Anti-Quick Transmigration System: Black-bellied male god, please take the move!

Chapter 292 Princess Qingguo: With Lan Ge, I Don’t Envy Longevity 36
The handsome and extraordinary young emperor and the charming and gentle girl seem to have just come back from the palace. They are holding an umbrella together. The man holding the umbrella is bowing his head and saying something to the smiling girl beside him. The umbrella was mostly on top of the girl's head, so that half of her clothes were soaked by the rain without even noticing it.

The rainwater falling from the sky falls on the ice surface. The ice layer on the ground that is frozen all year round is thick and difficult to melt, but the rainwater makes the road surface with deep ice layer even more slippery.

The girl accidentally slipped and nearly fell while walking, but fortunately, the boy beside her helped her steady.

It seemed that there were only two of them left in this vast world.

Tianci frowned and looked at the two walking forward with a smile, and turned his eyes to the people around him with a bit of worry.

Lan Ge turned to look at him indifferently, as if asking what he wanted to say.

He was looked at by her candid eyes, but he didn't know what he was going to say.say what?Ask her if she will be sad?The words came to my lips but I didn't know how to say them, and finally turned into a sentence: "It's a coincidence."

"Unfortunately." She smiled and closed the window, but saw that the man who was still smiling at Lin Miaoke suddenly raised his eyes and looked in the direction of her window. She turned around and walked to the table to sit down: "The way back to the palace is not easy. Not only this one, he chose this path because he wanted me to see it.”

"then you……"

"So what if you can see it, so what if you can't see it. I have never tried death escape, so I don't know whether there is really no main mission in the punishment plane after death escape, or..." She picked up the teapot on the side and filled it for him: "I once encountered a plane. I originally thought it had no main mission. Later, I accidentally discovered that there was a hidden main mission in that plane. It just needed to meet some hidden prerequisites. Only then can you receive the mission.”

"You said so much...how do you want me to help you?"

"Master really understands the disciple's thoughts best." She hurriedly smiled and handed the tea cup in her hand to him: "The disciple really can't do this, only the master can help."

"I would like to hear the details." Regardless of the flattering title she brought up, he smiled helplessly.

"I want to know, if Lin Miaoke really came here through time travel, what is my story with her, when did I die, and why did I die?"

The smile on Tianci's lips faded away after hearing this, and he put down the cup: "Even if I go, she will probably only tell me the wrong direction. She treats you..."

"Of course I know it, so I feel that if I ask this matter, I will not get any real results. You just need to pay attention to some things. As for whether you can find out by asking...you can do whatever you want."

Tian Ci pursed his lips, but did not respond.

She originally thought that between her and Lan Yuan, since Lan Yuan had promised not to set foot in her bedroom, she could live in peace, but little did she know that Lan Yuan didn't think so.

From time to time, the idle emperor would find some weird reasons to invite her to his palace.

One day when the weather was fine, he called the artist to his study on the grounds that the artist wanted to draw a picture of the female family members in the palace.

She wanted to find a reason to push the matter away, but the father-in-law who came to look for him said that all the women in the palace had been painted, and she was the only one missing. She had to hand over the painting today no matter what.

Lan Ge was helpless, so he followed him to the imperial study, sat down beside a tree outside the study, and told the artist to start painting.

Unexpectedly, the idle emperor said that the weather was fine, and he also moved the scroll desk outside the house, sat leisurely beside the painter and then did not leave.

(End of this chapter)