

Ying was a little moved for a moment.

Zhong Li seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and left with a wave of his hands.Immediately, the gauze curtains were piled back layer upon layer, shaking, revealing a layer of wave shadow.

Ying could only see figures outside the gauze tent who seemed to be rummaging for something.

After a while, the figure approached again.Zhong Li lifted the gauze curtain again, leaned half his body in, and put a white and large pajamas beside Ying.

"I don't have any clothes here for you to wear. This pajamas are only worn once, so you can use them first."

Then he straightened up: "I'm going to the side hall, you should have a good rest."

After finishing speaking, he gently extinguished the shadowy candlelight beside the bed, and the bedroom was plunged into darkness.

He reached out to help Ying tuck the corner of the quilt again, then turned and left the bedroom, leaving only the clear moonlight scattered on the ground through the carved wooden window.

Ying couldn't say a word.

Zhongli...as expected of him.What a nice guy.

The most sincere thoughts in Ying's heart.

However, the work schedule in this day and age is really a bit early, and Ying can't sleep now, so she plans to contact Gu Lang and ask her about the situation there.

She took out the card that Gu Lang gave her, it was a video calling card, and it could be used five times in total.

Gu Lang's figure appeared in midair.

When she saw Ying lying on her side on the couch with her shoulders propped up in the darkness, she fell silent suspiciously.

"You... are playing wilder and wilder."

After being silent for half a minute, Gu Lang finally choked out a word.

"That's not important." Ying waved her hand, and told Gu Lang that the word "King" appeared when Zhongli touched her just now.

"That's exactly what I want to say," Gu Lang nodded, "This should be the way to obtain the poems we want to achieve. I'm not lucky this time, and my identity is the lady of Shangshufu. The horse, and was trampled by the horse."

"It's okay!" Ying became nervous.

"I have props, so it's more convenient to heal injuries." Gu Lang raised his left hand, and Ying could clearly see that her left hand was covered with bandages.

"The point is, the moment the horse stepped on my hand, two words appeared next to it - 'horseshoe'. So I thought, if I touch something related to my target verse, it will appear in the verse What about the words?"

Ying didn't know what to say for a while.

This is not bad luck, this is good luck!In the first moment of crossing over, I came into contact with the items in the target verse, and discovered the rules through it.It can only be said that Ou Huang deserves to be Ou Huang.

Gu Lang continued: "So I tried to touch the poems with 'horseshoe' that I am more familiar with. For example, I touched a flower, and then the word 'flower' appeared. Then I thought, there are some abstract concepts Or is it a verb, is it enough to touch something related? I tried to touch my maid's eyes again, and I was right, and the word 'look' appeared."

"So..." Ying listened attentively.

"So I verified that my own verse should be-'The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.'"

The ancient language is resounding.

Ying couldn't help applauding.

"This poem was written after Meng Jiaozhong's number one scholar, so the way I complete my task is...to win the number one scholar exam, and then go to the streets to see flowers."

"Then I tried to help Frank find it," Gu Lang continued, "I tried some common imagery in poems, and I guessed it right. When he touched the bow, the word 'shot' appeared, and when he touched the arrow, The word "white feather" appeared at the time, and the word "golden saddle" appeared when it touched the saddle. So his target verse was, "sitting on the golden saddle and tuning Baiyu, shooting and killing Wu Danyu one after another." This is quite difficult. He also has to kill some barbarian leaders on the frontier."

"Then help me analyze it! What kind of poem might my king be?"

Ying became visibly excited.

Gu Lang was suspiciously silent again.Ying almost thought she was offline.

After another half a minute, she finally spoke: "When it comes to the king, the first poem in my mind is...'The spring night is bitter and the day is high, from now on the king will not go to court early'."

Ying's face froze immediately.

"This... this is not very good."

"You can verify it," Gu Lang said, "find some Coptis chinensis, see if there are any bitter characters, find something tall, and if it doesn't work, you can slip away and touch the hall in the morning, and you can verify it easily. Maybe it might be Famous and famous flowers are all over the country, and the two are happy, and the long king looks at it with a smile!"

