I'm having EMO, can you help me die?

She pouted, and the doll in front of her pouted too.

"Lazybones, do you think I can have 'her' help me complete my next task?"

【ha?】

[Host, I can understand if you're lazy, but when you're this lazy, I need to have a serious talk with you.]

With a flick of its claw, the doll resembling Shen Qingqing vanished.

If you keep being this lazy, who will want to hire you in the future?

She blurted out Shen Qingqing's memories from before the system space appeared.

Each memory, and the host within it, is invariably lazy and good-for-nothing. Well, it seems there really are people who like hosts like that.

Leave me alone.

【. 】

Well, the amnesiac host won't even let me talk about it anymore, even though it didn't dare to say anything before.

thump--

Shen Qingqing lay down, and the soft touch lulled her back to sleep.

He didn't even take off his shoes before lying down on the bed and falling asleep.

Lazybones: So what exactly is it about the host that's so appealing?

Why are they so special to their hosts in every world?

"Miss is resting. Please stay for a moment, Young Master Yan."

The sound of servants could be heard from outside, as if they had woken up. Shen Qingqing opened her eyes groggily.

"Miss, Young Master Yan has arrived."

"Okay - I understand."

She yawned, threw back the covers, and swayed her head as she walked to the doorway, peeking out.

What is he doing here?

According to the plot, Yan Li is to be taken away by the people of Yan, and today he may have come to say goodbye.

Are you leaving?

"My dear Qingqing..."

The person in front of me had their mouth turned down and their eyes shining as they stared at me.

That expression looks so familiar; I think she just came here this morning.

The image of Mo Jing's pitiful appearance flashed through my mind.

"I'm leaving..."

[Host, the original owner and Yan Li were good friends, can you at least show some expression?]

He looked dazed, just like when he first met her, and his expression seemed to suggest he really wanted her to leave.

【. 】

I can't make facial expressions.

?

I don't need to teach Mo Jing; her heartache and reluctance almost overflow the screen. In the end, it's still a double standard.

"Come visit my Yan Kingdom sometime, and I'll definitely treat you well!"

He smiled and sincerely said goodbye to her. In that instant, Shen Qingqing thought that perhaps having friends was a good thing too.

"I will go..."

Thinking back on her interactions with Yan Li, they could indeed be considered friends, and she was even her first friend in this world.

"this is for you."

A bracelet, adorned with silver bells and some leaves, crystal clear.

"I......"

She didn't want the gift; she didn't like receiving gifts. Relationships between people were so fragile that they could break at the slightest touch and couldn't withstand any test.

Moving from one stage to another signifies the end.

"I made this myself, don't you like it?"

He didn't retract his outstretched hand. He knew that Qingqing didn't like him, but it was enough that he liked Qingqing.

It took him seven days to make this. He originally planned to give it to Qingqing on her birthday, but he had to leave...

Doesn't my little sister Qingqing like this gift...?

He bit his lip, remaining silent and waiting for Shen Qingqing's reply.

"I like it very much, thank you."

Shen Qingqing smiled. When she smiled, her whole face looked like a bright flower, very beautiful.

Yan Li's favorite thing was Shen Qingqing's smile.

He scratched his head sheepishly, his eyes darting around, and stammered, "I...I have something...I want to ask...something..."

Shen Qingqing tilted her head, wondering why this person had suddenly started stuttering.

With his golden hair and cheerful, handsome face, he's sure to be admired by many daughters of high-ranking officials in the future.

"My dear sister, do you have someone you love?"

"No." Shen Qingqing answered quickly, almost instantly. Yan Li was only five or six years old; could it be that some girl had already taken a liking to him?

She needs to set a good example and instill correct values ​​in this "plastic" friend. For a child like her, studying is the right path.

Almost the instant he heard Shen Qingqing's reply, Yan Li breathed a sigh of relief and slowly revealed a smile.

What is he laughing at?

Lazybones: Sometimes, the host really is a blockhead, even the God of Love can't help.

What anyone with eyes can see is indeed harder than climbing to heaven for the host.

Shen Qingqing, who accepted the bracelet, had no idea what it would bring.

-

At the beginning of the month, Shen Qingqing was arranged by Shen Jing to go to Yaozhou, which is famous for its porcelain. Shen Qingqing's father, Shen Yuan, runs a business there.

The porcelain produced by the entire imperial court and even by surrounding countries mostly came from Yaozhou.

The bumpy, potholed road made Shen Qingqing feel nauseous.

How much further is left in the journey?

"Miss, we will arrive in Yaozhou in three days."

"Is Miss hungry?"

"Ma?" asked the maid outside. "Miss Ma is usually not very talkative, but she has become much more lively these past few days."

"It's nothing, I was just asking."

As the curtain was drawn, Shen Qingqing was tormented. If she had known this would happen, she would never have gone to Yaozhou.

By the way, is Mo Jing in Liangzhou now?

The next plot point is Liangzhou, so Mo Jing should also be heading to Liangzhou. Grandpa said that Liangzhou is about two months away from Yaozhou.

That's so far! Why did Grandpa look so happy when he said that?

Shen Qingqing then remembered.

[He's not here, but don't worry, host. The male lead will be sent to Liangzhou in a month.]

【Oh. 】

It's best if the host doesn't know about Mo Jing's experiences during this month.

To some extent, a tyrant is a tyrant because of his own personality.

Personality, in some ways, is innate, but it is brought out in certain environments.

Mo Jing has this kind of personality; he's a born tyrant.

Woo hoo hoo—

A sudden stop, dust billowed up, my stomach churned, I couldn't take it! I was going to throw up, I couldn't stand it!

Let me down?!

Shen Qingqing looked bitter, her brows furrowed, and she swallowed hard.

She hurriedly jumped down from the platform, dodging the maid's hand; she simply couldn't hold back any longer!

呕—

Xiao Cui quickly helped Shen Qingqing, who was vomiting, and thoughtfully handed her mouthwash and a handkerchief.

Patting Shen Qingqing's back to pat her back and soothe her, he asked, "Miss, are you alright?"

Her tone was full of concern; her young mistress was so young, and she hadn't been in a good mood the whole way.

"Please, save me..."

"Who are you? How dare you block the way of the current Prime Minister's residence?!"

The escorting guards lined up and surrounded the person who was blocking their way.

"You little brat? Running? Where do you think you're going?"

Several more men wielding sticks followed closely behind. They looked fierce and terrifying. Glancing at them out of the corner of her eye, Shen Qingqing vomited even more violently.

My already uncomfortable stomach is now even worse...

"I'm sorry, sir, I'll take this lowly servant away right away."

"You lot, what are you waiting for?!" He stared fiercely at the disheveled child on the ground.

Several burly men gripped the iron chain tightly and pulled on it.

"Run? You think you can escape? Take him back!"