Chapter 8 The Power Seizure Prince Regent Dad is Ruthless and Ruthless 8
Chapter 8 The regent’s father is ruthless when he seizes power 8
"As a princess, you must behave like a princess. Laying out strategy is your first lesson." The regent did not raise his head and continued to write. His posture was as straight as a pine tree and his expression was solemn.
In front of a 5-year-old child, he looks majestic and tall.
Fuchen held the situation map and looked up at the Regent, as if looking at a god, with a dazed look on his face, taking every word as a guideline.
"Today, think carefully about how the various forces will take action? If it were you, how would you take action?"
Fuchen lowered his head, looked at the picture in his hand, and fell into deep thought: How should she help the villain pretend to "take power" and actually usurp power?
system:……
[Host, you really have to think about it, why did you choose a child? Children don’t have their own ideas and are easily brainwashed.]
【You are now brainwashed by the villain!】
"Really?" Fuchen didn't think about it carefully. She was still thinking about her dream of "Queen".
In the evening, the regent had dinner. Fuchen was about to serve the table when the regent pressed his forehead with his palm and pushed down the stool, "No dinner allowed today."
Fuchen thought he was going to be punished for begging today, so he just made a "whimpering" sound with his mouth depressed, pretending to be pitiful.
The regent's calm words were heard no more in the dust.
"If you cry again, you don't have to eat tomorrow morning."
Fuchen: "..." Silently exited the table, returned to the study, and continued to stare at his own situation and think about his thoughts.
She's not hungry, really.
Woo woo woo.
Hungry.
Fuchen held the drawings and shed tears in frustration. He could still beg outside and get some steamed buns.
Here, there is no food, which is not enough to cry.
Woohoo, the villain mistook me.
Fuchen was so hungry that he fell asleep in a daze. In the middle of the night, he felt his body hanging in the air and was carried away from his position.
Half asleep and half awake, Fuchen heard a voice.
"People brought it. I'm hungry and don't have the strength to run." This was the voice of the regent.
There seemed to be another person beside her, but he didn't make a sound. This person took her.
Fu Chen smelled a special smell on this person. He couldn't put it in words, but it was like the smell of green grass in the forest and the smell of burning paper.
Soon, Fuchen was placed on the ground. Her back felt a little cold and she couldn't help but curl up.
This time, she felt she touched something.
She didn't want to wake up, so she subconsciously leaned to the side to absorb the heat. There was a sound of chanting a mantra in her ears, with the same tone and accent, and she couldn't hear the pronunciation clearly, coming from all directions.
This sound doesn't sound comfortable.
"Uh-huh." Fuchen covered his ears in discomfort and hid further to the side.
The muttering of curses continued for a long time.
Fuchen wanted to escape, tried hard to open his eyes, and stood up - there was a sense of confusion like a dream.
The room was an empty room, very dark, with no candles for illumination, and only the cold moonlight outside the window.
When I touched my body, I was covered in sweat. It felt like a long time had passed, and it seemed like I just closed my eyes and opened them for a moment.
His eyes accidentally looked to the side and froze.
Next to her lay a boy, lying flat on his back with his limbs hanging down. The man had a yellow face and thin muscles. He looked very familiar, but also a little unfamiliar. After a while of identifying him, he realized that this was the little beggar boy from noon. He had just washed it once and put on his clothes.
He had a clean servant uniform, but she didn't recognize it for a moment.
The two of them were lying with their heads and feet facing each other. Next to them was a Tai Chi diagram, with their heads placed at the extreme eye position.
She is in the black area and the boy is in the white area.
"Wake up. Wake up." Fuchen pushed the person and shouted.
The little boy was pushed and moved without any reaction.
"Hey, wake up." Fuchen shouted. She was a little scared.
There was no one in the room at all.
The moonlight was only in their circle, and she didn't dare to move.
"Hey!" Fuchen yelled, even standing up and stomping on the person's chest and abdomen, but there was no response.
[It’s no use, he was drugged.] The system spoke.
"System, what's wrong with me?" Fuchen said. Her head hurt.
[The villain invited the mute heavenly master to perform a substitute ceremony, hoping to change your fate.]
"it works?"
