Have you adapted?
It seemed that she had not been so eager to return to her world from the very beginning.
"When I chose you, I just thought you were amazing and would definitely be able to complete her mission." Seventh Point felt the wind blowing past his ears, "But I didn't expect that your arrival would make the characters in this book come alive."
"They went off the planned path and took a path that even I couldn't predict."
Shen Qing didn't speak.
Her original intention was just to control her own destiny and not be controlled by others. She had no intention of subverting anything.
"I've screened many people to this position. Some chose to cling to the male protagonist, seeking his protection. Some were ambitious and wanted to overthrow the emperor. Some tried to live in seclusion, away from the control of the plot, but in all cases, they died a violent death."
“Only you.” Seventh Point turned to look at Shen Qing, “Shen Qing, I can no longer see your end.”
In other words, her fate has changed.
"Perhaps, it's not that I chose you, but that you belong to this world."
"Do you know why I'm called Seventh Point?"
"Why?" she asked.
"Life is like a roll of six dice. No matter which way you roll, you can't escape your predetermined fate. And I am the seventh point in the world, an alternative beyond the predetermined."
"Shen Qing, you win."
Shen Qing reached out and flicked the seventh point's head, chuckling, "You didn't lose either, Murong Zhi and Shen Jing didn't break up."
Seventh shook his head.
"I lost because the male and female protagonists were not the best choices at all. Everything I had insisted on was gone."
Shen Jing is narrow-minded, hypocritical, and extremely jealous, which doesn't meet the requirements of a heroine at all. Murong Zhi is cruel and ruthless, and can do nothing but show off.
"Everyone is the protagonist of their own life, but their positions are different. In the world of crows, swans are also at fault." Shen Qing sighed, "So what are your plans next?"
"I don't know." Seventh Point shook his head.
"How about collaborating with me to change the protagonist of this book?"
At the seventh point, she suddenly looked up at Shen Qing. Her eyes were full of confidence, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, like a spring breeze.
It’s hard not to be tempted by this proposal!
Suddenly, a snowflake fell quietly, like a light fairy, slowly opening this winter feast.
Then, snowflakes began to fall all over the sky, like torn cotton wool, pouring down endlessly from the gray sky.
It's snowing.
The first snow of this year.
"My dear."
Snowflakes fluttered down in the yard. Jiang Zhuo, wearing a red cloak, stood out against the icy snow.
He held a green umbrella, the handle firmly grasped between his slender fingers. He tilted his head slightly, gazing longingly at her in the attic.
Shen Qing tilted her head to look at him, smiling faintly without saying a word.
At the seventh point, he looked at Chen Qing, frowned at Jiang Zhuo, and then muttered a few words in a daze, and no one knew what he was busy with.
"I brought two pots of fine wine. Would you like to play chess with me over the wine?"
"good."
In the attic, Jiang Zhuo brushed off the snowflakes on his body and sat down opposite Shen Qing.
"Have you ever heard the legend of the first snow?"
"Tell me about it." Shen Qing lit charcoal and warmed the wine.
“Legend has it that the first snowflake of winter is a messenger from heaven.
When the first snow falls, all wishes are heard by the gods. If you make a wish sincerely at the moment when the snowflakes are falling, it may come true in the coming year.
If lovers can walk hand in hand in the snow, they will be together until old age, and their love will be blessed by the purity of the first snow and will never fade.
"oh."
The corner of Jiang Zhuo's mouth twitched. How could she not be moved by such romance?
"Don't you have any wishes?"
Chen Qing raised his eyes to look at the snowflakes falling outside, "Yes, I only wish for a lifetime..."
"Glory and wealth!" Jiang Zhuo continued Shen Qing's words, "Qingqing, you are really a very dedicated person."
Shen Qing chuckled.
"Murong Zhi has been searching for assassins these days, but hasn't found much." Jiang Zhuo placed a piece on the chessboard, "However, he and Jin Manyue are getting closer and closer.
As far as I know, Jin Manyue and Murong Zhi have no personal relationship, so why would she risk her life to shield Murong Zhi from an arrow?
Jiang Zhuo couldn't understand, how could Murong Zhi be so charming?
"Jin Manyue and Jin Nanchen are siblings from the same mother. Jin Nanchen is not outstanding among the princes of Jinyang Kingdom. It would be difficult for him to ascend to the throne on his own."
"My dear, what you mean is that Jin Manyue wants to use Murong Zhi to help Jin Nanchen seize the throne of Jinyang Kingdom?"
"If one person sacrifices his life for another without any reason, it must be profitable." Chen Qing blocked Jiang Zhuo's retreat with the white pieces and took a sip of the wine glass.
"That's not right." Jiang Zhuo shook his head. "I'm being nice to Qingqing, and I don't want anything in return."
Shen Qing paused with his fingers, the smile in his eyes not diminishing.
"Jiang Zhuo, do you know what you look like?"
Jiang Zhuo raised his eyes and looked at Chen Qing.
"What?"
…
The snow kept falling, covering the entire capital in a blanket of silver.
The houses and buildings in the streets and alleys seemed to be covered with a thick quilt, arranged in an orderly manner. The vermilion doors and windows looked even more vivid and eye-catching against the white snow.
The lakes in the capital were also covered with a thin layer of ice, and snowflakes fell on the ice, like countless tiny diamonds inlaid on it.
The trees on the streets and alleys have long been covered with jade-like branches. Some branches are slightly bent by the weight of the snow. Occasionally, a cold wind blows, and snowflakes will fall to the ground.
Jiang Zhuo didn't remember how he left Wangyuexuan, and Shen Qing's words kept echoing in his mind.
“Like the wine in this glass, the aroma is strong and surging at first, with a powerful momentum that gives people an irresistible impact.
But if you taste it carefully, you can feel its mellow fragrance, which is tempting to fall into it.
Then, you will recall the strong taste of the first time, which makes you fascinated and unable to resist drinking it again."
What Shen Qing meant…like it or dislike it?
He probably likes it, right? Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but smile.
Changfeng curled his lips and straightened his clothes.
What's the point? Those were two bottles of Snow Plum specially awarded by the emperor. I brought them back and before they were even warm, I eagerly gave them to Shen Qing.
I don’t know what love trap I fell into. I was absent-minded all the way, sometimes frowning, sometimes grinning foolishly.
Changfeng took two quick steps and caught up with Jiang Zhuo.
"Sir, I feel that since you are the Minister of Justice after all, it would be detrimental to your image if you just went over at the princess' beckoning!"
"Does this young master still have any image to speak of?"
That's true. After all, no one has any positive description of Jiang Zhuo.
Jiang Zhuo glanced at Chang Feng complacently, then snorted, "Besides, Qingqing likes my worthless appearance, it's called interest.
How can a mortal like you understand this?"
Changfeng said that he would understand sooner or later!
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