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

Our mission this time is to prevent the male protagonist from becoming a tyrant.

【it is good. 】

Shen Qingqing sat up from the ground, her hands clenched into fists.

The original host is so good, so obedient and well-behaved, so cute, I really want to pinch the host's cheeks.

Thinking that the host might regain his memories, Xiao Lan quickly suppressed the thought.

【Close your eyes.】

Following the system's instructions, Shen Qingqing closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she was in class.

She was a little dazed, and the chubby little hand in front of her made her unable to react.

Lazybones, lazybones.

She instinctively sought help.

The teacher on the stage was instructing his students to read aloud and did not notice the commotion Shen Qingqing was making.

[What's wrong, host?]

Around them, little kids were reading the book very attentively.

What do I need to do?

Little Lazy was relieved; the obedience made it want to cry. Thinking back to when it did tasks with its host before, the host would either remain silent or pretend to be dead, which really made it feel exhausted.

[Host, our first task is to befriend the male lead.]

When it came to making friends, Shen Qingqing's mind went completely blank. This...

How do I do this?

?

Does blocking memories lower IQ, or...?

Little Lazy knows that even though its host has amnesia, he is still a socially awkward person.

[Don't worry, host, I'll help you later. Let's start class now.]

【All right. 】

Shen Qingqing opened the book, but after flipping through it for a long time, she still couldn't find the page. She looked around at her classmates, but no one paid any attention to her.

[Chapter 12?, Host.]

Its host is such a poor thing, so cute, yet nobody pays any attention to it.

"Make sure you memorize this article when you get home today. We'll check it in class tomorrow."

The teacher stroked his beard, his eyebrows forming an "eight" shape, looking very stern.

The girls below had tears in their eyes; they were clearly frightened.

"Yes, Master."

Shen Qingqing pretended to follow along with the other children, mimicking their actions.

Are girls allowed to attend private tutoring here?

Shen Qingqing's memories are sealed, but her thoughts, cognition, and common sense still exist.

[Children of royalty and high-ranking officials were sent here to study from a young age.]

Do I also need to learn to memorize texts?

She frowned, while the little dumpling stared adorably at the books on the table.

Of course!

It really wants to see its host get its comeuppance; even though the host is so lazy, it still had to memorize things when it was a child.

"My dear sister, is it the Prime Minister who's coming to pick you up again today?"

【This is?】

A little boy wearing a dark-colored robe came over with a grin.

This person looks so lively, with golden hair; they probably aren't from around here.

This is a hostage from the State of Yan. You two have known each other for over a year; he is your good friend.

【?】

friend?

She's not very good at making friends.

"Ah."

Shen Qingqing lowered her head, fiddling with her fingers, her hair tied casually on both sides, looking extremely cute.

In Yan Li's eyes, Qingqing is the most beautiful girl in the world, without exception. He wants to marry Qingqing as soon as he grows up.

Shen Qingqing didn't know what he was thinking, but his silly grin reminded her of a certain animal.

Forget it, it's a bit insulting to say it, so I'll keep quiet.

In the far corner of the private school, Mo Jing was tidying up the books.

"My father is taking me out to play today!"

“I can’t. My father said I can only go out after I’ve memorized all the lessons.”

"It's okay, we'll come find you after you finish memorizing it."

As they talked, they seemed to notice Mo Jing and quietly moved away. They didn't like this guy; he was always gloomy and they were somewhat afraid of him.

"It is said that he never left the palace and stayed in the Empress's palace all day long."

“My father told me to stay away from him.”

Although the group tried to keep their voices down, Mo Jing heard them, but simply walked past them without saying anything.

These people know nothing; the Empress Dowager is doing this for his own good.

"My dear granddaughter!"

From a distance, Shen Qingqing heard someone calling her and glanced at them.

An old man with a white beard, wearing a crown and a purplish-black robe, with a jade belt around his waist inlaid with various precious gems, smiled and showed his teeth, looking very kind.

"Master...Master, hello." Before she could finish speaking, she was picked up and held on her shoulders.

Shen Qingqing: ...... A blush crept up her neck and onto her cheeks. She was five years old and felt a little embarrassed to be picked up like this in public.

"Again?! My dear sister!"

Yan Li put her hands in front of her mouth and shouted loudly.

Forgot about the conspicuous bag. Shen Qingqing suppressed her embarrassment and looked away, only to find someone staring at her.

Suddenly, their eyes met.

Shen Qingqing stared blankly, not reacting. Mo Jing stood alone at the entrance of the private school, his figure solitary, and no one paid him any attention.

She's just a spoiled young lady...

He avoided Shen Qingqing's gaze and turned to leave.

[Host, you didn't leave a bad impression on the male lead, did you?]

She sat on Shen Jing's shoulders, shook her head, and thought, "I don't think so."

"Sir, buy one of these bracelets! Your granddaughter will look absolutely stunning in it!"

"Give me a pair!"

"okay."

When they came across a bracelet shop, Shen Qingqing only glanced at it before the vendor rushed to sell it to her. Her grandfather, being the kind of person who doesn't ask whether it's genuine or not, bought it without hesitation and tossed it to her.

"These new pastries are absolutely top-notch in this city of ink; we dare say we're second to none!"

As expected, with a wave of his hand, which prime minister wouldn't sit down? He then took his granddaughter shopping.

Fortunately, there were servants, otherwise Shen Qingqing would not have been able to carry it all; going out once would have been incredibly difficult.

"My dear granddaughter, what else do you want? Grandpa will buy it for you."

No, I don't want them. They're all things you wanted.

"Grandpa will buy you anything you see."

Now that she finally knew the reason, Shen Qingqing stopped looking around and stared straight ahead, afraid that her grandfather would buy another car.

---

Can you recite the book?

"Mother, I can already recite it."

Su Wanqing sat on the recliner, propping her head up with one hand and pressing her temples, holding a book in her other hand, her expression stern. "Memorize it, shall we?"

"Your subject Liang reports: The late Emperor passed away before completing his great undertaking. Now the empire is divided into three, and Yizhou is exhausted. This is truly a critical moment of survival..."

For a full ten minutes, he spoke clearly and without any mistakes.

Have you been practicing calligraphy?

Mo Jing lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "Reporting to Mother, they are already practicing."

Incense wafted through the air, and the hall fell silent. After a long while, the person on the chair spoke, "Go down, Xiao Xiang, and get His Highness a few more books."

"Yes."

Seeing His Highness's expression, Xiao Xiang was helpless. The Empress was too harsh on His Highness, and they, as servants, dared not say anything.

"Your Highness, follow me."

Mo Jing turned his head, his eyes filled with longing, longing for his mother to care about him more, at least to dine with him, but his mother seemed to dislike him, which must be because he hadn't done something right.

"Let's go, Your Highness."

In a short while—

"Your Majesty, tonight at..."

"Your Majesty, they're with the Imperial Concubine."

"I know, please go down."

Your Majesty... You used to treat the Empress very well, but now, for some unknown reason, you are unwilling to even glance at her.