【hehe.】
Fuchen: "..."
[Guess what the villain is doing now?]
The floating dust feels strange, and usually the system makes no sound.
【He is breeding offspring in the backyard!】
【He wants to give birth to a healthy offspring to replace you!】
【You are a dispensable substitute!】
Fuchen's face was dull and he felt ridiculous. The eyes on the little fat face were wide open, as if he was very confused.
[Look at the mission image you chose! What’s the use? 】
[Nothing is said about your use, it can be replaced at any time, your actions are dependent on others, and your thoughts are affected. What use do you say you have? 】
The system crackled with output, causing my brain to ache.
The system's voice hasn't finished yet, it's still saying,
[Look at you, if you choose a general with soldiers and horses, and practice martial arts diligently, you can stop the villain's armed attack head-on. 】
[If you choose an assassin, I can provide three experimental medicines. The medicines enshrined in Foshan can directly change the villain's character. 】
[Even if you choose the regent and the princess, with the blessing of 1/10 of your own magic, now you are the one having sex with the villain, and you can enjoy the pillow sex!]
[The hosts of other systems have already completed several tasks! 】
[The fastest one has already done 16.]
A common phrase used by the system is, "You are the worst host I have ever had!"
She's obviously the first host, right? The mission has just begun. Fuchen doesn't pay any attention to her.
But now, the system uses comparison, "You are the worst in your class! Others are already number one, but you are still here."
Fuchen asked, "How did he/she do it?"
[If you choose an assassin, each person will take a pill to straighten their evil ways and return to their rightful ways.]
Fuchen was dumbfounded and a little unbelievable, "You're not even on top?"
The system was silent for a moment, [There were 3 suicides and 5 monks.]
Fuchen was dumbfounded, was he still being advocated? Half of the mission targets were immediately finished. They were to stop the villains, not kill them.
"Who chooses free mode and chooses their own mission image?"
【only you.】
Fuchen fell into silence.
Choose the mode recommended by the system. There are magic weapons given by the system. At the worst, you can restore 1/10 of your own magic and use your own magic skills to complete tasks.
If you choose freely, you will have to explore the whole process by yourself. The system will not care about you, and the punishment mode will continue.
"Alas." Fuchen was heartbroken and couldn't blame her.
There is nothing a lazy player can do when he encounters a slutty partner.
The villain knows that she is sick, and his first thought is to have a second child. What can she do?
"Alas." The villain misunderstood me.
At this moment, Fuchen's evil heart was ready to move under his well-behaved appearance.
She looked at the closed window and stared for a moment. Then she looked left and right, but there was nothing tall that she could rely on.
His eyes shifted to the child next to him.
Dragging the boy's body to the wall, he placed it at a 90° angle. Then he grabbed the edge of the window and climbed up on the person's shoulders.
You need to use strength both up and down. One hand is pulling the window edge, and the other hand is pushing the window.
No response.
He put his eyes close to the glass window to look, and could vaguely see a shelf set up outside to prevent him from being pushed away.
Fuchen pulled out the hairpin on his head and tried his best to smash it, but "Dang Dang Dang" had no response. Instead, because of his unbalanced body, his "body" tilted under his feet and he fell to the ground.
The glass windows are incredibly thick.
Fuchen was angry and smashed the hairpin over.
Unable to get out, Fuchen simply lay down and continued to sleep, sleeping under the moonlight in the Tai Chi circle.
At midnight, the door was opened.
The regent walked into the Dharma Hall and saw the floating dust in the Tai Chi diagram sleeping peacefully, with a stream of hair flying out of his bun and falling out.
The boy next to him was still sleeping peacefully next to him.
The regent's sharp eyes saw the dust marks on the boy's clothes. He glanced at the window and said nothing.
The light leaking in from outside the door was bright, and Fuchen woke up with his eyes open.
The boy woke up and looked around confusedly. When he saw the two of them, he quickly came over.
The regent pointed at the boy and explained to Fuchen, "This is your substitute."
"When you are alive, he will protect you from disasters."
"If you die, he will be buried with you."
"He is the one who belongs to you completely in this mansion."
He spoke in an ordinary manner, and his powerful voice always gave people a majestic and oppressive voice.
