Stealing the Hero’s Cool Script

At that moment, many bits and pieces of the past flashed through Yan Yu's mind, and each point of doubt was connected into a thread.

It's not a coincidence, nor is it a golden finger of time travel.

She is really a goddess, the character who was forgotten in the corner by the author of the original book.

"Candidate, are you okay?" Yu Fusang walked over and grabbed Yan Yu's wrist, "Let me see."

Even though Yu Fusang tried his best to pretend to be kind, Yan Yu, who already knew her identity as a villain, was still afraid of her.

However, this fear can only be kept in the heart, revealing flaws too early will only increase the defense of the other party, which is not good for her.

Thinking of this, Yan Yu could only reluctantly twitch the corners of his mouth, and politely replied: "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."

"That's good." Yu Fusang smiled reassuringly, as if treating a loved junior, raised her hand and gently touched Yan Yu's head, "If something happens to you, I will be sad for a long time."

"..." Wow, so touched.

"Take your dirty hands away." A voice came from beside, Yin Beiqing slapped Yu Fusang's hand vigorously, and pulled Yan Yu behind her, "If your school didn't put this kind of person into the examination room, she wouldn't Injuried."

Yu Fusang raised his eyes and looked at her, the smile on his lips was still hanging, but his eyes were like a knife gouging out flesh, "What you said is that we will summon the Liaowang family to interrogate the matter of investigation later, but What I am most worried about right now is Yan Yu's body."

Yin Beiqing wished she could tear off this disguised skin with her own hands, and expose the black heart inside to everyone's eyes.

It was you who wanted to kill people in Yaochi, and now you are the one who pretends to be worried.

Guo Lu didn't make a move when he changed his form, and he waited until something happened to grab the head.

It's really good and bad that one person can do it all.

"It's not your turn yet."

Yin Beiqing pulled Yan Yu up to leave, but when he turned his head, he bumped into a crowded crowd.

Dozens of people clasped their hands in front of them and looked at Yan Yu with longing eyes, "Goddess, please bless us! Let us pass the exam!"

"I heard that people who are touched by the goddess will have great luck. Can you touch my hand! I wiped it clean! It will never stain you!"

"Me, me, me! All I need is an autograph! I want to take it back as a family heirloom!"

Amidst the noisy voices, Yin Beiqing's face darkened. She opened her eyelids, and her gaze seemed to be transformed into a solid sword, constantly flying towards those ignorant onlookers.

"Want to die?"

The air pressure around her was extremely low, and there were just a few drops of blood splashed by Yan Yu just now on her eyes and lips, like a cold-blooded animal that had just finished eating, which made people feel hairy, and the sound was inaudible. The warning meant as a joke, who would dare to make a mistake.

"In no mood!"

"You, please!"

The crowd automatically dispersed to both sides, giving way to the spacious avenue, and the two were finally able to go out smoothly.

"Boss, it really can't be justified if you don't get into the team with this strength. Which imperial master can do this level of clear marsh before?" The person next to Ling Qi really couldn't sit still, "I can't Just let people go! You see—"

"Don't read it." Ling Qi stood up and interrupted her directly. Just when she was about to be disappointed, a stack of forms and the spirit hunter's token were handed in front of her eyes, "Turn people into the team within three days."

She immediately became excited, "How many do you want! I think the snow accumulation in their family is not bad, there is also Teng Jingjie, and there are..."

"all."

"Long live the boss!"

…

Several people were poured three catties of sand by the strong wind in the examination room, and the first thing they did when they returned home was to order the shopkeeper to prepare hot water for bathing.

Yan Yu originally wanted to sit down and rest for a while, to breathe slowly, but Yin Beiqing didn't go back to her room, but followed her buttocks into the door.

"Aren't you going to wash?" Yan Yu didn't really want to remind her.

The thing she was most worried about since time travel still happened, she spit out a mouthful of blood onto this cleanliness just so rightly.

If it weren't for the blood pact between the two of them, the grass on her grave would have grown three meters.

"I'm going to wash your hair for you."

"I have my own hands."

"That's fine, I'll stand by and watch you wash."

Yan Yu looked at her like she was looking at a vexatious child, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Every one must be washed." Someone said the most naive words with the coldest expression, and raised his finger to point at the top of her head, "Especially here, the smell is very strong."

"This?"

Yan Yu remembered that Yu Fusang seemed to be touching here just now.

She laughed, "You hate her so much, it's hard for you to hold back just now."

Yin Beiqing crossed her arms, "I've grown a brain, haven't you seen it?"

"Yeah, I see." Yan Yu smiled and turned to the beginning, "That's a big one."

Although she didn't quite understand the meaning of Yan Yu's words, Yin Beiqing could tell from her expression and tone that she didn't seem to be showing too much resistance to her request, so she took advantage of the victory and went after her, "wash your hair."

"Only wash your hair." Afraid that she would mess around like last time again, Yan Yu went behind the screen to change into a clean dress, put it together and stepped into the bucket.

If this person is not allowed to confirm with his own eyes that the hair on her head has been cleaned, it is estimated that she will not be able to get along with him normally for a long time.

In Yin Beiqing's eyes, it's not just Yan Yu being touched by Yu Fusang, her mind has already gone elsewhere, for example, some invisible "dirty things" that she hates in Yu Fusang's hands are being touched by Yu Fusang. Passed to Yan Yu.

If she hadn't seen Yan Yuzai carefully clean the touched place with her own eyes, she would probably have been thinking about it when she was sleeping.

— her Goddess was soiled, for that matter.

