"233, are you sure that the dog tyrant will pass by the cold palace in a cup of tea? And without his guards?"
In the dilapidated cold palace of the Great Zhou Kingdom's imperial palace.
An incredibly beautiful woman was lying lazily and wantonly on a recliner in the corner, eating half a watermelon in her arms with a grunt.
"OK, I hope the host will seize this last chance to survive." There was an obvious hint of disappointment in the system's voice.
"I know, I know. Isn't it just a matter of finding a way to get in touch with him over a cup of tea? Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
After saying this, Si Muqiao continued to eat melon with his head down.
After eating half of the watermelon, she calmly placed it on the small table next to her, wiped her hands with a wet towel, and quickly got up from the recliner.
Then... using the tables and chairs stacked up inside, he climbed up to the top of the wall and looked around.
No one came yet, and she was bored standing there, so she squatted down, picked up the remaining half of the watermelon and continued to eat it.
But before he had taken two bites, a figure approached from afar, and Si Muqiao's hand holding the melon suddenly stopped in mid-air.
"233, why didn't you tell me that the Tyrant was so handsome?"
Si Muqiao, who was clinging to the wall, looked at the man who was getting closer and closer with shining eyes.
"..." Not wanting to pay any attention to her, 233 chose to mute his microphone.
"who?"
Suddenly, a cold and stern word with a murderous look looked towards Si Muqiao.
There seemed to be a sharp ice blade in that look, as if it was going to pierce her.
Si Muqiao's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help feeling a little flustered.
She forced herself to suppress the panic in her heart and spoke with a smile on her face.
"Hey, handsome guy, please eat watermelon~"
As soon as she finished speaking, she threw the half watermelon in her hand at the man.
"presumptuous!"
A storm suddenly appeared in the man's eyes. He dodged the watermelon's attack and then tapped his toes to fly towards Si Muqiao.
Seeing that she was about to be kicked away by the tyrant who used light skills, Si Muqiao dodged to the side and then took the opportunity to hug the man's thigh.
The man never thought that she had such a skill, and was actually thrown off the wall by her holding his thigh.
Or he was the kind that was used as a cushion for meat.
"God damn it, get out of here!"
The man who was pressed under him, Murong Qingli, was handsome and cold, but at this moment his eyes were filled with deep anger.
He reached out to pat Si Muqiao without any mercy, but Si Muqiao hugged him even tighter and muttered something.
"Sorry, sorry, don't be impatient, let me hold you for a while."
There was a cold murderous intent in Murong Qingli's eyes. He struggled and stretched out his hand to break Si Muqiao's neck.
However, Si Muqiao moved faster. She inserted the needle hidden in her sleeve into Murong Qingli's skin.
In just three or five seconds, the person under her who wanted to kill her immediately stopped struggling.
Si Muqiao breathed a sigh of relief, quickly looked around, then quickly got up and carried him into the cold palace.
Then, she squatted on the ground, hugged Murong Qingli's arm and started counting.
"??? Host, what are you doing?" 233's exasperated voice sounded in his mind.
"If you can stay in physical contact with His Majesty for a quarter of an hour, you can stay alive for seven days. Wasn't it you who issued this mission?"
“I’m completing my mission.”
"Host, we are bound to the Favored Concubine System with the goal of conquering His Majesty. What do you mean by knocking him out???" System 233 was so angry that it wanted to jump up and down.
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