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Zhou Zhi was breathing heavily while listening to Xiao Cui, a girl who chattered like a sparrow, while reading the introduction to this world.

"Miss, does it still hurt?"

"A little more."

This world is a fictional dynasty, and the country she lives in is called Sheng. The emperor of Sheng has three sons, the eldest is Prince Pinghe, the second is Wen Ya Jushi, and the third is hemiplegia.

Needless to say, the protagonist must be the one with hemiplegia who has to use a wheelchair, because this world is called "The Spring of Passerby A: The Evil King Who Dotes His Wife Pretends to Be Disabled". You know what, if this kind of book was published in her middle school days, she must have read it with a guilty conscience, and must have stayed up all night for it!

Well, who hasn’t read this kind of blindly pampered literature of “slapping the face of the whole world for you” in their youth? Anyway, she is a local dog and she loves to read it!

Just when Zhou Zhi was about to continue reading, he saw something missing.

Zhou Zhi: Are you playing?

A task suddenly appeared on the panel: [Please find the heroine of this world. ]

If the book hadn't defined a theme, she would have definitely told it loud and clear: All the girls in the world are the protagonists!

Never mind, she'll take her time with the task. She looked at Xiao Cui who was still working hard next to her and said, "It's raining really hard."

"Yes, young lady, the rain is so heavy. If I had known it would rain today, I would not have come to worship the Buddha. I have come here every day to worship the Buddha, but the Buddha has never shown mercy to you."

Yes, she is another noble lady with nothing good to say. She is the only precious daughter of the prime minister in the current court. She has been very sickly since childhood and spends her free days worshiping Buddha. Many nobles in the capital like this sickly beauty, but because of this disease, no one is willing to marry her and take her home to serve her.

She was like a glass jar that would faint from crying at any time when she got home. The royal family, who valued offspring, were even more unwilling to marry her. In addition, she was the prime minister's favorite and could not be bullied or pushed away. The prime minister might even bring bad luck to her every few days, which resulted in her being unmarried even after three years of marriage.

Today was just her daily activity - an ordinary day for worshiping Buddha. However, she encountered heavy rain when going down the mountain. The road was washed away and the carriage could not pass at all. The servants she brought with her were not enough. The sick beauty fell when she tried to walk back. Her beautiful and delicate silk skirt was stained with a lot of mud. Now she could only wait for people in the dilapidated temple on the mountainside with this chattering maid.

But this place is really far away from the city, and I don’t know how long I have to wait for someone to come.

Considering her image as a frail beauty, she didn't even scratch her itchy ears.

The rain was getting heavier. If she didn't leave, the dilapidated temple would probably collapse under the rain.

But the rain continued, and there was no news of the people who went to explore the way back. Xiao Cui gradually lost the strength to speak.

"Miss! There's someone here!"

Xiao Cui's sudden high-pitched voice not only woke up the drowsy Zhou Zhi, but also caused a group of people passing by on horseback to look over.

But he drew his sword and pointed it at them.

"who!"

A rough voice roared out, and Zhou Zhi, who was numb from squatting, wanted Xiao Cui to help her up. As soon as she stretched out her hand, she saw Xiao Cui, the maid who had been chattering for a long time, kneeled on the ground facing the group of people outside, and then fainted.

Zhou Zhi: Sometimes it is really helpless to have such a maid around.

Zhou Zhi walked out from the darkness, and when light and darkness met, she saw an arrow shot towards her crown.

"careful!"

Zhou Zhi's legs went limp and her head tilted. The arrow just grazed her hair, cutting off a piece of hair at shoulder level.

Zhou Zhi: dumbfounded.

My hair!!!

"Sister Dai Dai!"

She stared forward in a daze, tears of shock in her eyes, as she watched a young man run over and help her up.

Zhou Zhi recognized him. The book said that he was the son of the Shangshu next door and was now a military strategist. What was his name?

"Don't you remember me? I held you in my arms when you were a kid!"

As we all know:......

She sneered twice and pretended to be embarrassed: "I have never seen anyone shoot arrows at someone after meeting him again after a long separation."

"Hey! Don't misunderstand me! This arrow was shot by Ran Xing!"

He was so anxious that he tried to identify the person, but when he turned around, even the person who was on the horse just now was gone.

"I'm sorry if that was offensive."

Zhou Zhi looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall man a few steps away bowing to her. He opened his palm, and in his palm lay a piece of shiny hair - it was hers.

"I thought it was a bandit and acted impulsively."

Zhou Zhi was very angry, but she still had to pretend to be generous. She smiled politely: "Nothing, I'm not hurt."

"My name is Luo Sui. You can wake me up just like you are sleeping."

The man spoke coldly and contradictorily, and the introduction seemed both sincere and awkward. However, she extracted useful information. This silly-looking man actually knew that her military advisor was called Zimian!

Hi hi hi, it’s worthy of her!

"Hello, Brother Ran Xing, I am Zhou Zhi, and my father is..."

"Are you the precious eyeball of old fox Zhou?"

Luo Sui blurted out, and Lin Zimian was unable to catch up with his words. When Luo Sui realized that he was being abrupt, Zhou Zhi had already calmly spoken, and did not deny anything: "If you are talking about the current prime minister, then it is indeed my father."

Lin Zimian secretly clicked his tongue: He is still so vindictive that he stopped calling me brother just because of one sentence.

The next moment, Zhou Zhi turned his gaze and stared at him without blinking.

"Brother Zimian."

"What's wrong, dear sister Dai Dai?"