Chapter 61 Psychological Activities

——Stop talking.

Shi Weizhi lowered his eyes slightly and said these words with a suppressed tone, his voice calm, interrupting Chu Qingkong who was halfway through speaking.

Chu Qingkong ignored him completely and continued to sob. Her sobbing was extremely sincere, and her blue eyes, filled with water, were like a clear spring.

"No! I'm going to tell you!"

Shi Weizhi's heart tightened. There were too many lessons from the past, which gave him a bad premonition.

Chu Qingkong's eyes sparkled, and his brain was literally filled with water. He began to mutter again:

"I will sing a song for you, please listen attentively."

"I once encountered the moonlight with you, and since then the night has been bright."

"I just want you to be happy so that you won't let me down."

For a moment, Shi Weizhi felt happy about the love words spoken by his system. Even though he knew it was all fake, his heart felt as sweet as if he had swallowed a mouthful of delicate red bean paste.

but.

Then a familiar mechanical sound rang in my ears again.

In contrast to the sweet words of love is Chu Qingkong's favorability.

[*Emperor favorability: 0. 】

[*Favorability changes detected: 0, -1, -2, -3... -10. (Eh, what strange script did I get? Never mind, let's try lowering the favorability a bit.)]

The amnesiac version of Chuchu.

He still retains the attributes of a "loveless natural god". Not only is his head full of confusing emotional lines, but he is also the most common creature in old scripts - a scumbag.

Shi Weizhi: “…”

He could only wake up from the sweet talk in an instant and turned off his favorability with a blank expression: "Your Majesty, three out of the five words you just said were wrong."

Chu Qingkong: “?”

He blinked in confusion and almost blurted out, "Bold Queen, how dare you have an opinion!"

Pei Ci was left aside from the beginning to the end, and his eyes had long been gloomy and dark, but the more jealousy and envy intertwined in his heart, bringing all kinds of unhappiness, the more he had to wear a very gentle smile on his face.

"Your Majesty," he walked over, unnoticedly squeezing out Shi Weizhi's seat, and affectionately ruffling Chu Qingkong's hair. He said in an irresistible low voice, "And me? Have you forgotten me? Don't you have anything you want to say to me?"

He smiled meaningfully, his voice as gentle as a spring breeze: "I'm not like other people. I will always take every word you say to me to heart and listen carefully."

Chu Qingkong was soft-hearted yet unable to refuse, and he did it with ease.

Shi Weizhi quietly looked away and sneered in his heart.

"Ah, really, my lady?" Chu Qingkong's eyes brightened up again in an instant. She looked at him, seemingly deeply moved. Then she skillfully began to speak sweet nothings, saying lovingly, "Don't worry. How could I forget you?"

The database began searching for advanced cheesy love words.

"At midnight, with the moon high above the horizon, who feels sorry for whom?"

"You left something in my heart."

Pei Ci was about to smile when he heard the same notification about the decrease in favorability.

decline.

decline? !

He closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and said softly: "Your Majesty, I..."

Chu Qingkong immediately interrupted and accused: "You said you would always listen!"

Pei Ciyi: "..."

…

Despite the medical expertise of the Imperial Hospital, they couldn't determine that Chu Qingkong had passed out due to water intoxication. Finally, a diagnosis by a national-level imperial physician concluded that he had fainted from exhaustion. He was advised to return to his chambers and rest well, supplemented with tranquilizing Chinese medicine, and he would gradually recover.

Chu Qingkong was then carried to the Palace of Heavenly Purity in a sedan chair.

When Shi Weizhi raised the question "Shouldn't Your Majesty come to Kunning Palace?", the young eunuch said that Your Majesty had misunderstood. From the very beginning, Your Majesty wanted to return to his own palace.

Shi Weizhi's face turned cold and he waved his sleeves and left.

In the Qianqing Palace, there is also a phoenix that has been neglected and forgotten for a long time.

Ming Fengque could wait no longer and walked out of the hot spring with a gloomy face.

One plan failed.

He walked to the dragon bed, let down the gauze beside the bed, and lit up the ambiguous and misty incense in the moonlight, creating an indulgent and misty atmosphere.

Then, go to bed.

When Chu Qingkong lifts the bed curtain, he can once again complete his desired plan when he is panicked, sleepy and delicious.

…

In early winter, outside the palace, there was night dew and evening snow, and a gentle cold wind was blowing.

Chu Qingkong yawned, and when he saw that they had finally arrived at the bedroom, he happily jumped off the sedan chair.

Walked forward and prepared to go to bed.

He drew aside the bed curtains.

He was caught off guard when he saw a young man he had never seen before lying on the soft dragon bed. He had white hair and long golden eyes. He looked at him intently and clearly, and his body seemed to be coated with a layer of innate soft light.

In the dead of night when no one is around.

Chu Qingkong: “…”

He put the curtain back with a "swish".

In a flash, he suddenly remembered the rumors about other countries that he had heard in the court - it was said that the emperor of the enemy country had rare white hair and golden eyes, and there was a phoenix pattern on his back?

He pulled the curtain open again and looked into his eyes in disbelief.

“…………”

Help.

Then Ming Fengque also heard the sound of his favorability prompt.

