Holding an ordinary script, pretending to be a god in various worlds

Back to the system space, the system is still sighing "I'm finally back".

Ling Xiao quickly chose to redeem his points for a product he had long been eyeing - a portable space.

The mall displays: portable space, soul binding, your best helper, and the string of numbers behind it is daunting.

Ling Xiao covered his ears before he could click the purchase button at lightning speed, and let out a shrill cry.

The integral number jumped from seven digits to six digits, and it still started with three.

Guangtuanzi rolled around on the ground, "Why should I buy a portable space? It's so expensive. Isn't a storage bag better?"

Ling Xiao said, "When we enter other worlds in the future, there will definitely be worldviews that are not much different. With a portable space, in addition to points, other materials can also be collected."

The rolling ball stopped, and it seemed right.

"For example, if we have space this time, we can collect a lot of gold, silver, treasures, rare medicinal materials and the like. Although the Lord God can also exchange them, why not take advantage of the bargain?"

The system is convinced.

Ling Xiao took this opportunity to ask "What is the next world for?"

Check the message and answer "It is also an ancient world. It is not difficult and is relatively simple. You will know the specific mission information after entering."

Since it is an ancient world, following the system's advice, I bought some gold, silver and various medicinal herbs to prepare for the Lord God's weird actions.

Because after entering the novice world, those who are promoted to official hosts will enter the mission world differently.

It could be wearing something, or simply specifying an identity, or using points to purchase different identities.

If the game starts off badly, these hard currencies such as gold and silver will be very useful.

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In the midsummer of July, the air seemed to be flowing with flames, and the sun was high in the sky, shining brightly on people's eyes.

Ling Xiao was carrying a tattered bag, walking with one foot deep and one foot shallow, his face covered in sweat.

I sat down under the shade of a roadside tree to rest. My whole body ached and my stomach was burning with hunger, making me irritable.

The refugees of all shapes and sizes on the official road looked as lifeless as mummies, and the only sounds were the painful wails and sobs.

Sweat dripped from his forehead and soaked his eyelashes. Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes, ignored the refugees who were staring at him eagerly, took out a piece of dry biscuit, stuffed it into his mouth and ate it in a few bites.

The refugees around were swallowing hard. They hadn't eaten for at least three days, but no one dared to snatch Ling Xiao's cake.

It’s not that no one has done it before, but the corpses of those who dared to rob were infested with maggots.

"Why did my power completely disappear?"

Ling Xiao asked depressedly. Although she could kill a strong man with one blow, every aspect of her body had returned to the level of an ordinary woman.

So even though there was money in the space, she didn't dare to take it out to spend it, otherwise she would be outnumbered and would be finished if she was not careful.

Said "The rules of this world are too strict, and abilities that exceed the limit will be blocked"

Ling Xiao snorted, patted the dry biscuit crumbs on his hands, and prepared to continue on his way.

As soon as she left, the refugees nearby pounced on the ground like hungry tigers and ate the dry biscuit crumbs mixed with dirt.

This is an ancient world, and Ling Xiao's mission is indeed very simple, which is to save the fate of a poor woman.

The original owner of this body, Zhao Ruyan, was the emperor of this world and his beloved daughter. She should have had a bright future and lived a happy and carefree life under the love of her father.

But this identity became the root cause of her life's misfortune.

The story of the beloved and the emperor can be written into a novel of its own, as the story is very clichéd.

It's about a naive young lady from a marquis's mansion who meets the gentle and handsome second prince. They get to know each other, fall in love, and eventually go through a series of fights for the throne, helplessness, family breakdown, and a tragic love story.

True love died in the palace. The emperor was with his favorite concubine, and he didn't even see his true love for the last time. He was in red eyes and in great pain.

The original owner didn't know this, because Zhao Ruyan was stranded among the common people after a concubine framed her. She was adopted and raised by a farmer and looked exactly like her true love.

When she was sixteen years old, her hometown suffered a disaster and she met the prince of the duke who came to provide disaster relief while fleeing.

The prince is named Yan Xun. He is of noble status and is proficient in both civil and military affairs. He should have been a nobleman living high above others, but he is secretly in love with Zhao Ruyan.

When their love was at its peak, they made a vow to each other forever. The prince refused to marry for her and endured for three years. Zhao Ruyan did not want her lover to be abandoned by his family, so she left voluntarily.

Yan Xun's fiancée was chosen to be his cousin, the prince's sister, Princess Jingning.

Zhao Ruyan suppressed the bitterness in his heart and stayed away from the prince, but was hacked to death by a group of black-clad soldiers on the way.

When she was dying, Yan Xun finally arrived, hugged her, regretted his actions, and was heartbroken.

