The fake daughter-in-law holds the script of Long Aotian

"Emperors of all dynasties have worked and lived in Lushui Palace. Why does His Majesty live in the palace now?"

"I heard that she killed the late emperor and gained the throne unfairly. She feels guilty and is afraid that the late emperor will seek revenge on her!"

"You are crazy! However, it is true that after His Majesty came to the throne, the empire has been in chaos. Dukes, princes and nobles are killed at will as if they don't want money. There are also civilian rebels who are causing chaos. Now the prices are ridiculously high. Every year is really getting worse. .”

"Didn't you watch the news? The masked leader of the rebel army was killed by a collapsed building! You will never guess her identity. Telling her will scare you to death! Nafanaya's only daughter, Grace Nafanaya ! It is said that he was protecting a little girl before he died, but it was a pity that he died together."

"The heir to the grand duke! He actually lowered his status and mingled with the untouchables. What's the point? Maybe he was seduced by a common man and ran away with him. What kind of politics does a woman know? That is to say, it's just a public face. guise."

"His Majesty is asking the head of the family, Delphina, to plead guilty. Nafanaya is finished this time. Let's just say that women in power do bad things. I'm not telling you that our Majesty has a very unique personality..."

……

What are these things? It’s so noisy...

As soon as Shen Mian fell asleep, she heard this bunch of incomprehensible and messy things.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the magnificent but empty pavilions and pavilions. The cold wind in autumn stirred up the withered red leaves and made a whistling sound. The sky was dim and gloomy, with an unreasonable desolation and no life at all.

Shen Mian's consciousness came to the owner of the palace, the [tourist] sitting on the throne.

The man kneeling in front of her is Xu Tan.

It was evening, and the hall was very dark. The only light source was a candlestick held by the traveler, which illuminated a corner of the hall.

[Passenger] was wearing a thick black robe with gold edges, and her face was extremely pale framed by a fur collar. However, her eyes were gorgeous, rich and brilliant gold, like flowing flames.

Compared to [Passenger] who is afraid of cold and tight in autumn and winter OOTD, Xu Tan's clothes are quite cool and not masculine - but none of the men in Shen Mian's dream are masculine.

The thin white shirt was half-covered and half-exposed, with not a single button properly buttoned. The white flesh had new wounds stacked on top of old ones, giving it a miserable and gratuitous beauty.

The candlestick in the passenger's hand was tilted slightly, very close to his face, and it felt like it would burn his eyes in the next second. The melted candle liquid dripped drop by drop under his eyes, and quickly solidified due to the temperature difference, like Dark golden tears.

Xu Tan seemed to feel no pain at all, his cheeks turned a thin red with excitement, and his dark purple eyes were misty.

"The Royal Council rejected your proposal to open the tombs of Emperor Aslan and the late emperor," Xu Tan's voice was light and airy. "According to all currently known information, black dragon transformation is a completely irreversible one-way process."

"I failed to complete the order because I am incompetent. Please punish me, Master."

Shen Mian didn't really want to see it, but he was amazed.

What does that advertisement say, "Your M energy is beyond your imagination?"

However, [Passenger] raised his head and looked straight in the direction of Shen Mian's consciousness.

Golden light floated in her eyes.

But for a moment.

The crazy, cruel and indifferent eyes turned into the frivolous and slightly bored look that Shen Mian was more familiar with.

The [Passenger] whom Shen Mian knew was a success.

[Passenger] kicked Xu Tan away, stood up, stretched out his hand and pulled into the void.

Shen Mian's consciousness gained entity and stood beside [Passenger].

"Do you want him to perform something for you?" [Passenger] said briskly, "A restricted-level performance by a monarch is rare. You've already come here, so you're welcome."

Shen Mian raised his hands in surrender: "Thank you Bu Min, let's get down to business."

"What's going on, little girl, you can't play games without a strategy forum, can you?"

"Stop talking, I don't care, a friend of mine is going to be sweating."

[Passenger] was in a good state of mind, even a little relaxed, and it instantly dispelled the chilling feeling of the woman who had just been sitting on the throne.

Xu Tan was still kneeling on the ground, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes narrowed, as if he was unaware of everything in front of him.

She walked in the palace and commented with great interest: "I have always had good taste. At this time, the Queen should probably hand over the 'Lamp Holder' to you."

Shen Mian thought to himself: Isn't this a coincidence? It happened this afternoon.

