The Systems Challenge - Chapter 387: Unable to Not Trust

Li Zifu’s bad friend Yang Dejin made a prophecy, and the two of them both traveled through time and became the cannon fodder of two villains in a novel about the heroine.
Li Zichou looked at his dazzlingly bright dragon robe: …Yang Dejin, what an open mouth!
Yang Dejin dressed as Prince Yu disguised as a man to hide his identity: Zifu, have you also time-traveled? great!
Li Zichou took a deep breath: …not very good.
The setting of the original book: when the first female ruler of Dasheng came to the throne, the heroine Bai Qingyang was forcibly named queen by her. Bearing a serious crime, she endured dormancy in the palace, secretly inciting the empress and the prince to turn against each other, and in the end the fisherman reaped the benefits and ruled the world.
One is a brutal, bloodthirsty and wanton female tyrant, and the other is an ambitious prince who disguises himself as a man.
Both died, and the two died happily.
Li Zishou and Yang Dejin agreed that they would turn the tide before their respective death dates, and neither of them was allowed to show up.
In order to survive, Li Zi paid for the army and infrastructure construction, crazily swiping the favorability of the heroine, and laying a solid foundation for the heroine to ascend the throne. It is our duty to revive the glory of Dasheng!
On the other hand, Yang Dejin kept lighting up the skill tree, went to the temple and got the kitchen, raised private soldiers while running a business, and occasionally investigated cases with Xie Zhi, the Minister of Justice.
However, the two of them at that time did not expect that the object of their solo would be reborn after committing suicide, and the other would go back in time.
Of the four, none of them were reopened.
Later…
Li Zichou frowned: Don’t you think there is something wrong with the way Xie Zhi looks at you?
Yang Dejin also frowned: Impossible! I only like girls! I think Bai Qingyang is still interested in you!
Li Zifu beat the case: Impossible! Bai Qingyang is a straight girl!
Yang Dejin also took the case: Then I’m pure lesbian too!
Bai Qingyang: .
Xie Zhi:.
The desire to survive is full of Li Zishou × rebirth heroine Bai Qingyang
Born to Love Playing the Bookboy Yang Dejin × Disguising as a Man Backtracker Xie Zhirui
Some Happy Full Crew Reopening Literature
This article is also known as “Survival of the Villain’s Cannon Fodder”, “The History of the Dasheng Palace”, “The Package of Things About My Transmigration/Rebirth/Retrospect”
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VERY IMPORTANT VIEWING GUIDE:
1. The background is empty, and the dynasty cannot be tested
2. There are too many private settings, some refer to Wikipedia
3. The writing style is limited, so you can leave it at will
4. The plot is the main focus, and the emotion is the supplement
5. Qingshui Wen, who tells stories seriously
6. In terms of personal pronouns, when other characters face a character who conceals their gender, the insider uses “she” and the uninformed uses “he”, including dialogue and psychological activities. (Cold knowledge: “he” can be used to refer generally)

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It was said that Lu Zhi, the richest man in City A, had a wife whose medical skills were so good she could revive the dead!

Lu Zhi said modestly, “It’s not a big deal, but if she claims to be second, no one will dare to say they’re first.”

It was also said that Mrs. Lu was a top-notch hacker whose methods were so ruthless that bad guys frequently begged her to let them off the hook

!Lu Zhi smiled affectionately. “My wife is delicate and fragile. Those villains are just too weak.”

The audience all felt speechless. “You’re making up nonsense. Don’t you feel embarrassed?”

Lu Zhi raised his brows. “Hmm? Does anybody have a problem with that? Please step forward.”

Mrs. Lu was calm and relaxed. “You all like gossiping so much. If you don’t want to keep your tongue, you can donate it to me for research purposes.”

Everyone shivered in fear. “Please forgive us. We won’t do it again.”

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If Ke Xun could do it again, he would have never left his house to go out and flirt with guys, even if it would mean getting beaten to death.

Weren’t they supposed to have just been taking shelter from the rain in a museum and looking at some erot*c paintings while they were at it? Why…did they enter the world inside a painting?!

Mu Yiran: Every single one of us is acting out a role in the painting.

Ke Xun’s eyes lit up: How do we get into an erot*c painting?

Mu Yiran gave him a long, drawn-out look: Shut your eyes and lie down.

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