Correct Posture For Redemption

After Gu Miru had frightened people, Si Xianchun really didn't dare to move.

But he closed his eyes and the tears kept streaming down the corners of his eyes.

Still dying. But he didn't want to die at all.

It's been a long time since he's been this comfortable, but he's going to die.

Si Xianchun's heart was full of hatred, he closed his eyes tightly, the warmth of his body made his reason and pain return together.

He really hates it.

How can people be so bad?

[Detected that the self-destruction value of the task object has soared. 】The system prompt sound suddenly sounded in Gu Miru's mind.

Gu Miru rubbed Si Xianchun's hair for a while.

Then he reached out and wiped the tears from Si Xianchun's face.

Sincerely asked: "You haven't drank water for a few days, where does all this water come from?"

Si Xianchun opened his eyes. His face is round and the corners of his eyes are drooping, which looks a little pitiful.

It is a pair of very standard dog eyes.

But at the moment there was hatred in his eyes. He stared at his titular wife with a pair of azure blue eyes with red edges.

It's all her fault!

"You are so vicious...you will be punished sooner or later!" he cursed in a hoarse voice.

Then closed his eyes again.

Gu Miru raised her eyebrows.

That's it?

No wonder he was bullied like this.

Gu Miru has seen too many bad people. She has traveled in various worlds and played many bad people.

But there is no bad guy like Si Xianchun. He obviously didn't know how to hate someone at all.

Crossing over from Gu Miru, when he got the chain for him. Si Xianchun woke up and knocked her down secretly.

At that time, Gu Miru thought that she was going to be attacked by the target of the mission.

But after waiting for a while, Si Xianchun just asked her to eat.

Now the self-destruction value in his heart is soaring, and the eyes looking at her are full of hatred.

But this kind of hatred is extremely thin, so thin that no malice can be seen.

Just now she turned her hand around his mouth and wiped his face, Gu Miru guarded him. He didn't even take a bite...

He can't even swear a swear word, just this kind of innocuous curse. He really is a simple noble boy who was raised in the back house and no one asked.

Gu Miru felt that his eyes were transparent.

Like a harmless jellyfish floating in the blue sea.

"I didn't arrest your sister, I let her go." Gu Miru reached out and wiped Si Xianchun's tears.

Si Xianchun turned his head away, not believing what Gu Miru said. I don't want to look at her again.

Gu Miru put her finger to her lips and sucked the tear away.

Then he said to Si Xianchun, "But you should have heard that your sister is going to marry Prince Ning."

"Prince Ning, um, is a trash with a dark heart. He likes torturing girls the most."

What Gu Miru said was the truth.

Because this world is an ancient redemption text. Small white flowers with disease. Jiao.

The heroine Si Jingrou is married to the abolished and poisoned hero. Then little by little heal the male lead with love.

Usually, this kind of plot does have a happy ending in the end. But the heroine will be miserable in the process.

After Gu Miru wiped Si Xianchun's hair, she whispered in his ear, "If your sister marry him, I might as well sell it to the old man for some money."

"Why are you... so vicious?" Si Xianchun opened his eyes and stared at Gu Miru with the most vicious expression he could make.

His face was flushed with excitement, and it seemed that his limbs were in good condition.

Gu Miru reached into the quilt and touched his arm.

People have warmed up.

Fortunately, he is so energetic, and his limbs have recovered well. It's not the kind of people who have to be amputated after being frostbitten.

Si Xianchun noticed Gu Miru's movements and flashed back.

Although he didn't have much strength now, he almost fell off the stool because of this.

"What are you doing?" Si Xianchun looked at Gu Miru defensively.

Gu Miru supported him and didn't let him fall, then pressed his shoulders to prevent him from moving, and said, "What do you think I'm going to do?"

"I'm going to wash you up, with your sister, pack it up, and sell it."

Gu Miru said with a smile on her face.

Si Xianchun's face turned a little red, but in an instant it turned pale again.

Really energetic, emotional ups and downs are also good.

Gu Miru thought to herself, she didn't seem to have frozen her brain.

She didn't say anything like "I'll be nice to you later".

It's not that Gu Miru is afraid of collapsing the character design, but that it sounds too ridiculous.

There is no character ooc in the character that Gu Miru traveled through. And don't worry about getting burned.