She casually introduced the topic: "Can Xu Tan believe it?"

[Passenger] turned his head to look at her and laughed out loud:

"Would you use the word 'trust' to a dog? He will bark at whoever is his master. He can help you deal with shady things. All you have to do is to abandon him or him. Before it becomes useless, try to maximize its value."

"As for whether he will betray you or whether he will betray you, don't worry, Shen Xuan. I mean that the Queen had trained him well before she handed him over to you. The so-called personality, personality, self-esteem, and even All human nature has been polished away.”

"You can think of him as a housekeeping robot disguised as a human. I don't like people who are inhumane, but in many cases, the existence of such people is necessary."

Shen Mian complained: "Is the flirting also a disguise?"

"That's not to say... just think of this as an old problem with the old machine." [Passenger] smiled, "But you can be a little nicer to him occasionally, but he won't be able to stand it, and will cry and beg you to abuse him, and... It’s kind of interesting.”

"This kind of instruction manual is completely unnecessary!"

Xu Tan still knelt there quietly, listening to the two men jokingly commenting on him, but there was a faint rise and fall in his chest, showing a little bit of the breath of a living person.

[Passenger] shrugged: "Okay, let me see what other popular online creatures you brought me."

That's a lot.

Shen Mian sorted it out for a while and felt that it was easy to talk about other things. Currently, there were two completely unanswered questions. One was what interest relationship the epileptic father Gu Xingliu had with her, and the other was what attitude the queen had towards her.

These two people are both in high positions and cannot be eliminated physically, and investigation is impossible.

Before that, though.

"What you said, I brought it to Jellyfish, and I made a contract with her. Do I want to paraphrase her answer?"

[Passenger] said calmly: "No need, our story is over."

Ok.

Shen Mian did not waste time. However, when she was about to say "Gu Xingliu" or "Antonia", even if it was just one word, there was an invisible resistance that prevented her from speaking out.

Your sense of the world is quite broad!

[Passenger] looked at her and smiled: "Why don't you try to draw some symbols with referential meaning?"

It is indeed a solution.

Shen Mian nodded and looked around the room for anything that could leave traces.

[Passenger] said: "Don't bother, just wait."

Her eyes narrowed, and a dark red sword appeared in her hand.

The shape and material of this long sword are extremely strange, as if it were made from heaven. What is even more magical is that there is a drop of blood flowing slowly on the groove of the central axis of the sword body.

Shen Mian blinked: "Your sword...is it fading?"

The color didn't fade, so I scratched it on the floor! I don’t know if I can use powers in dreams...

[Passenger] glanced at her, then stabbed Xu Tan below the heart with a sword, and quickly pulled it out. The movement was extremely fast, but it still brought out a splash of blood.

Xu Tan didn't say a word.

[Passenger] threw the long sword dripping with blood into Shen Mian's hand: "Use this and draw."

Shen Mian sighed: "The monarch's arterial blood should be the most expensive ink I have ever used in my life."

Although she said this, her hands did not stop.

Then, Shen Mian found that he couldn't write his name, and he couldn't even put pen to paper.

In the end, she had no choice but to draw a five-pointed star, hoping that this abstract art would make [the passengers] understand.

"The brothers from the Temple of Light?"

Shen Mian nodded wildly.

[Passenger] said lazily: "We slept together. My brother is like a doll, and my brother is a crazy man. They seem to use me as a substitute..."

Shen Mian was shocked: "How come there is still substitute literature? How can this be tolerated?"

[Passenger] looked at her strangely: "I only care about their bodies. I don't care what they think. It's better to say that there is someone in my heart and rush to deliver it to me. Isn't this kind of self-indulgence more interesting?" ?"

"……forget it."

"In my position, I didn't light up the branch line of investigating the Holy See at all, so I don't know much about them. Most of the information comes from my observations during my travels."

[Passenger] went back to the topic: "The Holy See has been thinking about it, or it's a big deal. These two brothers are unqualified products. The experiment seems to be related to the origin. You can investigate it."

"My younger brother has a close cooperation relationship with [Tianxing Youchang], and my death is weakly related to him."

"Also," [Passenger]'s expression suddenly became serious, "Don't fight him to the death when you don't have enough ability, you will die."

Shen Mian complained: "How refreshing, as long as someone stronger than me fights to the death with me, won't I have to die?"

[Passenger] shook his head and didn't say much.

