Fall In Love With A Substitute

"Your mission has been completed, you can stay in the current world for a week, and you cannot enter this world again after you leave. Are you sure to leave?"

"Yeah." Jian Yixin responded lightly.

"The channel has been opened for you."

In front of Jian Yixin, a white light spread out on the horizon, like a page of white paper with no margins, first spread out on the ground in front of her, and then lifted up by an invisible hand.

Jian Yixin's face was all white, more void than snow, glowing with a warm and greasy light.

She stood before the cross section of the whole world.

Behind him is Manxue, before him is the void.

"The host can enter directly and return to the field of the fast-crossing bureau." 09 prompted.

Jian Yixin paused, did not look back, looked up at a certain point in the white light:

"09, Has the memory of the task object been cleared?"

09 stunned.

"Yes, don't worry, host."

Jian Yixin nodded slightly, said nothing, and stepped into the white light.

Behind her, the snow was densely woven into a net, like uncountable white spots between the gray sky and the earth.

The soft white light can be said to take the initiative to melt Jian Yixin's figure into the top of her flying hair.

The moment Jian Yixin left, the world seemed to have been pressed the pause button.

Frozen clouds froze in the night sky, snowflakes no longer dance, neon lights forgot to flicker, and everything fell silent.

On the long street, Lin Qinglu stood there, in the vast world, his figure was extremely thin.

She seemed to see clearly the moment Jian Yixin left. Because of the dense snow, it seems that nothing can be seen clearly.

The snow that was about to kiss her lips stopped in the air.

Lin Qinglu suddenly widened her eyes.

The next moment, all the parked white spots moved again.

They are no longer snow.

These dense white spots stretch out the figure and grow a strange contour. Lin Qinglu took a closer look and discovered why they looked familiar.

It's a white butterfly.

It was as thin as paper cut, weightless, and lifeless, covered with snow-like ice and faint blue.

They were squeezed and squeezed in the air, producing a subtle, indescribable rubbing sound, misty and void, as if they were just sounds that people imagined.

They flew everywhere, covering the sky and the earth.

Lin Qinglu looked up, with a long neck and an ice blue skirt like water.

She saw these elven creatures devour skyscrapers, invade the night, and melt all real ice and snow.

They are the snowflakes on the TV, covering this picture called "the world" a little bit.

The world is like a colorful ice cream ball thrown into milk, melted by white.

But Lin Qinglu was in it, but her heart was as calm as a bystander.

Until a butterfly flew in front of her, slightly taller than her, flush with her upward gaze, flapping its wings gently.

Lin Qinglu smiled suddenly, she raised her hand and nodded on her lips.

But the butterfly did not fall on her lips.

She kissed Lin Qinglu's forehead softly.

The excessive bright light made Jian Yixin couldn't help closing her eyes. When the light faded, she opened her eyes and found herself in a pure white room.

She was still in the black coat, and snowflakes faintly moistened on the surface of the coat.

Unlike Song Pianzhen in the small world, she has a pair of brown pupils, which can make people feel gentle power before she speaks.

A little girl is sitting on a white square bench, looking at her with her face supported.

The girl with long curly hair and big eyes, wearing a small skirt, looks like a doll, looking at the age of eight or nine. She was holding a big blue pencil in her arms, with a pink cherry blossom-shaped eraser on the tip of the pencil.

"Host, welcome back to the fast-tracking bureau, this is your staff dormitory." The girl said in a familiar girl voice.

"09?"

"It's me." 09 showed a sweet smile, a little shy. She remembered the business and stood up, with her short arms, she easily fiddled with a large pencil that was a little higher than herself, drawing out a blue-glowing settlement screen in the air.

"Congratulations to the host, in the first mission world, your completion degree is S, and the contribution value has been sent to your account."

"According to the regulations, I have also been upgraded to a first-level system and open the exchange function. You can exchange materials directly in the system through me."

Back to the fast-track game, Jian Yixin finally felt amnesia. She was full of strangeness to the rules here, but she quickly found the point:

"Can materials be brought into the mission world?"

"No, it's just for you to live and entertain in the fast-tracking bureau." 09 shook his head, long hair swayed, "In addition to system exchange, you can also trade with others in the market, and the contribution value can be used as currency. "

"Ok."

