A woman dressed as a man and played the male supporting role: the male protagonist always broke the

Chapter 2 Mission Completed, Leaving the World

"Sister Ling, the eighth day of next month is a good day. The Imperial Observatory says it's a good day for marriage. Then you can be my queen!" The young man hugged the girl and laughed heartily, his eyes full of joy at marrying his beloved.

Ling Mo's body froze, and although he quickly returned to normal, Yao Xuanye still caught it. He suppressed the violence in his chest and continued to smile, but his tone was deep: "Sister Ling is unhappy?"

"I am the defeated general of Xuan State. It will be disadvantageous for you to marry me as your queen."

"What's the harm in this? Anyone who dares to say anything will be killed."

The mind of an emperor is the most unpredictable, not to mention a ruthless character like Yao Xuan Ye who could hide in an enemy country for ten years. Ling Mo did not refute but leaned forward and kissed him skillfully.

Yao Xuanye followed suit and pressed the woman down on the couch.

"Sister Ling, I like you."

"I am pleased with you, too."

Ling Mo was very familiar with how to comfort this big dog, and he could speak pleasant words without hesitation.

The woman's words were like a dose of stimulant, which instantly made him forget all the violent thoughts of the previous second, and he just wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.

His eyes were filled with desire, he breathed heavily, suppressed himself, and let his hands wander over the woman's skin, but he could not soothe her, and it became even more unbearable.

"I really want to..."

"what?"

"I really want to get married today~ But Xiao Qi doesn't want to let Sister Ling down."

After understanding the underlying meaning of his words, the usually calm Ling Mo couldn't help but blush, turned his head away from him, and cursed, "Shame on you."

The light in Yao Xuanye's eyes became brighter.

Good guy, it feels good to scold him.

……

The whole country celebrated the king's wedding, and preparations were made everywhere in the palace for the queen's coronation ceremony.

Yao Xuan counted the days at night and finally waited for the wedding day.

Wearing a red wedding dress, he looked handsome, noble and festive.

The emperor should have stood on the steps, waiting for the queen to come up, but he didn't want to make his sister Ling tired, so he stood at the bottom, ready to carry her up.

As for what the people around say about it being against etiquette, what a joke. The etiquette system cannot restrain the emperor who truly holds power.

It was a pity that blood should not be seen on such a big wedding day, so they just had the old-fashioned minister thrown into jail, and said, "Remember to give him some wedding candy, and send him off tomorrow after he eats it."

"Yes."

[The original male protagonist is just cruel, but not so...stubborn.]

[The male protagonist who is in ruins, just watch it. Time is up, exchange points for potions. ]

[Okay, ding——100 points deducted, recovery potion exchanged. ]

After drinking the potion, all his martial arts skills were restored. He chopped down the maid in the palace with a knife and removed the complicated decorations on his body, leaving only the simplest red wedding dress.

Ling Mo held a golden hairpin in his hand. He dodged the guards outside, flew over the roof with light Kung Fu, and immediately headed towards the position of the heroine located by the system.

Today is a big wedding, and the guards in many places have relaxed their guards and are drinking to celebrate.

Ling Mo's obedience over the past few days and the cartilage powder on her body made Yao Xuanye very confident that she could not escape, until the people who came to pick up the bride came back with an empty sedan chair and reported that the queen had run away.

"Seal off the entire city and look for him!" The young emperor's voice sounded as if it came from hell, filled with darkness and danger. His sharp eyebrows no longer looked as obedient as they did in front of a woman.

He clenched his five fingers, took his sword, and walked towards one direction.

That was where the Ling family army and Hua Yan were imprisoned.

He had a feeling that the person was there.

……

"Brother Ling?!"

When Hua Yan saw Ling Mo dressed as a woman, her mind froze for a moment, and then she became angry in an instant, "Ling Qi, that bastard, I've seen that he has evil intentions! Now he dares to let you dress up as a woman to humiliate you, ah - I'm going to kill him!!"

"Yan'er, now is not the time to talk about this. I'll send you away first." Ling Mo did not explain.

She was trapped in the palace for many days. She looked for opportunities to contact the Ling family army and arranged an escape route.

As long as they leave, everyone will hide their identities. In such a vast sea of people, it will be difficult even for a king to arrest someone.

"General." The subordinates looked at their general excitedly.

"No need to say more, let's go."

"Yes."

After disguising themselves, the group left through the city gate. As soon as they went out, news came that the palace had sealed off the city.

"The caravan ahead, stop!"

