Host, Please Don’t Match Up with the Vicious Female

Song Qi didn't like this feeling very much.

The next morning, the wind was still strong outside, so Song Qi went to see Yata as usual.

Yata's condition is not very good. She had a fever again last night and has been in a dazed state until now.

Medicine can't get in either.

Yata's face flushed, her brows furrowed, and she looked very uncomfortable.

Song Qi grabbed Yata's hand, looked at her, and lowered his voice: "You can go out soon, you can hold on."

Yata did not respond.

"System, what is the ending of Yata?" Song Qi asked.

The system was silent for a while.

"The current plot line has deviated by 80% for some reasons. According to Yata's original ending, she will poison you, and then the emperor will put her into the cold palace and die of illness."

"Will she die now?" Song Qi frowned.

The system was silent again.

Song Qi sighed, a little irritable.

"The imperial concubine, you go back first, don't overwhelm you. If anything happens, someone will let you know." said the court lady next to her.

Song Qi nodded, put down Yata's hand, and walked out.

She hates the feeling of being unable to do anything.

"Queen, will you die?" Song Qi thought of Meng Yilan.

"Yes, when King Rui rebelled, she would be killed in the chaos."

Song Qi twitched the corners of his mouth: "Haha."

More irritable.

Song Qi went to Meng Yilan's palace.

Meng Yilan was embroidering, when he saw Song Qi coming in, he beckoned, with a bright smile on his face: "I'm embroidering a purse, what do you like?"

"Whatever you embroider, I can do it." Song Qi sat down beside Meng Yilan.

Meng Yilan glanced at Song Qi, three points shy in his eyes: "Well, then I will do what I like, and don't dislike it then."

"Yeah." Song Qi nodded, she picked up the cup, her voice was a little low, "Yata... doesn't look good."

Meng Yilan's hand stiffened, and he looked up at Song Qi, a little more panic in his eyes: "Isn't it just a wind chill?"

"Yeah, isn't it just a wind chill?" Song Qi rubbed his temples, "I had a fever again last night, and I haven't woken up yet."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Song Qi didn't speak.

Meng Yilan lowered his head and touched the cloth embroidered with a leaf on his hand.

Song Qigan sat all morning, occasionally looking at Meng Yilan, who was quietly busy embroidering.

When he met Meng Yilan's worried eyes, he looked away.

"Do you want to practice martial arts with me?" Song Qi asked.

"Huh?" Meng Yilan looked at Song Qi, really didn't understand why this topic suddenly jumped over here.

"Isn't it insecure in the palace recently?"

"But don't you want to learn martial arts from a young age? It's useless to learn now." Meng Yilan looked at Song Qi, "Also, you know that I am a spoiled person, but I can't suffer much."

Song Qi frowned, "Then you should work out with me recently. You can't fight, and it's better to run faster."

"It's useless, you guys who do light work, no matter how fast I run, won't I still be caught?"

Song Qi:...

There is no way to refute it.

Meng Yilan frowned when she saw Song Qi, and then smiled: "It's okay, each has his own life. When I shouldn't die, I won't let me die."

Song Qi's brows frowned more severely. What she hated the most was to hear these words: "If you encounter danger, I hope you don't give up struggling."

Meng Yilan grabbed his purse's hand and looked up at Song Qi. After a long while, he nodded and said nonchalantly: "If you can live, who doesn't want to."

The two had lunch, and they were going to rest for a while.

Yata's court lady stumbled in, her expression flustered.

"The concubine, the princess...the princess..."

Before the man had finished speaking, Song Qi rushed out, using light power, and flew directly into the palace.

When she arrived, Yata was sitting on the bed, looking in good spirits.

Someone was already crying nearby.

The atmosphere in the whole room is very depressing.

"What are you crying for?" Song Qi looked at the crying person next to him, and suddenly became angry: "I want to cry and get out and cry."

This is the first time she has become angry since she came here.

Everyone's body became stiff, and they suppressed the cry abruptly and left the room.

Yata smiled at Song Qi: "Why are you so angry today."

"Have you taken the medicine? My temper could be a little bit bigger."

"Don't drink it, it's too bitter." Yata looked at Song Qi and coughed again.

Song Qi frowned, "You can leave in one day."

"Well, that's great." Yata smiled and glanced outside the door. "I thought I would be trapped in this place for a long time, but later found out that it was only for a few months."

"Yata." Song Qi frowned.

