The system was extremely relieved that it wasn't drinking water and didn't have a physical form.
After struggling to calm herself down, she said, "Sister, this is a horse. Please recognize it. It really is just a horse. Have you ever seen a horse climb a tree?"
The system is saddened because its host often seems rather dim-witted.
well--
Hana hesitated for a long time between the soft pillow and the safe tree before finally lying down again with a heavy heart.
Well, it's tough, but once she's out of the Seventh Prince's surveillance range, she'll definitely find an inn to catch up on some good sleep and then figure out how to stop her target from recklessly courting death.
Hua Cai, filled with intense resentment, fell into a restless sleep.
Little did she know that everyone in the Seventh Prince's mansion was busy with their young master's business trip and had no time to pay attention to someone as insignificant as her. Even the secret guards who had received orders were only keeping an eye on whether anyone in the mansion had contact with her and were too lazy to go out of the city for such a small person. She was just scaring herself.
The next morning, Hua Cai sat on a tree branch with a sour face.
Surprisingly, she slept soundly in such harsh conditions, and if it weren't for the glaring sunlight, she wouldn't have wanted to get up at all.
"Oh dear, what's wrong with my host?" My host is grumpy when she wakes up, and as an excellent and considerate system, Light Dumpling felt it was necessary to come out and liven up the atmosphere.
“Stone, I dreamt that the male lead and Sister Zhou flew away together, and the young prince won the heart of the beauty, living a lively and healthy life until he naturally collapsed.”
The system is silent.
Host, focus on completing the task and don't overthink it.
Driven by the mission, Hua Cai listlessly climbed onto the horse's back, hugging the horse's neck, which was much softer than a tree trunk, looking like she wanted to take a nap, which made the system's heart pound.
"Sit still, or you'll fall and die."
"Shut up." Hua Cai slapped the horse's rump with her hand. "Let me think of a plan in peace. You keep an eye on the direction. If the pillow goes the wrong way, remind me in time."
One slap and the pillow flies off the ground.
The name "Pillow" was decisively slapped onto this horse's head last night by Hua Cai's overwhelming resentment.
To be honest, the more Hua Cai heard it, the more she felt that the name was excellent.
The wind whistled past his ears, and the horse's mane was slightly damp with morning dew. He turned his face away helplessly, staring blankly at the scenery rushing past, his mind racing.
The plan was simple: just knock Zhao Qiang unconscious and take him away. This required perfect timing, location, and people.
With her current useless body, how easy would it be for her to take away such an important person right under the noses of two powerful figures?
What is the male protagonist doing at this moment?
Is she flirting with Zhu Jiuzhen at Zhu Wu Lianhuan Manor, or has she already fallen into the arms of Sister Zhu'er?
The male lead is in charge of romance, while she's stuck worrying about the stubborn male supporting character.
Ugh, my head hurts so much.
Hua Cai looked up at the sky sadly, reached into her bag and rummaged through it, finally finding a small wine bottle.
I wonder how much alcohol Wenxiang can handle. She doesn't like drinking, but the reason she carries such a small bottle with her is that the harsh winter has just passed and the early spring is still chilly. She's been living in the open and exposed to the elements, and if she doesn't make some preparations, she might fall ill. How can she then strive to improve herself?
Therefore, she deliberately chose the strongest liquor in the inn, the kind that makes you sweat just from taking a small sip, and ordered this small bottle.
Gently uncorking the bottle, a strong aroma of wine wafted out, and Hua Cai hesitated, gripping the bottle.
To drink or not to drink, that is the question.
Before she could come to a conclusion, an old voice rang out first.
"Hey? This wine is pretty good. Let me have a taste. Hey little girl up ahead, stop."
As they spoke, the voice grew closer, and by the time the last word was uttered, the voice was right beside them.
The pillow let out a neigh, its front hooves lifted up, spun around in a circle, and then landed, thrashing about restlessly.
Hua Cai suddenly turned her head and saw a person standing steadily on the horse right behind her. The person had gray hair and beard and stared straight at the wine bottle, not even glancing at her.
This person—looks somewhat familiar.
Hua Cai's gaze shifted from her wine bottle to the person in front of her. Her eyes then drifted to the person's hands behind their back, where she was blinded by two oddly shaped pens that were half-exposed.
Where have I seen this before?
Hua Cai pondered for a moment, then was instantly bewildered by the wind.
Doesn't this look familiar? Those two crane-beak pens are so recognizable; it's definitely Crane Pen Elder, one of the two major villains in the world of Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber.
Why am I so unlucky to have run into this killer?
The pill, a mission unfinished, died before achieving its goal.
The flowers bloom in sorrow, their future uncertain.
"Oh? It's you, little girl."
Before Hua Cai could finish grieving, He Bi Weng, standing on horseback, spoke first.
Huh? This is someone I know? No, it's normal for her to recognize Hebi Weng, but how come this guy also recognizes me?
"Host, cheer up! Merit points! Merit points!" The system was getting increasingly anxious and frustrated that its host could still be so absent-minded at such a crucial moment.
"Stop making noise." Hua Cai had a headache. Looking at the expensive gold-trimmed boots in front of her, a sudden idea flashed in her mind.
Yes, this Crane Pen Elder is one of the two top experts by Zhao Min's side. Zhao Qiang runs to the Ruyang Prince's Mansion every day. In return, even if Zhao Min is unwilling, she has still come to the Seventh Prince's Mansion several times. As Zhao Qiang's personal maid, Wen Xiang has also met the Xuanming Elders several times. How could she forget?
Don't panic.
Hua Cai took a deep breath, her head trembling as she looked up at He Biweng, who was staring at the wine bottle in her hand with a conflicted expression. The murderous intent in his eyes had not yet dissipated.
My heart skipped a beat.
Seriously? It's just a bottle of wine, is it really worth it? This old guy actually tried to kill and rob someone.
As expected, the Xuanming Elders' professional skills as villains are truly exceptional.
"Lord He, it's you! It's been a long time." Whether he's a villain or not, survival is the priority. Hopefully, the reputation of the Seventh Prince's Mansion can play even the slightest role.
"You silly girl, why are you here instead of staying by the young prince's side?" He Biweng finally managed to lift his eyes from the wine bottle and glance at Hua Cai's face.
"I...I was kicked out by the Seventh Prince." Hua Cai pouted aggrievedly, her hand holding the wine bottle tightening, and she instantly felt the murderous intent rising again from the gaze fixed on her.
Seriously? What did I do wrong that you're already thinking of killing someone?
The two elders of Xuanming are simply insane.
Hua Cai quickly recounted the whole story, embellishing it several times before speaking with great sorrow. She subtly implied that she hadn't done anything wrong, but that the young prince had misunderstood her, and that she would return one day.
“The young prince saved my life, and it is my greatest honor to serve him.” Hua Cai said, not daring to look at He Biweng, her little hands nervously gripping the rope tied to the bottle mouth.
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