When Song Qi heard the words "sent back," he thought he was going back, only to realize how naive he had been.
Everything was pitch black; I couldn't see anything.
A few seconds later, a blue light screen suddenly appeared in front of me.
Name: Song Qi
Task: Campus Romance
Task completion rate: 60%
1. Help Qin Xiao get into University A. (Completed)
2: Deal with the vicious female supporting character, Gu Si. (Completed)
3: The romance between the male and female leads. (Incomplete)
Task detection results: Removed from the romance section and classified as no-CP, inspirational.
Final task rating: D
Song Qi narrowed his eyes: "Didn't you complete 60%? Why is it only a D?"
The system didn't speak; only the content on the screen changed.
A book appeared in the upper left corner, titled "Study Hard, Achieve Success in Life".
"Host, the original title of this book was 'Sweet Times with You.' Due to changes in the content, its nature has changed. It is now an inspirational story about struggle, so the part where you deal with the villainous female supporting character is no longer usable."
Song Qi frowned: "How many missions do I actually have to do?"
"Host, don't worry, we will tell you when the time comes."
Song Qi took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.
However, this time she understood more or less that the final assessment of the mission would probably be based on the mission completion rate and the utilization rate of the plot.
Song Qi then thought of something else: "System, when you said that if I didn't obey, I would be punished, were you just making that up?"
The system is silent.
After all, judging from the current results, she wasn't required to complete everything.
Therefore, the system is merely a tool to guide her onto the right track and cannot force her to do anything.
"Host, would you like to rest? Or would you like to go directly to the next world?" The system spoke again after a moment of silence, without answering Song Qi's previous question.
"Let's just go."
I don't know what's so good about resting in such a dark place.
——
"General Shao, thank you for your hard work."
Song Qi remained kneeling with his head bowed, looking somewhat tired: "Your Majesty, I am not tired."
The emperor smiled and helped Song Qi stand up by supporting her arm.
Song Qi stared at the emperor expressionlessly, nodding occasionally. On the surface, he seemed to be listening to the emperor's nonsense, but in reality, he had already rapidly scanned the world.
After all, her current identity is the only female general in a fictional country, at the center of power. Her situation is much more complicated than that of a high school girl. If she doesn't sort things out properly, there might be some problems.
The female protagonist is named Shao Jie. She was born just as news of a victory arrived from the border, hence the name.
When his father and three older brothers all died on the battlefield, everyone thought the Shao family was doomed.
She took over her father's military command and went to the battlefield. Amidst the skeptical gazes of the crowd, she stepped onto the battlefield and became a female war goddess, a legendary figure.
Then, a few days after the victory celebration banquet, Song Qi, the legendary figure, received an imperial edict that bestowed upon her the title of Imperial Concubine.
Song Qi didn't quite understand the logic, but she understood what the emperor meant.
In this patriarchal society, it is always embarrassing for some people that a woman does better than a man.
When Song Qi received the imperial edict, the system kept chanting in his ear.
"Host, you must enter the palace. Don't think about escaping or doing anything strange. If a world is rated F, it's considered a mission failure. After failing, you will be given ten more worlds. I'm absolutely not lying to you."
"Your troops are all outside the city, and there are only a thousand of them. The rest are on the frontier. It's impossible for the dynasty to change!"
Song Qi: ...
She suppressed her thoughts, took a deep breath, and accepted the imperial edict.
Eunuch Yang looked at Song Qi with a fawning smile and said a series of auspicious words in a high-pitched voice. Song Qi didn't hear a word of it. He had someone give him a purse, and the matter was considered settled.
From the time he received the imperial edict until he entered the palace, Song Qi barely spoke.
The more silent she became, the more panicked the system became.
The tiger tally has been handed over. All that remains of what belongs to the battlefield is a sword, a battle robe, and a body covered in wounds and rough skin, with calluses on his hands. He looks very ugly.
The palace embroiderers prepared her wedding dress, which was grand and elaborate.
Song Qi sat in a chair, gripping the sword on his lap, letting the people behind him fuss over him.
"Your Majesty, swords cannot be brought into the palace."
"What if I insist on bringing him in?" Song Qi turned his head to look at the person who spoke. Shao Jie had killed countless enemy soldiers on the battlefield and was full of murderous aura. Combined with the killing god Song Qi inside the shell, the suffocating aura was amplified even more, and everyone in the room fell silent.
The other person shuddered, as if they wanted to say something, but didn't dare.
Eunuch Yang walked in, his face still bearing his usual smile. He glared at the man, then bowed respectfully to Song Qi, saying, "His Majesty said that Her Highness may bring in whatever she wishes."