[*Emperor favorability: 0. 】

[*Advocate level changes detected: 0, -10, -20... -50... (Help!)]

[*Warning! Warning! If the Emperor's favorability drops below -80, you will be immediately removed from the story!]

Ming Fengque: “…”

He had been forcing himself not to do anything forceful, and he had to make Chu Qingkong accept it...

No, I can't bear it.

"Your Majesty," he suddenly pulled Chu Qingkong onto the bed, turned over and pressed him down, covered his mouth with his slender hands, and smiled slightly, but there was not much smile in his eyes.

"Shh, don't be afraid. You should already know who I am, right?"

Chu Qingkong struggled and cried out "Mmmmm".

How could he not know that the enemy emperor had come to assassinate him personally?

Is this the secret route in the strategy options? Return it!

Ming Fengque laughed slowly, his voice hoarse enough to make people's hearts flutter: "I was sent by God to bear you a little prince."

Chu Qingkong: “?”

Ming Fengque kissed him: "If you don't do this, how can you have the little prince?"

Chu Qingkong: “!!!”

The sudden kiss robbed him of his breath and made his whole body go limp. The faint fragrance in the air made him addicted, but his temper was gradually building up.

Issue a death order——

Claws.

Ming Fengque heard a voice beside his ear:

[Warning: The Emperor's current favorability is "-80". You have been kicked out of the game.]

Ming Fengque: “…”

*****

The fact that the queen, who held a high position, might be possessed by some kind of demon or monster was certainly a major event that shocked the court and the country.

But when the emperor himself is not quite right, the queen's affairs can be completely ignored.

Not only ignore it, but also whitewash it.

Everyone in the harem kept their mouths shut. All the ghosts and possessions were just rumors floating in the wind and had never happened.

As a result, no one checked the things in the Queen's palace.

Shi Weizhi had been in a high-pressure dungeon environment for a long time and was extremely perceptive. He could tell at a glance that the positions of things in the palace had changed.

His face was extremely cold. He personally found all the talismans and summoned "Diruchao". With a flash of white light, he turned them into particles and destroyed them.

From then on, no one mentioned the news of "possession" again.

There is one more thing related to the main storyline.

Shi Weizhi and Pei Ci's favorability points dropped to negative, and they never found a suitable opportunity to make it go back up.

No one expected that although Chu Qingkong became a love brain system, he did not lose his love for his work.

Every new day, he was still full of energy to attend court, summon ministers, and review memorials. He worked overtime until late at night before returning to the palace to sleep.

The country's governance is in good order.

After he entered the plot, he seemed to let himself go. His original work schedule was 996, but now it is 607.

It only took him two days to get over his drunken state, but he seemed to have completely lost interest in going to the harem.

There was even a thin layer of dust on the green cards from the harem that the young eunuch had piled up.

It seemed that the hosts' plot mission was about to fail.

"A Wise Ruler" (also known as "Diary of the Neglected Concubine"), as the game that Chu Qingkong himself was playing, the progress bar of the game strategy was skyrocketing.

After a long time.

Pei Ci was unwilling to lose, so he carefully selected a suitable time and wanted to ask Chu Chu to leave the palace.

It was a day off, so there was no morning court. At six in the morning, Chu Qingkong was already at work, busy reviewing memorials and sorting out state affairs in the imperial study.

Pei Ci wore a rose-colored cloak of gold-embroidered phoenix satin, with dark patterns casting shadows on the flakes like falling dust, exuding the utmost luxury and leisure.

He walked around the imperial kitchen and came out with a box of the most colorful hibiscus pastries.

As he approached the imperial study, he suddenly heard the voice of Chu Qingkong, whom he had been thinking about.

It's rare that it's not so infuriating.

Although it is not as gentle as the spring breeze, the calm and peaceful voice is very comfortable to listen to.

He stopped and released his spiritual sense with his soul power. He saw Chu Qingkong in the imperial study raise his eyes, which were clear and distant, and look at the minister in front of him.

He sat behind his desk and took a sip of tea.

"It's okay. I have a good temper, am considerate of my subordinates, and have plenty of time. Just tell me what you want to say."

Opposite him stood a young and high-spirited minister. He hadn't even unfolded the memorial in his hand when he coughed and then, with a show of skill, unfolded the memorial, which was taller than he was.

After hearing him read a few sentences, Pei Ci frowned imperceptibly.

It's too redundant. It takes a long time to get to the point, and what it says is unnecessary, making people sleepy.

If this was his subordinate, he would have been thrown out of the Pei family by now.

There should be someone else around Chuchu.

But Chu Qingkong remained attentive and listened to the end. He accepted the memorial, pondered for a moment, and then made a few careful comments.

Pei Ci's heart softened, he tightened his grip on the cake box, and sighed softly.

He suddenly thought that when Chu Qingkong was working, his temper was indeed as good as he said, and when facing him, he accepted any requests that made him feel embarrassed.

cute.

The next second, a mechanical sound suddenly rang in his ears, informing him that a new column of attribute table had been opened.

[Ding, we have detected that you are interested in the emperor's psychological activities, and now we have enabled the new data "Emperor's Mood Value".

Emperor Mood Value: -100 (What are you barking at? What are you barking at?)

Pei Ciyi: "..."

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Did you come to work with this mentality when you first started?