"Don't talk about it," Ying feebly supported her forehead, "I think it's very likely that the spring night will be short, which is very in line with the way the dungeon has always treated me."

Gu Lang thought about what happened in the previous dungeons, and nodded in agreement.

"Okay!" Ying sighed. "I'll check it out tomorrow!"

Murphy's Law says that if there is a chance that things will go bad, no matter how small the chances are, it will always happen.

When Ying got the word "bitter" on Huanglian, she knew that she didn't have to try Zao Chao.

It is not a simple matter to make Zhongli not go to court early.Ying knows what kind of person Zhongli is.He values ​​the contract, which is his job, and he will definitely do it to the extreme.

Zhongli in the dungeon, as the emperor, must be a wise king who is diligent in governing and caring for the people.If you want such a person, don't go to...

Ying has a headache.

However, being as solid as a rock does not mean it is a real rock, Ying made up her mind to try hard.

It's just that if this dungeon is just such an ordinary strategy mission, it seems a bit wrong.Will the dungeon will deceive people?Is this copy really that simple?

Ying couldn't believe it.

In the evening, Ying asked the maid beside her and got advice.

So, she carried out a series of grooming and dressing up.

Golden jade flowers inlaid with tourmalines and green beads fluttered in the hair, exuding the brilliance like the shadow of the moon.A pink and white shirt is embroidered with silver acacia flowers, like a graceful hibiscus.She blinked at herself in the mirror and smiled again, satisfied.

She carried the food box and walked towards the main hall.

Only when the person at the door reported her arrival did she realize that she is now a beauty.But this kind of thing is nothing to Ying, she made a few words, straightened her steps, and walked in gracefully.

Holding a brush made of sapphire in his hand, Zhong Li was looking up at her.Seeing her coming in, the corners of Zhongli's lips curved slightly.

Could it be that he was very happy to see me?Ying was a little happy in her heart, it seemed that the strategy would be more convenient.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Li put down his pen and said, "You are not suitable for walking like this."

Ying cleared her throat, imitating the address the mother gave her just now, and asked tentatively, "How should the concubine walk?"

Zhong Li thought for a while: "Perhaps it should be rushing forward, walking quickly."

Ying thought about her daily running and sprinting in Tivat, and had to say that he was right.

"Hold the tired one, let's put it here." Zhong Li pointed to the empty space on the table, motioning for Ying to put down the food box.

"Why did His Majesty choose ministers and concubines to enter the palace? I heard that His Majesty has never left anyone's sign before."

"To be honest, I think you seem to have known each other before, maybe you are an old friend. Unfortunately, I can't remember." Zhong Li rubbed his brows, as if feeling a little tired, "Stop calling yourself a concubine, it sounds a little awkward."

Ying leaned over with a long wink and began to rub his temples.

"Your Majesty, you chose me to enter the palace, so I should fulfill the duties of concubine. How can you let Your Majesty sleep in the palace?"

"What do you mean?" Under Ying's massage, Zhongli relaxed slightly.

"I mean, let's live in your dormitory together." Fearing that he would refuse, Ying added, "In this way, I can give you a massage before going to bed so that you can sleep better."

I don't know if it was a little selfish, or he was really satisfied with Ying's massage technique, Zhongli actually agreed.

"Go to sleep."

Zhongli was lying on the outside of the dragon bed in an orderly manner, closing his eyes peacefully.

"Your Majesty doesn't need me to massage?" Ying asked, standing up.

"You are already very tired tonight, go to rest early."

Zhongli lay down straight, and replied lightly.

This is not the emperor but the monk!Ying gritted her teeth, lay down angrily, and began to doubt her own charm.

Because I knew Zhongli well, I didn't expect him to pounce on him. He couldn't do such a thing.But...you can't even take a look at it!

Suddenly, Ying froze.

The amulet on her body, which had never moved before, detected a supernatural creature that would generate heat, and the temperature suddenly rose sharply.

I knew that this dungeon was not that simple.

Ying closed her eyes, moved towards Zhongli's direction, and tightly held his hand with both hands.

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Happy birthday Mr. Zhongli!