After Jian Yixin probably understood, he looked around. This is a square room, everything is pure white, except for the basic furniture, there is nothing else.

09 explained in due course: "The room is now in its initial appearance. If the host needs it, we can modify and upgrade it to make it more livable."

It means that I am amnesia, so no matter whether it is the system or the assets I own, all are zeroed.

Jian Yixin has no sense of belonging here, and has no intention of dressing it up. But she remembered:

"Are you staying here when I was in the mission world?"

09 nodded, her curly hair flickered.

Jian Yixin smiled and said, "Just arrange it as you like."

09 The eyes lit up, and his face was full of surprises, more like a doll: "Is it really possible?"

"Furniture and things can be added as you like, so you can live comfortably." Jian Yixin said softly, but after thinking about it, he added, "Don't be too fanciful overall."

Ahhhh, the host is so kind to her! 09 Nodding excitedly, more small cherry blossoms bloom next to the pink cherry blossoms on the big pencil.

Jian Yixin took off her coat and hung it on her elbows. She pressed her forehead: "Is there a time limit for the next task?"

"Yes, within three days." 09 looked at her expression, "Quick Crossing provides emotional elimination function, which can eliminate the influence of the small world on your emotional level."

"Does the host need it?"

Jian Yixin gave a pause.

"No."

Complete forgetting is true separation.

09 Obediently said: "Okay, the host can take a rest, I will adjust the room, and then we can go out and around, there is a barbecue on the street that is delicious, as long as there are few credits..."

At 09, I started talking about eating and playing. Jian Yixin listened quietly. She felt that she really needed a good sleep first.

She habitually picked her watch, but felt empty.

"Ah, that's right." 09 explained, who has always paid attention to the host state, "things between the system space and the small world can't communicate, except for the clothes when you come from the small world, all other items are excluded."

"Therefore, a second-hand clothing market has also emerged. Everyone exchanges clothes from various small worlds, and we can also go shopping for fun."

"Very interesting."

Jian Yixin understands that she is going to hang up her coat. Before hanging it up, she checked the two coat pockets as usual.

09 Knowing that she has the habit of checking her pockets, seeing that she couldn't change it for a while, she laughed softly:

"I said there won't be anything, the host can rest assured—"

09 The sweet voice came to an abrupt end.

In Jian Yixin's palm, a beautiful butterfly brooch lay quietly.

"Dear lady, good afternoon." The rigorous and indifferent female said.

In the silver-grey room, the surroundings were empty, only near the center, an oval silver-white cabin was placed.

"The entertainment project has officially ended. Please rate and evaluate the project experience. If you have any questions, 01 will serve you wholeheartedly."

The voice came from nowhere, with a subtle metallic texture. After waiting patiently for a minute, it finally awakened its goal.

After a few faint mechanical sounds, the eco-cabin made a long sound, and rotated 45 degrees upward from the semicircle lying on the ground, turning into an inclined posture, standing diagonally on the silver-grey flat ground.

There is no fulcrum between the eco-cabin and the ground. Upon closer inspection, there is no contact surface, but it is quietly suspended.

The hatch opened, and the person inside sat up, long black hair pouring behind him.

She has a very young face, probably in the transitional period between a girl and a woman. The two charms are intertwined in her body, and the mingled beauty makes people unable to look away.

The confusion in her reddish-brown pupils gradually dissipated, and turned to slightly bright, but her voice was restrained and cold:

"Who is she?"

"Which one are you talking about?" 01 had some guesses, but still confirmed with the other party, "Is it the one who caused your main consciousness to choose to end the project?"

"Ok."

"Wait a minute, we are inquiring for you——"

"I'm sorry, but the identity of the other party cannot be determined for you at the moment.

01 Empathetic:

"If you need, we also provide love projects. Professionals will find you in the small world and provide you with various love experiences."

"No," she said coldly.

"Ok."

01 didn't mean to say anything, the room fell silent.

The woman in the eco-cabin held her elbows on the bulkhead, propped her head, and spoke for a while, her tone a little annoying:

"Why am I so... immature in this project?"

After two or three breaths, 01 said: "It has been confirmed that there is no abnormality in your life in the small world. And, your performance is very good."

