The great medical master Xiao Tang has transmigrated into a book! Into the role of the unlucky cannon fodder female supporting character, who is forced to marry the vicious great villain of the boo...
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Xiao Tang was so startled that she dropped the bath sponge into the pool.
[Holy crap...]
[Yamete, please don't...]
Thank you so much! Please don't do anything rash!
Who wants to... scrub each other's backs in the bath with him?
That would be so incongruous!
Xiao Tang was afraid he would insist, so she immediately clutched her stomach and said, "Oh dear, my stomach hurts so much. I think I ate something bad. Please wait for me."
After saying that, she ran away quickly.
They didn't care that their bath sponge had fallen into the pool.
Di Jingling watched Xiao Tang's disheveled retreating figure and slowly picked up the bath ball floating on the water.
This thing is really rare.
He lowered his head and chuckled softly.
Xiao Tang, who had just rushed out of her dormitory, happened to hear the system notification: [Ding, congratulations host, mission complete, +5000 points. Host's current points are...]
Xiao Tang stood in the sunlight, hands on her hips.
Wow, a shower and the depression is gone.
Doesn't this mean I got 5000 points for free?
hehe.
[System, tell me, how many points do I need to accumulate to avoid completing this ridiculous task?]
[Host, please be mindful of your wording. As the Buddha said: It cannot be spoken.]
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On the day the late emperor was buried, a light drizzle began to fall.
Xiao Tang, dressed in a white dress, followed beside Di Jingling.
Throughout the entire burial process, Xiao Tang's mind was buzzing, and all she could hear was the weeping and wailing of those people.
She was truly driven to the brink of exasperation.
They could only wait anxiously for the burial to end.
Just then...
A figure struggled and rushed over, throwing himself down and kneeling beside Di Jingling.
"Please, Regent, have mercy!"
"I don't want to be buried with you, I don't want to... Waaah!"
Zhuang Chun cried so much that her makeup was all ruined.
Since she was to be buried with the late emperor, her makeup had to be perfect.
It's unclear how this woman managed to break free from the guards' grasp.
Xiao Tang glanced at the Regent, whose face was expressionless and whose expression was as cold as a statue, then looked at Zhuang Chun and gently shook her head.
Seeing that the man seemed to have no reaction, Zhuang Chun lowered her head, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes.
She immediately raised her hand, and the hidden weapon suddenly flew out!
[Oh crap! Wouldn't it be better to be buried alive with the dead? Why did you have to choose such a painful way to die!]
The moment the hidden weapons were launched, the man flicked his sleeve, and they instantly bounced back, striking the woman in the throat, forehead, and eye.
Before she could even cry out, she collapsed in agony, blood pooling on the ground.
Those around were startled and gasped in surprise.
Only the man who made the move had a grim expression: "It's tainted, unworthy to be buried with us, burn it."
Di Yanqing, despite his young age, turned deathly pale.
Everyone knows how ruthless and cunning the Regent is, but he only knew that the Ninth Prince was stricter. Now that he has seen it with his own eyes, he realizes that he might... need to be more obedient in the future.
Xiao Tang shook her head and sighed, "Either way, you're going to die, so why choose this way?"
However... it's strange, isn't it?
[Consort Chun's early demise... doesn't that mean there's one less obstacle on the road to stopping the main villain? The male lead is doomed.]
His gaze fell on Di Jingling.
Good heavens!
The purple-gold dragon energy had already coalesced into the shape of a dragon.
With only the dragon's tail missing, the dragon energy will be fully gathered, wouldn't that be equivalent to...
Xiao Tang didn't dare to think any further.
Should she find a chance to run away?
The death that was supposed to come will not come, but who knows what unexpected things might happen in the future?
If this villain were to actually ascend the throne in the future, serving a ruler would be like walking on thin ice. Could she possibly still dream of outliving the villain and becoming the Empress Dowager?
Xiao Tang was startled by her own overly distant thoughts.
The rain was falling softly.
Suddenly, an oil-paper umbrella was shoved into Xiao Tang's hand.
She looked up at the man in surprise.
It was the villain who forcibly shoved it into her claws.
"It's raining, keep it on." The man's voice was utterly indifferent.
No one could discern any emotion from these simple words.
Xiao Tang rolled her eyes: [You expect me to hold an umbrella for you in the rain? Do you think I'm your servant?!]
Despite saying that, he still opened the oil-paper umbrella.
Held above the man's head.
The late emperor's funeral was scheduled to take a whole day, but the rain seemed to never stop.
In the end, Xiao Tang's hand, which had been holding the umbrella, was both sore and helpless.
My sister's arms are so sore.
[I'm going to get depressed from all this.]
[You big villain, you big villain, don't you know how tall you are? You brat, you don't know how to care for your mother at all.]
My umbrella was suddenly snatched from my hand.
Xiao Tang: Huh?
He held the umbrella for her, his gaze fixed ahead, and said in a low voice, "It's too sweet, I'll hold it for you."
If it weren't for his expressionless face when he said this, Xiao Tang would have almost doubted that these deep and gentle words really came from the mouth of the big villain.
She touched her forehead.
No fever.
This is more terrifying than a hallucination.
Di Jingling frowned.
Is he really that scary?
After the funeral.
Xiao Tang returned to the Prince's Mansion in Di Jingling's carriage.
However, just as the carriage started moving, it was blocked by a man and a horse.
"Is it the Seventh Prince?"
Xiao Tang heard someone exclaim outside the carriage and opened the window in surprise.
As expected, Di Yanhen rode up on horseback at breakneck speed, his face filled with panic.
He probably doesn't know that his Consort Chun has already been buried in the royal mausoleum.
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