He reached out to block the dazzling light in a daze, and Heng Yu, who was lying on the pile of thatched trees, slowly opened his eyes.

After receiving the plot, Heng Yu looked up at the Broken City God Temple where spider webs were already formed everywhere, and then searched the small package next to him, and could only find a few cents from it.

Very good. It seems that the original owner had already reached the end of his life before she came. The most valuable thing on her body is the standard outfit she was wearing. And this outfit is the legacy she inherited from the old charlatan who adopted her.

Heng Yu stood up, moved his limbs, which were a little weak due to hunger, and let out a breath and walked out of the City God Temple.

[Zero, you forgot to get the package.] The system reminds her.

The Time and Space Administration has thousands of taskers responsible for the quick-through tasks in different sections. Each tasker has a specific number, and the system and tasker are bound to each other. When calling the tasker, their number is used as a synonym for them.

Although Heng Yu is not a tasker of the Space-Time Administration Bureau, when the people of the Space-Time Administration bound the system to her, they set the number "zero" for her - suppressing everyone's head, and the number that has never existed before was set up just for her.

Even if she was liquidated due to the failure of the reform.

But even if it was liquidated, there were still people in the Time and Space Administration to respect her and be afraid of her. In the end, she could only exil to this billions of time and space torrent.

Heng Yu smoothed his chubby dress, and he answered casually when he heard the system's words, "No."

After all, the original owner was a person who had been living in the world for many years, but he couldn't open the ball for more than a month, and he almost starved to death. From this, it can be seen that people who appeared in this world are not easy to deceive at all.

So although those things are very broken, the system doesn't know where Heng Yu got the courage to dislike them. After all, the difference between her and her penniless now is only a few cents.

That’s right, it’s just disgusting. Don’t think it’s an intelligent system and you can’t detect it!

[It is hard to deceive people in this world.]

Heng Yu nodded seriously, "Yes, it's hard to mess with the charlatan."

The system is stuck.

【…So what are you going to do?】

There is a stream not far from this City God Temple. Hengyu went straight to this place after leaving the City God Temple. She drank a few sips of water to cushion her belly before washing her face with the stream water, tidied up her long hair, and after cleaning up her clothes, Hengyu carefully looked at her appearance.

No wonder no one believed her to fool her. Her face was too young, she looked like she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was a little malnourished. Any excellent professional charlatan is not a gray-bearded and fairy-like appearance. No matter how bad she is, she should have a rosy complexion.

But not only does she look pale and thin, but even the charlatan suit on her body is obviously not as good as her size, and it looks like she is stealing someone else's clothes.

Heng Yu didn't stay for a long time. It was almost noon now. The original owner had not eaten since yesterday. Because of her hardships, her physical condition has never been very good. She doesn't want to experience the tragic way of death of starvation.

The City God Temple is outside the city, and Hengyu has already seen the city gate from afar. At this time, the system suddenly popped up, [Zero, you didn’t even get the “Family Testing” sign, how do you open a stall?]

Heng Yu: "..."

"What do you know? A high-level genius like me, if you don't open it, you'll eat it for three years as soon as it opens." In fact, she forgot to take it, after all, the thing was broken and old, and she glanced at it and skipped it directly.

High-level charlatan...

It sounds very proud.

This is really good, your dignity!

Going to the city requires income from the city expenses, but as the following Taoist Buddhism is popular today, Heng Yu, a person wearing a broken Taoist uniform, put her in after checking it out without charging her money.

Heng Yu used her last few cents to buy buns, tried to eat them all and adjusted them. After feeling that her body gradually recovered, she came to the place where she set up a stall before. Because all the tools she set up a stall were thrown at the Chenghuang Temple, she simply didn't set up a stall. She came just to wait for the rabbit.

A fortune teller who had been with Hengyu's neighbor for several months saw her standing next to her thin body and didn't take out her eating tools. He lowered his voice and said to her: "Although people are not easy to cheat now, you won't give up so much that you don't even bring the tools to set up a stall. Do you want to make a living by your own clothes?"

Heng Yu: "...I rely on my strength, thank you."

Fortune Teller: Haha, my neighbor has been in the past few months, and no one knows who.

The fortune teller sat back again, shaking his clothes and sitting with a serious expression, occasionally stroking his long and white beards, looking like a fairy-like appearance.

Heng Yu continued to stand there and waited for a while, and finally waited for the target person to appear.

Heng Yu took care of her clothes, and as the target person passed by the corner, she quickly walked up to meet him. She stretched out her hand and directly blocked the way of the visitor, "Class Song, the first time we met."

Song Heng stopped slightly, and the line of guards behind him stopped at the same time.

Someone was about to step forward to pull Heng Yu away. Song Heng waved his hand to ask him to retreat. He squinted his eyes and looked at the person who dared to stop him, with a bit of cold alienation on his face.

"Talking and fortune-telling, things like Tianji should not be revealed too much, but I have a fate with the prince. How about one thousand taels of life for you or your family?" Heng Yu put on a straight face and tried hard to create a lofty and cold look, but this face was too tender and had no convincing at all.

Song Heng was too lazy to listen to this man's nonsense, waved his hand, and followed one of his guards to take down Hengyu.

"The princess was just tested to be two months pregnant yesterday." The original body was powerless, and Heng Yu did not struggle at all. He let the guard hold her up very happily, but before she was taken away, Heng Yu lowered his voice and said to Song Heng.

Song Heng's expression changed. It is not advisable to Xuan Zhang before being pregnant for less than three months. He just learned the news that Qian'er is pregnant. How could this person in front of him know? Due to his strict inner house, Song Heng did not believe that the news could be learned by outsiders.