Perhaps this is precisely the expression that she regards Yan Yu as one of her own.

It's strange to say that Yan Yu can understand this kind of paranoia that ordinary people don't understand.

She turned her head and saw the dried blood on Yin Beiqing's face, "Your face is dirty."

Every second the filth on the obnoxious patients' body stays, it will torture them a little more, so Yan Yu is a little surprised at Yin Beiqing's calm performance at this time. The mouthful of blood that he vomited at close range just now is very difficult for this obsessive cleanliness patient. , it may be even more frustrating than getting it on the mouth.

But this person who was supposed to blow up his hair on the spot, just said with a straight face: "It's not in the way."

The face is okay, but dirty hands are not.

Yin Beiqing walked to the basin, carefully cleaned her hands, and slapped her hands three times, until Yan Yu felt that her skin was about to be scratched, and finally stopped.

"Look down."

The voice sounded like an order, and Yan Yu realized that he had already complied.

It wasn't until the hot water poured down that it drenched her thoroughly, Yan Yu blinked her wet eyelashes and wiped off the water from her face, "Have you never washed anyone else's hair before?"

"Yes." The voice behind him was confident.

Indeed, who dares to let you wash it yourself, let alone if your hair is not plucked out, it will be good if your head is still on your head.

"You... be a little more gentle." Yan Yu expressed euphemistically.

"I'm rough/violent?" Yin Beiqing said, pouring another spoonful of water on Yan Yu's head.

She closed her eyes, spat out the water that rushed into her mouth, and said bravely, "I think it's a little bit."

The people behind him didn't speak, Yan Yu thought she was upset, and was about to say something to restore the atmosphere, but in the next second, "嗙嗙" twice, a big lump of soaked bath liquid was covered on her head .

Then there was Yin Beiqing's technique like playing mahjong, she didn't even know how to avoid it with her nails, treating her scalp like a cat's scratching board.

Yan Yu himself was frightened by the sound of barking.

She quickly grabbed the man's hand, "Yin Beiqing, if you keep grabbing like this, I'll lose my head."

Yin Beiqing frowned, as if she was really thinking about her words seriously, and it took a long time before she replied, "Squeamish."

Complaints are nothing but complaints, but she did ease up and immediately put in a lot of strength, but no matter how careful she was, she couldn't match the unfamiliar techniques, and Yan Yu wanted to scream out several times.

After rinsing once, Yin Beiqing checked the taste carefully with his nose, but he still seemed dissatisfied, so he poured Yan Yu from the head to the bottom again with a splash, and prepared to start the second time.

Now Yan Yu felt as if a knife was hanging over her head. Every time she reached the spot that Yu Fusang had touched, Yin Beiqing's strength would uncontrollably increase. "A cry.

Yin Beiqing's movements stopped immediately, "Does it hurt?"

if not!

Yan Yu turned her head and glared at her. Although she didn't say the words, it was all in her eyes.

It may be because of the pain, she looks like she has cried, there is water vapor in her eyes, and the end of her eyes is like a blush sweeping out of the boundary, with a light pink color, as if tears will condense in the blink of an eye fall.

Except for annoying Yan Yu in gym class last time, Yin Beiqing had never seen her cry.

Unexpectedly, she stared at her with reproach and aggrieved eyes. Not only did Yin Beiqing not intend to get angry at all, but... suddenly felt a little itchy.

She clenched her hands silently, trying to suppress the nasty desire/desire that was about to move.

Breaking and dyeing beautiful things black is her despicable little hobby, but she can no longer do that kind of thing to Yan Yu.

Then she will become disgusted with herself, and then get farther and farther away from herself.

Yan Yu didn't know that Yin Beiqing was struggling back and forth on the verge of blackening, seeing that she didn't respond but stared at him in a daze, he asked hesitantly, "What's wrong?"

"I don't like this." The person opposite suddenly said in a very serious tone.

"What's the meaning?"

Yin Beiqing put his fingers to the ends of her eyes and rubbed them lightly, "Now everyone knows that you are a goddess."

This feeling is like her only treasure, which was suddenly discovered by everyone, and those greedy or curious followers kept visiting and exploring, even if it was just a look, it made her feel offended by someone invading the forbidden place feel.

Realizing that Yan Yu would soon no longer be her own goddess, Yin Beiqing felt extremely irritated.

"This will be beneficial to you instead." Yan Yu began to think about it.

What happened today has already been spread in Yuling. Wait for the examinees to go back and spread the word for a few more days. By then, the entire Kingdom of Jin will probably know that there is such a goddess as her now.

"As long as my identity as a goddess is confirmed, when your identity is revealed, the doubts you will receive will be alleviated." Yan Yu nodded, "As the prophecy said, the goddess will assist a queen who can change the fate of the country .”

"That's not what I want to hear."

"Then there's nothing to worry about."

"I don't like the way other people look at you, I don't like the way they follow you, and I don't like how kind you are to those messy people." Yin Beiqing paused for a moment, as if to give her time to think, and then came to a conclusion, " you are mine."

Yan Yu finally sensed something was wrong, frowned and subconsciously retreated.

She always thought that Yin Beiqing regarded herself as a trustworthy companion. Perhaps because of the occasional comfort, she subtly developed a little dependence on her who lacked companionship since she was a child, but those can still be counted as "friends". within the scope of

But if it's just that, the possessiveness she's showing now is too much.

Yin Beiqing chased after her with both hands, held Yan Yu's face in his hands, looked directly at her with silver eyes and said word by word: "I discovered you first, you can only be mine."

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