After a pause, 01 said frankly: "Indeed, your appearance is terrible when it comes to sudden love."

"..."

She pursed her lips, and after a long while, the beautiful brows frowned slightly, and said: "Her identity, really can't be found?"

"Because they belong to different departments, the identity of the other party cannot be confirmed for the time being. But if you insist on searching, I can call your Class A authority to track the other party's deeds for you."

"I'm going to the project she is in to help me locate." She did not hesitate, and then paused, "This time I retain emotion."

"Okay. I need to remind you that your memory will still be erased if your emotions are retained."

01 rigorously said: "Without memory as a foundation, the emotional retention value will fluctuate between 30%-50% of the original value."

"The emotions your main consciousness produces towards the other party will affect your'personality' in the project. I hope you will know."

"I know." Her voice was a little lazy, and she said slowly, "Class A permissions...can I specify the project world?"

"You can specify the project."

"I mean, she was appointed." She smiled slightly, "After all, I followed her, didn't I?"

After silence, 01 said: "After inquiring, you have the right to use a designated opportunity. Because the identity of the other party is uncertain and the designated result is uncertain, reasonable adjustments will be made, and it will not even take effect."

She nodded indifferently, then flashed her eyes, slowly making her request.

Jian Yixin was convinced that she had never had such a brooch, and with her jewelry appreciation skills, she could easily see the high value of brooches.

Where it came from seems to be self-evident.

09 The response to the brooch was bigger than Jian Yixin, and the pencil cherry blossom petals exploded, and the tone seemed puzzled to readers who could not do math problems and saw the answers to the questions:

"How fat four! How could this be?"

Jian Yixin was slightly lost, his fingertips brushed across the diamond outline of the butterfly wing, and a cold and hard texture with slight edges and corners came from under his fingers.

it is very beautiful.

The beauty reminded her that Lin Qinglu once said that she had prepared a gift for herself, and she would like it, her voice was a little proud.

Qiuyang happened that day, she teased Lin Qinglu, if she didn't like it.

Lin Qinglu curled her lips and said that she would like it if she didn't like it, so that when she was happy, she would give herself more gifts——

"I need to scan its data, and transmit the bug and information to the superior." Jian Yixin's thoughts were interrupted by 09.

She stared at the brooch blankly.

"Can you...?" 09 said carefully.

If uploaded, this brooch may be used as a bug on it for recycling.

After a long time, Jian Yixin said:

"Of course, this is your job."

09 Stretching out a small hand, Jian Yixin slowly put the brooch in its palm.

09 Put the butterfly brooch properly, hold the big pencil for a while, and whisper:

"I don't think it's anxious to scan it, so let's do it without waiting for the next time you come back."

Jian Yixin smiled.

She should have persuaded 09 to perform her job responsibilities as soon as possible, but the truth was on her lips and she couldn't say it.

Let her keep this little selfishness.

"Thank you, 09."

"No, no thanks."

Face to face, 09 seemed to be more shy, she covered her face with her hands, only a pair of black grapes with big eyes looked at Jian Yixin, Gu left and right said to him:

"Host, tell me in advance when you are leaving, and I'm going to the Quick Crossing Bureau to report for work."

There are only three days to rest. Jian Yixin doesn't have the habit of delaying things to the end. He constricted his eyes and said:

"The day after tomorrow afternoon."

"it is good."

In two days, it was only enough for 09 Kankan to decorate the room in the fairy tale style she likes. Fortunately, it is mainly white. In addition to being too complicated visually, there is no big cat cake.

09 After reporting from the fast-tracking bureau, I used a big pencil to draw four white halos in the room:

"Please the host randomly select the small world to enter."

Jian Yixin clicked it casually, and the halo jumped forward twice, turning into a light curtain, and Jian Yixin went straight in.

The cherry blossom rubber of 09 shimmered, she found a small bench to sit down obediently, closed her eyes, entered the connection mode, and muttered:

"Ancient copy..."

After the connection was completed, she opened her eyes, ready to erase the other halos.

The selected halo will lose its message protection, revealing the details as if the answer was announced.

09 casually glanced at the remaining three, and the cherry blossom petals exploded again:

"Why do I play Lianliankan with ancient copies????"

