Chapter 1 [Host consciousness loading] [0%, 5%, 10%...100%

[Host consciousness loading]

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[Host name: Xia Yu]

[Novel loading...]

[Beep, beep, loading complete. ]

The harsh sound of electricity kept echoing in Xia Yu's ears. Xia Yu frowned slightly, rubbed his swollen forehead, and propped himself up to stand up.

The off-white walls are covered with silky satin, the soft luster is like the morning light in spring, and the ceiling is inlaid with countless sparkling diamonds.

She sat on a soft chair, facing the dressing table. Under the pure gold frame, a mirror faced her, clearly reflecting her fair face.

Xia Yu blinked his eyelashes slightly. The girl in front of him had disheveled long hair like a waterfall, and her long eyebrows drooped coldly, with the tips of her eyebrows lowered, revealing a sharp edge.

Pale face, peeling lips, a pair of drooping almond eyes, red and swollen. Her expressionless face was particularly gloomy, like a female ghost crawling out of the water.

Xia Yu subconsciously widened her eyes upon seeing this. It was so miraculous that she was actually alive again.

She, Xia Yu, the only daughter of the Queen of Great Xia Kingdom and the younger sister of the Crown Prince, was doted on and raised in pampered condition since childhood.

When she was eighteen years old, her father, the emperor, and her mother, the empress, arranged a marriage for her and forced her to marry a man she didn't know and didn't like, despite her objections.

On the day of her wedding, she rode her horse to escape the marriage. In order to avoid the soldiers who were chasing her, she fell off a cliff and died on the spot.

Perhaps it was God's will that she was not destined to die. After her death, a system calling itself "Cannon Fodder NPC No. 10086" found her and said that as long as she completed the NPC role-playing mission, he would resurrect her.

When Xia Yu heard this, he realized who would want to die when he could live, so he simply clicked the "Agree" button and became the host of 10086.

10086: "The plot has been loaded. Do you want to check it?"

Xia Yu retracted his curious gaze and said softly, "Yes."

With a metallic prompt sound, a blue light screen floated in the air, with densely packed text displayed on it.

Xia Yu quickly got a general idea of ​​the entire novel by reading ten lines at a glance.

This is a romantic novel called "The Domineering President's Deep Love". It tells a bloody story about the protagonist who finally realizes that he is deeply in love with the other person and they get married after a series of twists and turns, such as having sex after drinking, running away with the baby, returning to China to meet again, using a substitute, being imprisoned... etc.

The main villain in the novel is the protagonist’s aunt, Chen Zheng.

As the main villain, she is extremely powerful, cold-blooded and ruthless. She particularly dislikes the protagonists and repeatedly torments the two protagonists. She is a major obstacle in their tortuous emotional journey.

And she, as a cannon fodder with the same name as Xia Yu, the nominal stepdaughter of the villain Chen Zheng, is spoiled and domineering, and repeatedly goes against Chen Zheng and the protagonist.

According to the original plot, she was first imprisoned in a basement by the intolerable villain. After escaping with great difficulty, she ran into the protagonist, who broke her legs and locked her up in a private hospital. After being tortured for several months, she froze to death in the winter.

In the protracted power struggle between the protagonist and the villain, her death was insignificant and did not spark any spark.

Xia Yu hissed softly, how cruel. However, she stared at the words on the screen in confusion.

She knew the words "run with the ball" and "white moonlight imprisoned" individually, but she had no idea what they meant when put together.

Knock knock knock, there was a very light knock on the door, and a female voice lowered her voice and said carefully: "Miss, the time is almost up, do you need me to help you dress?"

Xia Yu glanced at the tightly closed door and asked softly, "Is the plot about to begin?"

System: "Yes, it is expected to start in about twenty minutes. You will then make a scene at the funeral, punch the protagonist, kick the villain, and start your journey to becoming a cannon fodder."

Xia Yu opened her mouth and cried out, she hadn't watched this part of the plot carefully yet. However, she and the original owner were both spoiled when they were growing up, so she should be able to handle it.

However, she had been taught by sages since she was young, and she knew the truth and could distinguish right from wrong. If she was really asked to be as indiscriminate as the original owner, she would not be able to do it.

Of course this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that she pointed at herself in disbelief: "So I will be tortured by both the villain and the protagonist, and finally die in the cold winter after struggling in agony for several months."

Then let me die. She has never suffered such a punishment since she was a child.

Seeing that the task object it had bound to for the first time was about to go on strike, the system paused and explained hurriedly: "No, no, no, I will block your pain perception at that time, and you won't feel any pain. As for the last few months, you only need to act when the protagonist sends someone to you, and you can live a normal life the rest of the time."

Seeing that the girl was frowning and still not happy, the little blue light ball turned around a few times helplessly, and then said happily:

"According to the 100 tricks to trick the host in the novice system, since the host is performing a mission for the first time and is a real novice, you don't need to complete the plot 100%. You only need to complete the key plot points and achieve a restoration degree of 50% or above."

50%, acceptable.

A smile flashed across Xia Yu's eyes, and she decided to quit while she was ahead, and agreed reluctantly.

"By the way, you have to give me a general introduction to this world, so that I won't be completely in the dark."

"Good host, it's the system's fault." Seeing that the guide was really effective, the system happily copied the sentences in it and quickly transmitted the information to Xia Yu's brain.

"Come in." After a long time, the girl who had been sitting stiffly on the chair like a statue finally moved, and she said in a hoarse voice.

The housekeeper, who had been standing outside the door for a while, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since the master of the house passed away, the eldest daughter had never left her room again. Except for the aunt who served meals, anyone who wanted to come in would get angry. Today, she was finally allowed to come in.

But it is also true that today is the day when the master of the family is buried, and the guests who are going to see him off will soon arrive. The wife died early, and the eldest daughter can be said to have been raised by the master of the family, so the relationship is deep. Even if the eldest daughter is spoiled, she will not cause trouble on this day.

The housekeeper gently pushed the door open and walked to the girl with light footsteps. Seeing the girl still staring at the mirror in a daze, she gently stroked Xia Yu's long hair, combed it neatly, and tucked it behind her ears.

Then she picked up the powder puff and patted Xia Yu's face a few times to cover up her overly haggard face.

After a while, everything was packed. Xia Yu nodded to the housekeeper calmly, stood up and walked slowly out the door, then stumbled a few times, looking at the pair of high heels under her feet in shock.

What is this

Seeing that the young lady was so sad that she could not walk, the housekeeper hurried forward, held her arm, and personally sent her to the scene.

On the way, the housekeeper looked at Xia Yu with concern, who was obviously immersed in grief with her eyes downcast, and whispered: "The master and Miss Shen are already married. Even if the master has passed away, Miss Shen is still your stepmother. And in the master's will, everything in the Xia family is handed over to Miss Shen for temporary management. Miss, you..."

The housekeeper carefully glanced at Xia Yu's gloomy face and said what he had not yet said: "The master of the family entrusted you to Miss Shen before he died. There must be a deep meaning behind it. When you see Miss Shen later, don't make trouble with her."

Xia Yu raised his eyebrows, lifted his drooping eyelids, and his dark eyes moved quietly around the butler until the smile on the butler's face froze.

She then raised her chin and sneered: "Chen Zheng sent you here."

The housekeeper was stunned when she heard this. Just as she was about to explain, she saw Xia Yu push away the hand that was supporting her and stagger into the main hall step by step.

When they first learned that the master wanted to marry Miss Shen, the eldest lady refused to agree no matter what, and she would cry, make a scene, and even hang herself every day. They all thought that this marriage would be a failure like the previous ones, but the master who always doted on the eldest lady was determined to get married.

Although it was called a marriage, the head of the family had only met Miss Shen a few times, and the eldest lady had never even met her. The wedding was also extremely hasty, with neither the bride nor the groom present, leaving only a few guests.

The gloomy sky was shrouded in solemnity, the white curtains swayed in the wind, and various wreaths were neatly placed on both sides of the mourning hall. In the center, the spirit platform stood tall, made of carved ebony, and on it sat the portrait of Xia Qiyuan, the father of Xia Yu.

The guests had solemn expressions. They lined up in a long queue, holding a bouquet of white flowers and silently placing them under the portrait.

Seeing the dazed girl in black stumbling towards the portrait, the guests around glanced at each other secretly and made way for her.

Xia Yu's dark eyes met with Xia Qiyuan in the portrait. He smiled peacefully and calmly. Xia Yu bent down and gently placed the bouquet under the portrait.

Rest in peace.

"Alas, what a short-lived ghost! He finally married my aunt into the Shen family, but he didn't even have a chance to enjoy the good life. He passed away. It's true that my aunt's life was too hard, and people with low lives can't enjoy it."

The nonchalant male voice, which did not conceal its malice at all, floated out from behind Xia Yu.

Xia Yu turned around with a gloomy face. A man in his early twenties put his hands in his pockets and lazily looked at the portrait of the deceased in the mourning hall. Behind him followed a group of sturdy men in black. From the moment he broke in, the guests in the mourning hall were driven back by the men in black, leaving a large space for him.

Didn't his parents teach him that it was disrespectful to speak nonsense at someone else's father's funeral? According to the laws of her Great Xia Dynasty, this act would be punishable by death.

"My dear, this is not the place for you to act wildly. Maybe your parents didn't teach you, or maybe they died long ago? It's okay, there's no need to apologize. How about you go down and see my father? My father will be happy to see you. I'm sure he will have a good time drinking with you."

Xia Yu raised her eyebrows slightly, and the disdain in her eyes surged like a tide, as if she was looking at the most disgusting filth in the world. That contemptuous expression made the man more angry than the sarcastic words. She has never been a good-tempered person.

This person is the hero of the novel. After Xia Yu confirmed it again and again in his mind and with the system, he glanced at him with disgust. The author was really curious that such a person could be the hero.

Several guests in the mourning hall couldn't help but burst out laughing when they heard this. The man's face flushed with anger, and he took a deep breath. He seemed to have just noticed Xia Yu beside him, and looked her up and down as if she was picking up goods, and made a pretentious expression of understanding.

"Oh, you must be the daughter of that Xia something."

Then, as if changing his expression, his face darkened, and he stared at Xia Yu with poisonous eyes, and said word by word: "Who are you? How dare you speak to me like that? Kneel down and apologize, and I will mercifully forgive you. Otherwise..." He clasped his hands in front of his chest, and the man in black behind him listened to his instructions and slowly approached her.

Xia Yu clenched his fists tightly, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and was about to punch him in the disgusting face.

Then a bland voice was heard slowly in the silent mourning hall.

“Chen Tingyu, do you want to destroy your aunt’s place today?”

Everyone around was shocked and turned back to look at the door. The woman, who was about thirty years old, was wearing a black suit and had long black hair neatly tied up. The corners of her clothes rustled in the wind.

Tap, tap, tap. She walked inside slowly under the gaze of everyone, and every step seemed to strike on people's hearts.

The man watched her approaching him step by step, the veins on his face throbbing, his clenched fists loosened and tightened, and a trace of deep fear flashed in his eyes.

It was not until she glanced at the man that he lowered his head, and his arrogance disappeared completely.

"Aunt." He bowed his head respectfully and called out.

Xia Yu's eyes widened when she appeared. She was the villain in the book - Chen Zheng.