Help! The system forces me to support a man to become a royal concubine

Mo Yuan and Chen Xingyao looked at each other, and there was a barely perceptible hint of "teasing" in their eyes.

Without even thinking about it, they were still digesting what Song Qian had just said.

Song Qian cleared his throat: "Let's talk business, those things have nothing to do with you."

Seeing that Mo Yuanwu’s mouth was about to stretch to his ears, Song Qian decided to cut his losses in time and correct their thinking!

Hearing Song Qian's serious expression return to his normal state, Mo Yuan came back to his senses from his gossip, clasped his hands together, and bowed respectfully.

"We have just finished talking about the serious matters."

"..." Song Qian thought, is that it?

Song Qian held his forehead, feeling a little more embarrassed.

"Of course I'm worried about you." Chen Xingyao spoke for him.

Song Qian sneered lightly: "I think you are curious about how we escaped danger."

It seemed that what he said touched the heart of both of them. Mo Yuan became even more silent, not daring to say another word.

After bidding farewell to the two lurking people, Song Qian took a cloth bag and walked back to the inn. He pretended to buy things that girls would need for their period, but in fact, the bag only contained a large piece of Mo Yuan's underwear that he had just pulled off, a dagger for self-defense and some straw.

I thought those people from southern Xinjiang would never come out of the guest room again, but when Song Qian was about to go back to his room, someone came out of the guest room next door.

He called out to Song Qian: "Stop, what are you holding in your hand?"

Song Qian's eyes flashed with coldness, but he lowered his head so that the people from Southern Xinjiang would not notice him. Then he put on a gentle smile and said, "I bought this for my wife."

"Oh?" The man from southern Xinjiang knew that Song Qian was going out to buy this thing, but he seemed to have a sudden decision and did not intend to let Song Qian take Yun Fu directly.

Song Qian became alert and felt that something was wrong. Could it be that he wanted to check it out?

But the cloth bag was filled with hay and the dagger that he had brought on a whim.

Yun Fu, who was in the room, heard the conversation between the two people outside and heard that Song Qian was reluctant to open the bag. She had a hunch that there might be something in it that couldn't be seen by the people of southern Xinjiang?

The two of them were in a stalemate outside the room. The man from Southern Xinjiang also discovered the trick and wanted to snatch the things from Song Qian's hand during the conversation: "Are you hiding something that shouldn't be hidden?"

"It seems inappropriate for you to open this. This is something I bought for my wife." Song Qian couldn't contain his inner anger.

Even if he didn't lie to them, these people from southern Xinjiang could not pry into his and Yun Fu's privacy at will.

As if with telepathy, Yun Fu knew that she had to help him escape danger.

She hurriedly called the little egg: "Come out!"

After being called again and again, the little egg just woke up and murmured: "What happened again?"

"Help! Didn't you hear me? A standoff has already started outside."

"What?" The little egg immediately perked up and took a nap, and they were in trouble again.

Through detection with the small egg, a dagger was found hidden in the bag.

Yun Fu sighed helplessly. Song Qin was usually very strict, but tonight he seemed to be forced to lower his intelligence. He knew clearly that there were people from Southern Xinjiang in the guest room next door, but he still took the risk of bringing a dagger.

Yun Fu could only continue to beg the little egg, after all, it was the only one here who could help Song Qian escape danger.

"Host, let me think about it."

While Xiao Jidan was thinking, several other people from southern Xinjiang heard the voices of the two people, and they all stuck their heads out and came to the center of the corridor to confront Song Qian.

At the same time, Little Egg came up with a solution. Yun Fu saw two balls of green light appear in her hands: "What is this?"

"You just need to touch the cloth bag with your hands, and the things you don't want in the bag will disappear, and the things you want will also appear in the bag." Little Egg explained.

After hearing this, Yun Fu opened the door at lightning speed and then pretended to have a stomachache.

"My husband went to buy the things I need for menstrual water. If you don't believe me, I'll show you." As she said this, Yun Fu took the cloth bag from Song Qian's hand, who was looking surprised.

Song Qian was about to stop her, but when she opened it, she found some cotton and silk inside.

"Huh..." He looked at Yun Fu in surprise, not understanding how the bag of hay and dagger turned into cotton in her hands.

When the people from southern Xinjiang saw this scene, their faces turned pale and blue.

There was no time to explain to Song Qian, so he accompanied Yun Fu in the whole act and walked to the side of the man with confidence: "I already said that it is my wife's personal belongings, and I must let my wife open it personally to prove it."

After saying this, Song Qian took Yun Fu's hand and went back to the room, closing the door loudly.

Seeing the people outside gradually disperse, Song Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief: "What method did you use just now? How come the things inside suddenly disappeared?"

"Actually this..." Yun Fu knew that she couldn't reveal her identity yet, but Song Qian had seen the whole magical scene, and she didn't know how to explain it.

"Actually, this is just a trick." Yun Fu said this while the magical power given to her by the little egg had not yet run out. She stretched her hands behind her back and restored the item.

The dagger and hay turned back to normal. Song Qin couldn't believe his eyes: "But they just turned into cotton?"

Yun Fu knew that he would not believe it, so she placed the dagger and hay on his chest, and with the help of the rouge on her body, she put on a big show for Song Qian.

Yun Fu explained awkwardly that her rouge was a psychedelic fragrance, and people who inhaled the fragrance would see what they saw as what the user wanted everyone to see.

"You have such a magical thing?" Song Qian was obviously skeptical, but Yun Fu could only explain it this way.

For some reason, she always felt that Song Qian was constantly staring at her, as if her little trick was about to be exposed.

Yun Fu closed her eyes, waiting for the judgment to come, but she didn't expect that a pair of big hands would encircle her small hands in the next second: "I worry too much. My wife is the smartest. It makes sense for her to have such a miraculous medicine."

After saying that, Song Qian leaned Yun Fu's head on his shoulder. Looking at the man's satisfied smile, Yun Fu couldn't help but twitch her lips. Even the little egg in the dark was speechless: "Are all men in love like this?"

Only Yun Fu could hear what Xiao Jidan said, and her face suddenly turned red like a ripe peach.

Song Qian felt the blush on Yun Fu's face and looked at her lovingly. Yun Fu felt as if she had fallen into a pool of spring water.

"Wake up, please, you are here to help him reach a high position!" Little Egg's words woke Yun Fu up from her dream.

In an instant, Yun Fu left Song Qian's strong shoulders like a spring. She had not yet fully enjoyed this solid embrace.

Seeing Yun Fu's change of mind towards him, a hint of subtle disappointment flashed in Song Qian's eyes.

Seeing this, Yun Fu didn't say much, but just reminded: "It's getting late, we should go to bed as we have important things to do tomorrow morning."