As usual, there was a burst of white light that made people unable to open their eyes, and the feet seemed to fall into the air. The next moment, Jian Yixin appeared in the mission world.

She was still dark in front of her eyes, and she smelled a strong smell of medicine in her nose, and she felt a sense of fatigue, lingering like a bone marrow, as if most of her healthy soul had been cut off, leaving only a little energy to support her.

To put it simply, it is physically weak.

"Princess! Whoops! Now the prince is in critical condition, you can't fall anymore." A sharp anxious voice said.

09 Express Road: "Host, your current identity is Princess Li, I will open more perfect auxiliary functions for you."

Jian Yixin said hello in his heart, and slowly opened his eyes.

There is a bright yellow bed in front of her. She is lying in front of the bed, her face is cold, her eyes are hot, and she must be crying.

There was a man lying on the couch with a face that was so beautiful that he was indistinguishable from male and female. At this moment, he was pale as paper, with red plums on his snow-white shirt. A closer look revealed that it was splashed blood.

His hair is like a dead branch and loses its luster. What is even more frightening is that his eyes have no expression, like the candlelight supported by the rustling wind, which makes people afraid that it will be extinguished in the next breath.

After the system was upgraded, the auxiliary function allowed Jian Yixin to see the names of these characters.

Prince Li Guo, Song Yu.

"lightly."

Song Yu grinned with difficulty, his hands like chicken feet clenched tightly, and he said every word:

"I didn't grant Yuexian to control the general's mansion, you must remember..." At this point, he gasped for a while before he could go on, "You have lived in the palace for a long time and you cannot trust King Chu. Don't believe those rumors— -To preserve Dali, we must... We must seek help from the family closure."

Song Yu's eyes were full of sorrow and exhortation. Given his current situation, there must be a lot of words to tell. I only hope that the sister who has lived in the deep palace for a long time can understand the current situation.

Song Pianzhen would inevitably be affected by him, and shook his hand back, with emotion in his eyes, and said softly:

"Brother emperor rest assured."

Song Yu smiled, becoming more and more like zhiruyu. It is conceivable that if it were not due to illness, what kind of grace it would be.

He took a few more deep breaths, as if his lungs and voice were broken gongs and drums, breathing straight, and could not hold anything in his body.

The **** next to him cried out in pain: "Prince, you can take a breath first, there is still time--"

"No more." Song Yu said slowly, trying to fix his waning eyes on his younger sister, "You use my identity to continue to support Dali for me. Xu Jing and the others in Donggong can do it. Believe, Piansi, don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid." Jian Yixin voiced comfort.

How could she let the deceased leave with such deep concern.

Song Yu didn't know how much he believed, but he couldn't believe it.

He closed his eyes: "Also, your body is better than me, but..."

"The fate is uncertain." In the end, he still reluctantly said, only vaguely took it, but insisted, "I must choose someone to come to your knees and inherit the rule, remember!"

Jian Yixin didn't know the plot yet, so it was inconvenient to say more, so he could only lean forward and respond briefly but solemnly:

"Okay, I will do it."

Song Yu coughed fiercely, as if he was about to cough up all his lungs, with a strange flush on his face, Xu Jing hurriedly stepped forward and waited on him with a veil. When retiring, blood dripped from the veil to the front of the couch.

Tick.

Song Yu chuckled, faintly seeing a gentle appearance, what he swallowed, his lips trembling, and finally said:

"Pian Sha, I believe Feng Yuexian."

"And... don't be afraid."

Jian Yixin felt an intuition in her heart. She didn't know whether it was too strong empathy or sadness that such a character would be ruined. Her eyes filled with warmth and her lips opened:

"I……"

The moment she opened her lips, there was a burst of power from her hand, and it was Song Yu who used the last strength to push her out of the bed net.

Jian Yixin fell to the ground and looked up at the person on the couch, only to see Song Yu barely prop up his body and pull off the curtain of the bed, his body crooked.

A weak and hoarse voice came from the back of the tent, and the air was diffuse like smoke:

"Take the princess to prepare—"

The voice stopped abruptly, and the figure behind the tent shook twice, like a rock collapsed and fell over.