"Thank you for your great kindness, Your Majesty," Song Qi uttered four words before closing his eyes.
After getting into the sedan chair, Song Qi suddenly realized something: "I don't think I'll have to consummate my marriage with him, do I?"
"Um..." the system said cautiously, "I hope you see it this way in the main storyline, after all, Zhao Zhi is the male lead."
Song Qi twitched the corner of his mouth, looked down at the sword in his hand, and gently wiped it with his hand.
"Mission fails if the male protagonist dies," the system warned. It had been somewhat apprehensive about this world from the very beginning.
"hehe."
I wonder how many villainous female supporting characters there are in this story.
Song Qi frowned in disgust again.
After entering the palace, there was a series of so-called ceremonies. There weren't originally that many, but the emperor made a lot of things to show his so-called respect for this female general.
After the matter was completed, she was sent to a nice palace in the imperial palace, which was very close to Zhao Zhi's bedroom and not far from the Empress's Phoenix Palace.
Song Qi was seated on the edge of the bed. After waiting for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the veil was lifted off her head.
The person next to him wanted to speak, but Song Qi made eye contact with him and shut his mouth. He glanced at the knife in Song Qi's hand and took two steps back.
"Go out."
"Yes." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left.
Song Qi put the sword away and then sat down at the table and ate something.
The system was no longer willing to say anything. It hadn't expected her to keep quiet anyway. As long as Song Qi didn't harm the male lead, everything would be fine.
When Zhao Zhi came in, he saw Song Qi sitting at the table, not getting up. All the hair ornaments on her head had been removed, and she had changed into some light clothes. Half of the food on the table had been eaten.
"If you're hungry, I'll have the imperial kitchen make you some more."
Song Qi looked up and glanced at Zhao Zhi: "Thank you, Your Majesty, but it's not necessary."
Zhao Zhi sat down opposite Song Qi, poured himself a glass of wine, looked at Song Qi, and sighed: "Do you blame me?"
Song Qi: ...
Another idiot.
She glanced at Zhao Zhi, then scoffed, "Does Your Majesty think that your conscience would be at ease if I said I didn't blame you?"
System: It's here! Amazing acting! Look at that tone, look at that expression!
Zhao Zhi's expression froze.
“Your Majesty, we’re all not fools, and there’s no need to pretend to be. Now that I’m here, Your Majesty should be satisfied. We shouldn’t ask for more.” Song Qi swirled her cup and looked at Zhao Zhi. “You may leave now. I’m tired and need to rest.”
Zhao Zhi kept looking at Song Qi, his expression somewhat unpleasant, before finally getting up and leaving.
Song Qi twitched the corners of his mouth. Compared to Qin Xiao, he was much cuter.
That night, Song Qi slept quite comfortably by himself.
However, the fact that Zhao Zhi did not stay overnight had spread throughout the entire palace.
Song Qi was woken up early in the morning to pay his respects to the Empress.
Almost all the women of the harem had arrived; Song Qi glanced at them and saw that there were about several dozen people.
Song Qi's face turned even colder. She walked to the hall and was about to bow when she heard the Empress, who was sitting in front, speak gently: "No need for formalities, Consort."
When she looked up, the woman had already walked up to her, gently took her hand, and her eyes were full of joy.
"I've heard many stories about you, and today I'm finally meeting you in person." As she spoke, the Empress's face lit up with even more joy.
"Why does Your Majesty address me as 'you'?"
"You have recovered lost territory, guarded the frontier for many years, and driven away countless bandits. How else should we address you?"
Song Qi looked at her. She was very beautiful, with a gentle appearance and naturally smiling eyes. She didn't seem aggressive and had a kind of appearance that easily made people like her.
Many people came today to see a joke, but when they found there was nothing to see, they all left after the Queen called it a day.
According to Song Qi's observation, this woman had no real authority in the harem.
"General, would you like to stay and have a chat? Or shall I take you for a stroll in the Imperial Garden? The chrysanthemums there have just bloomed and are very beautiful," the Empress said, looking at Song Qi.
“Your Majesty can just call me ‘you’ directly. The word ‘you’ still sounds a bit awkward to me,” Song Qi said.
The Empress nodded and did not insist: "Then you don't need to call me Your Majesty the Empress."
She paused, seemingly a little embarrassed: "It sounds like I'm gritting my teeth when I hear it."
After saying that, the Empress covered her mouth and smiled at Song Qi.
"Then what should I call you?"
“My surname is Meng and my given name is Yilan. You can also call me sister. I am two months older than you.”
Song Qi looked at Meng Yilan thoughtfully: "Alright, Yilan."
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