Yata took a deep breath: "I know that feeling. I know I'm almost like this."

"thank you."

She wanted to lie down on the bed: "I'm so tired, hey, I've always wanted to beat you up, but now I can't find a chance."

Song Qi looked at her with a dark face.

Yata lay down slowly, and stretched out her hand to hold Song Qi. She has become more and more difficult to speak: "If possible, I hope my knife can be buried with me, there is no need to be sad for me, Shao Jie , Don’t cry, you don’t look good at first, and you’re even uglier when you cry.”

"Finally, Shao Jie, be careful... that queen." Yata said.

The word "Queen" is very hard.

Yata's voice faded, looking at Song Qi's face, and finally closing her eyes slowly.

Meng Yilan stood at the door, his face pale.

As soon as she came over, she heard Yata's last words.

Meng Yilan clenched his fist tightly, his mind went blank.

She couldn't see Song Qi's face, but she could see her holding Yata's hand slowly and hard.

The palace ladies began to cry again.

And the crying around is getting louder and louder.

Meng Yilan stood still, motionless.

Song Qi put down Yata's hand and stuffed it into the quilt. She got up and looked back at Meng Yilan.

Meng Yilan opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be blocked and she couldn't say anything.

Song Qi's expression was very calm. She walked over and took Meng Yilan away.

Some court ladies wanted to keep up, but they were shocked by Song Qi's "Don't follow me".

Song Qi's mind was also very confused, she felt that Meng Yilan should not be able to do such a thing.

Although she knew that there shouldn't be too many different people in the harem, she still didn't want to believe it.

She felt a little conflicted.

Meng Yilan was dragged by Song Qi and staggered a few steps, and was finally taken to an empty corner of the palace.

"General..." Meng Yilan shouted timidly, her eyes full of helplessness. She pulled Song Qi's sleeve very hard.

"I believe what you say." Song Qi looked at her.

Meng Yilan was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Song Qi in disbelief.

"I..." Meng Yilan's expression just wanted to speak, but his face became extremely ugly.

She took a deep breath.

"It's not me, it's really not me." Meng Yilan said every word very hard. After speaking, his face turned pale and he fainted.

The hand still pulled Song Qi's sleeve, very hard, until the fingertips turned white.

Song Qi caught her and held her in his arms.

Song Qi's system is as quiet as a chicken, and I don't know why he is not surprised at all when he sees this situation.

The story of the collapse has long been expected.

However, Meng Yilan's system has exploded.

"Are you crazy?"

Meng Yilan did not speak.

"What is going crazy in your world? You have done so many tasks, and now give you a chance to reverse it. Don't you want it? Is it because the current punishment is really too light?"

Meng Yilan still did not speak.

"Do you think it's useful to pretend to be dead?"

When Song Qi brought Meng Yilan back, he shouldn't be too eye-catching along the way.

She put Meng Yilan on the bed and called the imperial physician again, who said she was just overworked.

Meng Yilan's face was terribly pale, and he woke up at night.

No candles were lit in the room, it was dark.

Meng Yilan held up Song Qi's sleeve: "I..."

"I did stumble Yata, but I didn't kill her." Meng Yilan heard a sneer from the system after she finished speaking.

"Yeah." Song Qi rubbed his temples, "Are you feeling well now?"

Meng Yilan was stunned for a moment: "It's okay."

"Why fainted suddenly."

Meng Yilan opened her mouth, suddenly lost her voice, and said for a while: "Overworked."

Song Qi glanced at her: "Then you will have a good rest from now on."

Meng Yilan slowly approached Song Qi, hugged her waist from behind, and lay on her back.

After a while, suppressed and cried softly.

Song Qi didn't move, just waiting for her to finish crying.

"Are you hungry?"

"A little bit."

"I'll let people serve food." Song Qi took Meng Yilan's hand away and wiped her face with a handkerchief.

Meng Yilan's eyes were placed on Song Qi's body until she was covered by the screen.

"Host, I suggest you follow the plot well."

"But I don't want to."

"She's just a bunch of codes, why waste your time and me for a bunch of codes."

Meng Yilan pursed her lips: "Really? But I feel like she is a person."

"You're more alert, haven't you all performed well before?" The system still doesn't understand what the problem is.

Song Qi came back and glanced at Meng Yilan who was sitting on the bed in a daze: "I asked the kitchen to do something light."

"Yeah." Meng Yilan regained consciousness and nodded.

"In the afternoon I asked Taifei Sun for help."