The temple epilepsy public talk has come to an end.

Shen Mian was slightly hesitant, should he ask the Queen?

Their world lines were different from the beginning. [Passenger] grew up under the wings of the Queen, and the Queen treated them very differently probably because of emotional factors.

According to Shen Mian Lily, the young [Tourist] admired and respected the Queen very much, but according to the chats just made by the palace people, the Queen died at the hands of the [Tourist]...

[Passenger] looked at her, his golden eyes shining with understanding: "Want to ask Shen Xuan?"

"Ask her what her plans are for you, whether they are good or bad, and can you eat the bait she spills without worry? Will she wait until you grow up and then cut you into minced meat and eat it as a snack? "

Shen Mian complained: "Why did you steal all my lines?"

"She won't kill you," [Passenger] looked out the window, his eyes cold and far-reaching. "You can eat her bait with confidence. If you ask for the empire from her, she won't refuse."

"What she wants from you and me is the realization of even more illusory fantasies."

"As for what it is, I won't tell you. You have to experience and feel it yourself. Don't let my preconceptions affect your decision."

"In my sixteen years of time traveling, I never left her sight for a moment, even after she was killed by me," the woman with golden eyes said slowly, "I thought I would hate her forever... However, I Now I realize that I miss her a little bit, but only a little.”

The emotion in these words is much more real than what Long Aotian said about her harem.

Shen Mian was in awe.

"As I get older, I just like to reminisce about the past, and I am not in the mood to play guessing games with you." [Passenger] regained his scornful expression, "Ask the last question, I am about to embark on a new journey."

Shen Mian paused, hesitated for a moment, and then wrote a number on the ground——

"28"

[Passenger] and all Shen Mian's common death node may also be hers.

[Passenger] didn't look surprised, he just raised his eyebrows and said, "The progress of your investigation is pretty good."

...It's all caused by the system.

"No, aren't you afraid that my experience as a BE madman will lead you into a ditch?"

Shen Mian still retains a little hope: "Have you seen HE during your travels? Even once?"

[Passenger]’s answer is straightforward and despairing:

"Not once."

Shen Mian surrendered completely: "Just pretend I didn't ask."

"However, during my limited travels, I can give you a guess, but it is not guaranteed to be correct," [Traveller] said thoughtfully, "No matter how many abilities you have, it involves [The Ninth Law] and [The [-]th Law]. "Ten Methods] Important decisions should be pushed back if possible. It is better to suppress your strength than to do it rashly. The water is deep here and you cannot control it."

Shen Mian lied about his own situation. According to [Passenger], for [Dark Blue Old Covenant], don’t rush to transform into a black dragon two or three times; for [Imperial Power Bone Dice], you need to put the order in which the two abilities are copied. at the end.

She wrote it down silently.

"Then, I'll leave and see you again if we have the chance." [Passenger] had a calm and unrestrained look on his body. "Should I send you away directly, or do you want to see it again? Let me declare in advance that I won't care about anything I see that may cause psychological distress. Will be responsible."

Shen Mian was silent.

[Passenger] tilted his head in confusion: "What's going on? Your eyes seem to be waiting for something?"

Shen Mian probed: "So, isn't getting a tattoo or branding your name a necessary part of the process? Is it just your special hobby? It turns out you are really shaking!"

The one who was silent this time was [Passenger].

She showed an unfriendly smile: "Since you asked the question sincerely, I will mercifully provide you with some additional services. It will be considered a worthwhile trip for you."

"……do not!"

However, it was too late.

The next moment, the long sword in Shen Mian's hand dissipated and condensed into the [Passenger's] hand again.

She took a step forward and lifted Xu Tan's chin with the edge of her sword. The cold light rubbed a streak of blood on his throat. However, the man with long iris-colored hair showed no fear or hesitation in his eyes and just knelt there obediently.

"Everywhere else is injured, so it can still be used here."

Under Shen Mian's dead-eye gaze, [Passenger] moved his wrist, and a cold light flashed, carving a bloody word "Shen" on the left side of Xu Tan's face.

The font is so familiar that Shen Mian won’t feel embarrassed.

[Passenger] asked: "How is it?"

Shen Mian didn't want to speak.

[Passenger] chuckled lightly, turned to face Xu Tan, moved the bloody sword edge to his lips, and ordered: "Come, taste what your own blood tastes like."

Xu Tan's figure trembled slightly and lowered his head.