Even if someone betrays him, such news should not be known to a poor charlatan.

Could it be... she really calculated it?

Heng Yu said that this is the credit of the original master.

Anyway, she is not a missionary of the Time and Space Administration Bureau, and she still has a little hatred with the current head of the Time and Space Administration Bureau. She played a little bit of a plot and revealed that Heng Yu had no psychological burden at all.

"Take me back to the Marquis' Mansion." Song Heng said coldly.

"The prince invited me with a warm invitation, but I'm afraid it's hard for me to give it." Heng Yu's expression also became cold. "The prince's concubine is destined to have a disaster, and only I can resolve it in this world. I am not a person in the world, so please don't force it, otherwise no one will know whether the prince's concubine's disaster can be resolved."

"Are you threatening me?" Song Heng narrowed his narrow phoenix eyes, and a few traces of danger appeared.

Heng Yu smiled, "One thousand taels are not a double price. I will not say anything more until I see the silver bill."

Song Heng's expression changed again and again, and finally he winked at the back. The servant following him came forward and took out a silver note from his sleeve and handed it to Heng Yu. Seeing Heng Yu take it, Song Heng said coldly: "If you dare to lie to me, you can estimate the consequences yourself."

Heng Yu lowered his head and counted, and found that it was two hundred taels more than the one thousand taels she wanted. He praised Song Heng casually, "The prince is indeed a cheerful person."

Song Heng looked at Heng Yu with a handsome face. If Heng Yu hadn't just suppressed him, Song Heng would have ordered people to pull down this ignorant charlatan and beat him up. Who is Song Heng? Who is he? Would he still be owed money?

This charlatan actually had to count it out.

Heng Yu didn't care what Song Heng thought. She asked Song Heng to disperse the guards behind him. Seeing Song Heng raise his eyebrows, she added: "Of course, the fewer people know about things like Tianji, the better."

Song Heng didn't say much, and directly asked the guards to retreat outside the alley. Anyway, he didn't think that the weak Taoist priest in front of him could pose any threat to him.

Heng Yu put the silver notes away and lowered his voice to Song Heng, "Planting a few camellias under the kapok tree in the yard can be resolved."

The heroine likes kapok so much that Heng Yu doesn't believe that there is no kapok tree in her yard.

Kapok is very rare in Songcheng. He sent the kapok in Qian'er's yard from the south. This man actually knew that he planted kapok in Qian'er's yard. At this moment, Song Heng became more convinced of Hengyu.

"Thank you, Master." Song Heng's name for her had changed unknowingly. If it were his own business, Song Heng might not care too much, but it was naturally willing to be cautious and cautious about Qian'er.

"By the way, I will take off the jade pendant from the prince's waist and give it to me. I will deal with it a little. It has been stained with blood and can easily hit pregnant women, and it will have a bad impact on the children in pregnant women's arms."

Thanks to the plot master again, otherwise she would not know the story behind this jade pendant.

Song Heng was now completely convinced by Heng Yu. After all, even his closest relatives were not very clear about some things. Now this Taoist priest knew that it seemed that he had real skills.

Song Heng lowered his head to untie the jade pendant, Heng Yu took a step to the side, and pointed it at the acupoint with clever force and slashed it down. Although her body is now thin, it is tall enough. After Song Heng lowered his head, she slashed very easily.

Song Heng only felt a sharp pain coming from the back of his neck, and before he could even groan, he completely fainted.

Heng Yu was afraid that he would make too much noise when he fell down, so he quickly pulled the heavy male protagonist, slowing down his falling speed to the ground, took off the jade pendant he was holding and ran away along the other exit.

A muffled "bang" sound came from the uninhabited alley. A guard guarding the alley heard the strange sound and turned his head to ask the other guards, "Have you heard any strange sounds?"

"This... seems to be coming from the alley. The prince has been in for a while. Should we go and have a look?"

Several people looked at each other and immediately walked into the alley.

When Song Heng woke up and sent all the guards around him to find Heng Yu, Heng Yu had already changed into a woman dress, wearing a light blue Confucian dress, sitting in a small noodle stall happily eating noodles to fill her stomach.

[How do you know that the heroine has a disaster? This is not mentioned in the original work.]

"Yes, it's not mentioned in the original work." Heng Yu nodded in agreement. The original work only mentioned that the heroine's pregnancy was very smooth, and the mother and son were safe in the end. "There is no trouble in the original work. Isn't it all up to me to make a fool of myself?"

The one thousand two hundred taels I picked up for free, so don’t want it for nothing. For her, the most cost-effective thing about this business was actually getting the token of the prince of the Pingnan Marquis’s Mansion.

When Hengyu's system first left the factory, it often chatted with other mission players' systems, but it was the first time that it knew that a mission player could make money using the original plot...

Look at the host to be able.

At this time, the meal was over, and there was only Heng Yu, a guest at the noodle stall. While she was eating the second bowl of noodles, she saw a row of guards passing by the small noodle stall, looking at both sides of the road from time to time, looking fierce and vicious.

The boss's wife is a widow. She lives with her five-year-old son. She gets up early and goes to bed late every day, and makes money from this small noodle stall to support herself and her son. The soldiers have completely disappeared in the alley. The boss's wife is washing dishes and feels a little confused, "The Hou Mansion seems to be looking for someone."

The Pingnan Marquis Mansion has always been very prestigious in the city. The clothes of the guards in their mansion are unified and can basically be recognized by the people in the city.

Heng Yu just put down the chopsticks, looked at the row of guards who were gradually disappearing into the excuse, and sighed that the male protagonist was not calm enough.

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I clearly heard that its host is a big boss, but this big boss seems to be a little different from what it imagines.
Chapter completed!