"run!"

The caravan that was originally moving, following Ling Mo's order, dispersed and entered the woods beside the official road.

After that, it all depends on their luck. Ling Mo protected Hua Yan as they walked through the woods, but Hua Yan was a delicate young lady raised in the boudoir after all, and she could not outrun the pursuers at all.

They were soon surrounded by officers and soldiers.

"Brother Ling, please run away and don't worry about me." Hua Yan cried, feeling deeply guilty for being a burden.

Ling Mo clenched the sword in his hand, raised his hand to protect her, and comforted her: "Don't be afraid."

These two words successfully made the girl feel at ease. Ling Mo was a god-like figure in her heart. Brother Ling said not to be afraid and he would definitely not let her get hurt.

The sword in his hand flipped, and the light of the blade flashed, making the enemy close his eyes involuntarily, but soon he could no longer open his eyes.

The man dressed as a teenager moved fiercely, and with a single swing, he could easily take the enemy's life.

The emperor who came upon hearing the news was wearing a bright red wedding gown. A sinister aura surrounded him, and his eyes followed her figure.

When he saw her disregarding her own safety to protect Hua Yan, jealousy tormented his heart. He completely lost his composure, drew his bow, and the arrow with a cold glow shot straight at the person who was so fragile that he could be crushed to death with one hand.

"Go to hell, Sister Ling is mine!"

The young emperor went crazy at this moment. He let go of his hand and the arrow flew in the predetermined direction. Ling Mo was led away by the assassins he sent over and could not be stopped at all.

[Warning! Warning! The heroine's life is threatened, compulsory protection has been activated! ]

But in the blink of an eye, the person who should have been on the other side mysteriously appeared in the arrow's trajectory.

Ling Mo could have swung her sword to cut it off, but she didn't. Instead, she let go of the sword and reached out to hug Hua Yan.

[Ding——The basic plot is completed. 】

"Yan'er, Brother Ling wishes you a happy life for the rest of your life... cough cough, no, harm..." The young man spat out a lot of blood from his mouth.

Hua Yan raised her hands helplessly, not daring to touch the person who was hugging her. What came into her eyes was the white arrow feathers, reflecting her confusion and fear.

She was not stupid and knew that she said this on purpose in order to make Yao Xuanye let her go.

But why? She is just a good sister that I have played with since childhood, right?

It was you, Brother Ling, who said it yourself. Why did you still bother her even after her death? She had let it go a long time ago.

[Ding——The male supporting role performed perfectly, the overall score is being calculated... Grade A! Congratulations to host No. 618, points +3000, leaving the world...]

Yao Xuanye ran over in a panic. After hearing Ling Mo's last words, he froze for a moment, then forcefully snatched the man away, fell to the ground, and shouted loudly: "Imperial Physician! Imperial Physician!"

"Your Majesty, the queen can no longer be saved." The imperial physician spoke with difficulty.

"Impossible! Impossible!"

The emperor couldn't hear anything at this moment. He just wanted his beloved to come back to life. However, the gradually cold skin under his palm told him that he had killed his beloved with his own hands.

"Sister Ling, I was wrong, Xiao Qi was wrong, I let Hua Yan go, let the Ling family army go, I shouldn't have been disobedient, please get up, please get up!" The young man burst into tears, his eyes red.

"I didn't want to destroy Xuan State, but that old man was afraid that you would become too powerful and threatened the ruler, so he wanted to kill you. I didn't want you to get hurt, and I didn't want you to marry Hua Yan, so when they came to me to restore the country, I agreed. I just... just wanted to be with you."

"So, could you please...don't abandon me."

"Don't leave me!"

Everyone heard the boy's belated explanation, except the person he wanted to talk to.

Today was supposed to be...their wedding.

[System 618: Host, shall we leave? ]

Ling Mo glanced at the boy on the screen, seeing his lost appearance. After a moment, she said calmly: "Eliminate the emotions, and then go to the next world."

I never went to see the lonely emperor again.

As she traveled around the world, what she saw most was separation. No one is inseparable from anyone else, except herself.

"Host, I will always be with you." System 618 felt the voice of its host and comforted him.

"Got it, you little piece of trash." Ling Mo laughed.

"Host, I am not a piece of trash."

"Well, big piece of trash."

"Host--!"

……

　small theater:

　　Male protagonist’s perspective:

　　First sight/target lock
　　Second sight/favorability upupup...

　　The Third Eye/Wife~Dear~
　　Momo's perspective: