She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

Ten Wan tilted his square head and scratched his neck with his hind paws, "What time is it?"

Qiao Zhenzhen was speechless for a moment. This internship leader felt unreliable.

Did you treat this mission as a trip to watch the fun?

If the mission fails, the world will collapse, taking her with her to pieces!

"Oh oh oh, I remembered, the timing...yes, the timing!" Ten Wan Busan waved the cat's paw in the air a few times, his furry face easily concealing his guilty expression due to his unprofessionalism.

An electronic screen unfolded before it.

Quickly browse the time node, confirm it and say: "There is still some time, but it is time for us to return to Mo's house."

I would rather wait a little longer. If I miss the key node, the world will be over.

Ten Wan put away the screen and walked to the gate of Chunhui Hall. Qiao Zhenzhen followed closely behind. After the white light, one person and one cat returned to Xuefuyuan.

The maidservants hurriedly passed by in the corridor of the main room, and Mother Sun's shouts and orders could be heard in the room.

After a while, Mo Yuying, who was freshly dressed, was helped out by the maids. Thick powder was applied on her face to cover up the traces of the previous fight with Mo Tingjin.

A soft sedan came hurriedly outside Xuefu Courtyard, and Mo Yuying was helped up.

A group of people cheered and walked quickly to the outer courtyard.

Qiao Zhenzhen and Ten Wan looked at each other and followed everyone in a tacit understanding.

Arriving at the central hall in the front yard, the place was already crowded with people and the incense tables were all in place.

Mo Yuying was the last to arrive. As soon as the soft sedan landed, several maids stepped forward and carefully helped her out, half-carrying and half-supporting her to Mrs. Mo's side.

Mrs. Mo gently wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Mo Yuying closed her eyes and leaned against the nanny.

Qiao Zhenzhen walked among the crowd, trying to recognize faces according to her position.

There was a middle-aged man in a purple round-collared robe among the crowd, and he immediately caught her eye.

It was like a spring breeze blowing on my face.

It truly makes people realize what it means to have picturesque features and rich postures, and to make a room full of glory because of one person. Although he has a short beard on his lips, it does not detract from his beauty.

Just looking at it is so pleasing to the eye that you don't want to look away.

The gentle smile diluted the beautiful but slightly aggressive appearance.

He was conversing happily with the angel who announced the decree. He was neither flattering nor arrogant.

Zhenzhen couldn't help but shake her head in admiration, "There is no such thing as stunning appearance for no reason. From this point of view, the supporting actress is only eight points better than her father."

Facing such a gorgeous father, I don't know how amazing the appearance of the male protagonist in her novel can make Mo Yuying so obsessed and paranoid.

"Is this person so good-looking?"

As a cat, Ten Thousand has a natural disadvantage in judging human appearance, but it does not give up expressing its own opinions.

"I don't think he's strong enough."

The body should be strong, the mouth should not be slanted, and the hair should be thick.

These three points are very important.

Qiao Zhenzhen glanced at it with disgust, "He is a civil servant."

Scratching his neck, he gave a perfunctory compromise, "Okay - you are human, you have the final say."

Distracted by this, she thought of business. As expected, beauty can be misleading.

"This should be the eldest brother of the female partner."

Qiao Zhenzhen pointed at the young man standing next to Mr. Mo. He was about twenty years old, tall and straight, with a blue shirt and black boots with arrow sleeves. He was neatly dressed and had a pair of piercing tiger eyes that looked like Mrs. Mo. He was not like Mr. Mo. Father and son are more like brothers.

Mo Tingjin was also there, but he hid far away and did not approach his father.

The scratches on the face were also covered with powder.

"Both brothers look like their mother, but only Mo Yuying looks like his father." Qiao Zhenzhen expressed regret, and then analyzed: "This should be the reason why she is favored by her parents."

"Isn't this your setting? The female protagonist is spoiled by her parents."

"It's my setting, but now that the world is complete, it will have its own internal logic."

Qiao Zhenzhen moved to Mrs. Mo's place.

"You told me not to despise the world I created. From now on, when we live here, I will no longer be able to decide victory or defeat with just a few words. It is a good thing that the world is logical, and everyone's behavior will be reasonable. Rather than being weird and confusing, it’s just because the plot requires it.”

"I see."

Ten Thousand is relieved that its first mission target is a normal person with brains.

"I once heard a senior talk about a world he had experienced. People in that world were so fragile. They betrayed and turned evil at every turn. They fell in love without knowing why, and then tortured them again and again, to the point of death. He said that the mission was particularly difficult to complete!”

"The turn of the conflict is particularly abrupt, isn't it?"

For the needs of the plot, it is not shabby.

"Yeah, they're all a little crazy."

I hope everyone in this world is normal.

Qiao Zhenzhen looked at the upright-looking woman next to Mrs. Mo, who was already pregnant, and said, "This may be the sister-in-law of the female partner."

She looks quite decent, with one hand subconsciously protecting her belly. She is estimated to be about five months pregnant.

Ten Thousand Mao walked to the woman's feet, looked up and observed, "It should be so."

In addition to the female protagonist and male protagonist, it can accurately position the important female supporting characters and male supporting characters.

It can't tell the difference between others. When it comes to looking at humans, Qiao Zhenzhen's experience should be more reliable.

Lord Mo looked around the hall and saw that everyone was here. He cupped hands with the leading angel and walked to the center of the hall.

Everyone consciously silenced their voices, lined up in order, and knelt down one after another.

The angel took out the imperial edict from the red lacquer square box held by the attendant beside him and read it out.

"The Emperor is entrusted with the destiny of heaven, and the edict reads: I have heard that Mo Yuying, the daughter of Mo Qingyang, the Minister of Civil Affairs, is of good nature, gentle and respectful. I am very pleased to hear that. Now there is Han Qichen, the prince of Dingguo Gong, who is already weak in age. They are valuable, and when they are ready for marriage, they should choose a virtuous girl to match them. Mo Yuying is waiting in the boudoir. This is a match made in heaven, and for the beauty of adulthood, Mo Yuying is specially given to be Han Qichen's wife. The two families choose an auspicious day to get married. Appreciate this. Thank you——”

"Long live Long live Long live."

Everyone kowtowed and gave thanks.

Mo Yuying was held between the two maids to keep herself from collapsing to the ground. She closed her eyes tightly and her teeth were almost broken. In addition, she was still feverish, her head and body were heavy, and she was dizzy.

This imperial edict was like a heavy hammer, hitting her so hard that she almost lost her soul on the spot.

Mo Qingyang raised his hands to respectfully receive the imperial edict, stood up calmly, and enshrined the edict on the incense table with his own hands.

Everyone rose up.

After Mrs. Mo got up, she immediately turned to look at her daughter.

Seeing that Mo Yuying was still limp on the ground, he quickly stepped forward to help her up. He didn't dare to show his worry on his face. He turned sideways and whispered to Aunt Xin, signaling the attendants to quickly send Mo Yuying back to the courtyard.

After announcing the decree, you have to be polite as usual.

Mo Qingyang asked if he wanted to stay for a cup of tea and rest before returning to the palace.

The chief steward of Mo Mansion presented the purse at the side.

Everyone understood it tacitly, and the young leader Angel declined with a smile while putting his wallet in his sleeves smoothly.