"Prince——" Xu Jing threw himself on his knees, and the few people in the hall all whispered, hoarse.

Jian Yixin supported her body, with light tears in her brown eyes.

A heavy sadness spread, and for a while, only depressed crying could be heard in the hall. Even crying can only be quietly, like a sick cat.

Xu Jing was the first to kneel down and was the first to stand up.

He beckoned, a palace attendant stepped forward and gently lifted Song Pianqi up.

"Princess, the servant's name is Xueqing. By the order of the prince, I will follow you."

Xu Jing wiped away tears. After the prince went, his old face seemed to be old for many years. He humbled his waist and said to Song Pian:

"Princess, Xueqing is from a dark guard and is good at changing appearances. You and the crown prince look like 70% to 80%. You are safe in the East Palace. If you meet outsiders, Xueqing should follow you."

"From now on, the prince's last wish will depend on you!"

Xu Jing's voice was sad. He knew that the prince entrusted him to be extremely important. He was afraid that the sickly princess's spine would be crushed. He insisted on saying these words, but his mind and faith were shaky.

Dali... can it really survive?

After all he was old, he was exhausted with great joy and compassion, and he almost shook for a while, his eyes turned black, and he fell straight down. Unexpectedly, he was pulled by his lower arm to stabilize his figure.

When he came over to see, it was actually a princess.

"I can't do it! You are precious, a slave and a humble body——" Xu Jing was frightened, but he did not dare to struggle, let alone push the princess away.

"Gonggong Xu is a capable minister left by the emperor's brother to this palace, and you must not belittle yourself."

The princess's voice was thin and gentle, with a soothing meaning, so similar to the prince! Xu Jing was startled, the old tears.

Song Pian stomped him for a moment, and then slowly retracted his hand when he saw him standing firmly.

This body is too weak, she just said a few words, she still has to stop and take a few breaths, wait for the voice to stabilize, she said:

"I also hope that the father-in-law Xu is too sad. The deceased is dead, leaving a last wish. I also hope that the father-in-law will assist the palace and fulfill the last wish of the emperor, and see that Dali is stable."

Song Pianzhen was warm and gentle, and more importantly, when the prince died suddenly and the people were in panic, she suppressed her grief, stabilized her mind, and calmed people's hearts.

She didn't just tell Xu Jing what she said, the expressions of the rest of the people in the hall were finally set, and they were panicked if they didn't recover.

They looked at Song Pianzuo, who was wearing a thin spring tunic, standing there delicately, but at this moment, it was like a nail, nailing everyone's hearts firmly.

Unexpectedly, before the catastrophe, the most able to withstand is the princess who looks the weakest and is as delicate and afraid of the wind as a spring flower.

Xu Jing stared at Song Pianxiu's thin figure, a little hope rose in his heart.

If it is such a master, maybe Dali really still has a chance...

The door of the temple was opened, and the servant of the first palace hurriedly saluted, and said in a hurry:

"Prince, princess, auspicious time is coming, and the wedding party is coming!"

He didn't even know that the prince was dead.

"Princess." Xu Jing looked at Song Pianzhen and waited for her to signal.

Song Pianzhen sighed softly.

The emperor's brother has passed away, leaving the veteran Xu Jing. In just a few words, you can see that Dali's imperial power is swaying in wind and rain.

I don't know how much power the emperor has left to him, but he has fallen to marriage as a covenant, bowing his head to the general's mansion, he must not be optimistic.

Nowadays, she doesn't even have time to listen to the plot of 09, so she has to deal with continuous things first.

"Brother emperor here..."

Xu Jing said knowingly: "Don't worry, the minion here is watching."

"Well, let's go." Without time to delay, Song Pianzhen took Xueqing out of the main hall of the East Palace.

Xue Qing assisted her to cross the threshold, Song Pianyu looked up, the light green palace string beside the skirt swayed slightly in the wind.

Except for the glazed tiles on the vermilion palace wall, there are hundreds of levels of Huang Rui beasts, and under the eaves are glazed lamps surrounded by red gauze, emitting scarlet light.

There was no one around, but Xueqing still suppressed the sound.

"Princess, today is Fengyuexian and..." Xueqing paused, "The day of great joy with you."