It turned out that the Duke's Mansion had discovered her identity long ago, because the Crown Prince's mother had once framed Zhao Ruyan's biological mother.

They were afraid that the emperor would see Zhao Ruyan and re-investigate what happened that day, which would affect the prince's future, so they kept the news secret.

Yan Xun had ulterior motives in contacting her, but in the end he really fell in love with Zhao Ruyan. He was torn and embarrassed between his family and his lover.

The prince's position was secure. The Duke's Mansion expelled Zhao Ruyan, sent the prince away, and sent someone to kill this potential threat.

The prince loved Zhao Ruyan deeply, but could not let go of his hatred for his family. He missed Zhao Ruyan all day long and painted a room full of portraits of her.

So after marrying Princess Jingning, this quirky princess once again softened his heart.

Yan Xun, who was struggling in pain and regret, was healed by the princess. After a story of happy enemies, the two finally got married.

Ling Xiao felt his teeth ache when he thought about the direction of this world.

Such a good princess, not only does she not have wealth and glory, but she is also deceived by some beastly guys.

After walking for more than two hours, we finally saw the majestic Jinling City Gate. There were people distributing porridge at the gate, and there were clerks maintaining order.

The refugees were in a commotion. Ling Xiao spat out the grass roots in his mouth and heard the system say:

"You will soon meet Yan Xun. In order to avoid going down the old path, you can consider letting Yan Xun fall in love with you and fight against the family..."

"And then she was controlled by the Duke's Mansion, with her life and death controlled by someone else, or by a soft-hearted and sentimental man?"

"It's too aggrieved." Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows and said, "It would be better if I could just stab that dog man to death with a knife."

She almost cried, "You can't do this, he is the prince's cousin, his status is very important, what if the prince takes revenge on you when he becomes the emperor?"

Ling Xiao interrupted him in surprise, "Why do you think the prince can become the emperor?"

The system said hesitantly, "...Isn't it true that the crown prince is the next emperor? He has the strongest ability and other princes cannot compare to him."

"Let's not talk about how many princes in history could become emperors. Just look at the old emperor in the original world line. How could he trust the prince? He was the son of a concubine who had framed his true love. You underestimated the old emperor too much."

"You mean?"

Ling Xiao sneered and said, "I'm afraid the prince won't end up well."

"So what do we do now?"

"Recognize me as your father!" Ling Xiao said firmly. She knew the situation very well. With her current powerless state, she would definitely not be able to defeat a Duke's Mansion.

But it doesn’t matter, Zhao Ruyan’s father is the emperor!

The system saw Ling Xiao grab two handfuls of mud and smear it on his face, then walked towards the porridge distribution area.

A low-key-looking carriage had just stopped there, and the servants driving it carried down a dozen bags of rice to prepare porridge.

"Host, have you changed your mind again? That's Yan Xun's carriage!"

"I haven't changed my mind," Ling Xiao explained in his mind, "Do you think a refugee can come into contact with the emperor in the palace? What's the point of recognizing a father if you can't even see him? Now it's the preliminary preparations."

Just as the system was about to speak, the carriage door opened and Yan Xun came out.

Yan Xun looked up at the refugees who were starving to the point of skin and bones, frowning and looking at them with pity. He tilted his head and said to the servants:

“Put more rice in the porridge every day so that they can eat more.”

The servants repeatedly praised the prince for his kindness, but in their hearts they thought that it would be more economical to get some brown rice with bran instead of rice.

The money allocated by the Duke's Mansion was fixed, and was used to buy rice and provide porridge. The refugees got the rice, but only those who were at the front of the line were lucky enough to get some.

Yan Xun nodded, and suddenly a woman rushed in front of him and fell down weakly.

The servants were horrified and wanted to drive the people away. There were not many of them, and if the refugees offended the prince, they would be in big trouble when they returned home.

Yan Xun stopped the servant and frowned, "Are you hungry, young lady? I'll ask someone to bring you some porridge."

The woman raised her head, revealing a dirty face with black and white patches. "No, I'm not hungry. I came here to ask you to help me find my relatives."

Before Yan Xun could speak, the servant next to him said proudly:

"You are such an ignorant woman. With so many refugees fleeing their homes, your relatives must have died long ago. Even if they are not dead, it would be hard to find them."

Ling Xiao's eyes darkened. In the original world line, these servants looked down on Zhao Ruyan's status and gave her a lot of trouble.

"My father is Zhao Xueyi, the governor of Jinling. Because of my embarrassing identity, I have been raised in another family. Who would have thought......"

Oh... everyone understood that this woman was probably a concubine, so she was kept outside.