Future Beast World: Forced to Become the Villain's Savior

temple.

sunny.

Everyone was cheerful and smiling, happily and busy doing what they were doing.

Only in one part of the palace, the curtains were pulled, the doors and windows were closed, and the lights were turned on in the dark room. Only a half-melted candle burning in the corner gave off a weak candlelight.

On the precious sandalwood floor.

The fluffy soft blankets were scattered around, and a ball of something was wrapped in it, motionless.

a long time.

Waking up slowly from his sleep, Ming Chu sat up lazily from the carpet with sleepy eyes. There were a few silly hairs on his head, making him look particularly cute.

Well.

Counting the time, he has been staying in the dormitory for a week. It seems that... uh... he can go out now? Seeing Jin Jin... cough, it shouldn't be awkward anymore, right?

Emmmmmmmmm

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, I once again fell into a tangle.

All right.

It has to be said that he has been like this these days. The first thing he does when he wakes up every day is hesitating whether to go out. But every time in the end, he is still defeated by the shame and embarrassment, so one day

The day went on and on, and then we arrived at today.

Procrastination. I really can’t afford it.

Huh. It’s been a week, and I don’t know if I miss him today.

Mingchu lazily opened up the soft blanket on his body and was about to get up when a different smell suddenly overflowed from the soft blanket. At that moment, Mingchu's figure stiffened suddenly. He was still a little cute at first.

His face immediately turned red.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.hhhhhhhhhhhh.hhhhhh.hhhhhh.hhhhh.h

Since the showdown with Jinjin that day, he seems to have dreamed about Jinjin every night these days. In the dream, he even crossed the last hurdle with Jinjin, and then worked tirelessly

Mingchu hurriedly got up from the floor, almost staggering and ran towards the bathroom.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of shower water.

for a long time.

When Mingchu opened the heavy curtains with his long hair wet and wearing a new nightgown, a strong ray of sunlight suddenly shone into the palace from the glass window, making Mingchu squint for a while before he could get used to it.

Feeling the warmth of the sun shining on my body, Mingchu slowly raised his eyes and looked out the window.

His eyes fell on the servants of God who were hurriedly walking in the long corridor in the distance. Although they were all busy and even walked instead of trotting, they had obvious joy and happiness on their faces, as if they had met someone.

It's like a big happy event.

Ming Chu raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was an obvious look of confusion in his eyes.

How can you be so happy despite being so busy?

Are these people mentally ill?

His eyes once again passed over the waterside pavilion on the other side. He saw the red floral paper on the fence of the waterside pavilion. Even the pavilion plaque in the center of the waterside pavilion was framed with red paper. Mingchu's eyes suddenly showed a deep confusion.

what's the situation?

Why are you posting those damn things?

Will there be any big sacrifices in the temple recently?

At the beginning of Ming Dynasty, he stood on the inside of the glass window with a blank look on his face for a long time, and began to recall his work content before the confinement bit by bit.

Could it be that there was some family blessing ceremony that he had forgotten?

Well.

It's indeed very possible.

After all, since Jin Jin returned to the temple, he no longer had the time to deal with the work, leaving all the work to Butler Liu and the Eighteen Divine Servants. Some time ago, Jin Jin complained about his lack of work, so he reluctantly took care of some more work.

military affairs.

So. Which aristocratic family's sacrificial ceremony was so grand that even red flower paper symbolizing good luck was pasted in front of his bedroom?