"..."
How can it be proven?
If it had a physical form, why would it waste so much time on a decrepit old man like him?
The atmosphere quieted down.
After a long silence, the emperor finally uttered a sentence, his voice choked with emotion.
Are you sick?
"ha!"
Meng Qingluan seized the opportunity and immediately followed up.
"Your Majesty, look! Look!"
"This thing is clearly enraged after you exposed it; it's gotten angry! It's cursing at you, and you guessed right!"
The emperor, who was initially skeptical, immediately came to believe Meng Qingluan completely.
He immediately cursed.
"You filthy thing! Get out of my body right now! You still want to use me?"
"Can't you calm down? Isn't this the most important thing right now? Why don't you hurry up and kill those two people?"
"Shut up! You still want to spread your heresies? If you come out voluntarily, I'll spare your life. If you don't repent, believe me, I'll find the most powerful sorcerer in the world to subdue you."
"Can't you use your brain? If I wanted to harm you, would I have waited until now?"
"Didn't you want to find a sorcerer? Go ahead and see if I'm really the mountain spirit or monster they're talking about."
Seeing that the two were arguing more and more intensely and still not hearing any sound, Meng Qingluan couldn't help but urge them on in her heart.
Where did you go?
[Wasn't it supposed to be that once the rage meter accumulated to a certain level, it would be dealt with? Why hasn't anything happened yet?]
[World bug check in progress...]
[Test complete.]
[Level 1 defense system activated; clearance operations to begin shortly.]
Before Meng Qingluan could see clearly, she saw the emperor, who had been arguing and whose face was flushed, suddenly widen his eyes in horror.
He collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
She saw a white ball of light float into the sky, followed quickly by two blue balls of light.
Intermittent mechanical sounds echoed in the air.
"No wonder your luck value is so strong, it turns out you also have a system."
"..."
The blue light and shadow sphere tightly surrounded her, but Meng Qingluan suddenly saw the white light and shadow sphere break through the encirclement and fly straight towards her face.
She instinctively took a step back.
The other creature was faster, and just as it was about to reach her nose, a barrier automatically opened.
The white light orb instantly collapsed to the ground, and the blue light orb quickly flew to its head, flashed blue light, and disappeared.
Meng Qingluan heard it; she heard the last words the flawed system uttered before it disappeared.
"Not just the system..."
It's not just about the system.
Shen Yan couldn't see any of this; he turned his head and saw her melancholy expression.
"What's wrong?"
Meng Qingluan was brought back to her senses by his words. She looked at his face and shook her head with a smile.
"It's nothing, I was just a little scared when I saw him suddenly faint."
Chen Yan pondered for a moment.
"It's likely that the mountain spirits and monsters that were attached to him escaped."
"Probably."
"..."
Shen Yan sent her prepared men to handle the situation, announcing to the public that the emperor, after drinking, had come to the back garden for some fresh air and ordered his attendants not to accompany him. He then suddenly fell seriously ill and lost consciousness. Fortunately, Lady Shen, who had just changed her clothes and was on her way to the banquet, was able to summon the imperial physician in time.
Meng Qingluan returned to her residence, but she remained absent-minded.
[System, is there a third system in this world?]
After a while, the mechanical voice in her mind rang out again.
[The system has not detected the existence of any other systems, and there are no vulnerabilities. Please proceed with the task with confidence.]
Remembering the last words the white light uttered before disappearing, Meng Qingluan pressed for an answer, unwilling to give up.
[What if? Is it possible for your system to malfunction?]
【Won't. 】
The system answered decisively.
"..."
Meng Qingluan stopped asking it and started recalling the plot in her mind.
Calculating the time, the plot to seize the throne is only three days away.
Three days later, she will leave this world forever.
She felt a mix of joy and sorrow.
She was overjoyed; she could finally go home. Her parents must have missed her terribly these past few days and years.
I worry, what will happen to Chen Yan after I leave?
After thinking it over and over, she got up from the bed in frustration and leaned over the balcony to look outside.
It's getting dark again.
Shen Yan must have been too busy these days. Since that palace banquet, Shen Yan has hardly returned home.
Meng Qingluan looked around for a while, but still couldn't see any familiar figures, just like before.
Disappointed, he sat down, got off the soft couch, and lay back on the bed.
So bored, so restless.
The only solution Meng Qingluan could think of was to sleep. These days, she slept very soundly, and as soon as she closed her eyes, she would drift off to sleep.
In her hazy sleep, she felt a pair of cool, large hands caress her cheeks, the touch gentle, as if afraid of startling her.
However, because of her inner turmoil, she had already keenly sensed it.
She felt the familiar touch of his knuckles and smelled his fragrance, so she didn't put up much of a guard.
She withdrew her hand, but soon pressed it back against him, probably because he had held it in his hand for a while to warm it up, causing the temperature to rise considerably.
Chen Yan made no extra movements, simply tracing her face and contours with his fingertips.
He meticulously examined every corner, even noting the shape of her ears.
It's as if I want to remember every part of her, to feel every part of her.
Meng Qingluan's mind cleared up, but she dared not move. Her nose stung, and her eyes felt sore and swollen.
She dared not open her eyes, unsure how to face him.
After a long while, she heard him let out a very soft sigh, as light as a feather, gently brushing past her ear before returning to calm.
His cool lips touched her forehead, and he spoke softly.
"Go to sleep."
Goodnight, Luanluan.
"..."
good evening.
Meng Qingluan responded softly in her heart.
Shen Yan paused and looked at her deeply before leaving the room with light footsteps.
Hearing the door to the main room close, Meng Qingluan quickly sat up from the bed.
She lifted the curtain, got out of bed barefoot, ran up to the soft couch, and leaned against the window to watch his departing figure.
After a long while, she finally looked away and turned to sit on the windowsill.
She was sorry, but she really didn't know how to say goodbye.
She didn't want him to be so heartbroken after she left that he went crazy.
All I can do is help him get used to the days when I'm not around.
All she could do was protect his life at the last moment.
This was her mission, the only way she could get home.
It was also the last and most important thing she wanted to do for him.
*****
Three days later.
The old emperor ultimately didn't last long.
Deprived of the system's nourishment, he was like a bird with broken wings; his last breath finally dissipated in the night three days later.
today.
On the first day after the old emperor's death, the whole country mourned, but a bloody battle was destined to take place in the Golden Palace.
As a confidant of the Fifth Prince, one of the strong contenders for the throne, Shen Yan naturally accompanied him to oversee the situation.
Meng Qingluan changed into plain clothes that had been prepared in advance, while a noisy scene unfolded outside the door.
She frowned and walked to the door.
Unaware of the commotion outside, Dollar pushed open the door with a stern face, and the cold blade instantly pressed against her neck.
She subconsciously looked at Meng Qingluan.
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