The system agreement signed by Gu Miru did not have to follow the character of the world characters.

No matter how Gu Miru broke the character design, the system had to repair the progress of the plot and even the memory of the characters according to her behavior at any time.

This is due to Gu Miru's mission, never using the system to assist.

She also signed the first version of the test contract for Quick Pass World. In this version of the contract, not even the main system could obliterate her at will.

Therefore, she restarted several worlds, but was only sent to the redemption group. Or suffer a little electric shock.

The rest is very free.

And the reason why she was doing good deeds, but she didn't have a good word for Si Xianchun, the task object.

I want to arouse his normal thinking and let him mobilize his body.

After all, anger and hatred are more likely to arouse vitality and desire for survival than comfort and peace of mind.

"What kind of person would you like to sell to someone who looks like you?" Gu Miru was still talking.

"Will you serve people?" Gu Miru asked Si Xianchun seriously.

Si Xianchun's frozen face, which had not changed much even when he cried, slowly twitched.

Gu Miru didn't need him to answer, she still said, "You can't do hard work, after all, you were a young master before."

"Then if you don't work hard, you can only sell sex." Gu Miru reached out and touched his face.

Si Xianchun stiffened for a moment, turned his head away, and began to struggle on the bench.

"Let me go!" he said more and more smoothly.

There was blood on the face again.

Those eyes are also more agile, he is like a frozen snowman. Suddenly I came to a place where the four seasons are like spring, and it melted.

He was even dripping water. Because he's just been scrubbed.

"What are you excited about?" Gu Miru pressed him down again.

It's easy to hold him down, Si Xianchun has no resistance at all now.

He glared at Gu Miru fiercely.

But his eyes were crystal clear, as if he only knew the hatred itself, but he didn't know how to practice it.

"Although you look a little strange, there are always people who like your appearance. After all, a goblin, who doesn't want to see it?"

When Si Xianchun heard the words, there were very small blue veins bulging on his forehead, and despair appeared in his eyes again.

The system warns again [The self-destruction value of the task object continues to rise, and if it exceeds the critical value of 100, the task determination fails. 】

[The self-destruction value is now 89%, please respond to the host. 】

Gu Miru didn't even lift her eyelids, and continued to stimulate Si Xianchun in a leisurely tone.

"Maybe at that time, you will be liked by many people."

"You won't end well!" Si Xianchun cursed again, his voice even more hoarse.

Like an old door hinge, creaking.

"You're not going to end well!"

He turned it over and over, and only said such a cruel thing.

Gu Miru even wanted to laugh a little.

Pretending to be unable to hold him down, Si Xianchun sat up from the bench.

He was still wrapped in a quilt, and the whole person was wrapped in it. I can't get my arms out.

Anxious, she finally knew how to knock Gu Miru with her forehead.

He slammed into Gu Miru fiercely with the aura of a rotten old official giving death advice.

But in fact, for three days, he only ate the few bites of cake that Si Jingrou sent.

He was cold and hungry, and now his body is warming up, which did not make him any better, but made him more powerless. He was also deliberately provoked by Gu Miru, so how could he have the strength?

He collided with death, and Gu Miru turned slightly to avoid it.

He knocked his head on Gu Miru's shoulder, exhausted all his strength, and the man began to lean forward.

Gu Miru took advantage of the situation to catch him, the posture of the two of them was like a mandarin duck crossing their necks, and they were too close.

This should not belong to the posture between them, they are clearly the enemies of the **** feud.

In Si Xianchun's memory, they had never been so close even when they drank wine together when they got married.

He felt Gu Miru's delicate side face skin, which was warm and slippery, but gave rise to a chill.

He still wanted to struggle, but he really had no strength.

Gu Miru felt that he didn't move, except for some heavy breathing, and didn't even say anything cruel.

Then he hooked his back with one hand, reached under the quilt roll with the other, and put both hands in his pockets.

Without too much effort, I picked him up from the bench.

He is too thin, even though he is quite long, roughly estimated to be about 1.8 meters. The bench couldn't be put down, and his calves were hanging out.

But the weight loss made him already out of the weight range of a normal person.

Therefore, Gu Miru, who still has some martial arts, can easily pick him up even with the quilt.

Si Xianchun felt Gu Miru's movements and took a breath.

He was all tense, imagining that the next moment he would be thrown to the ground and slammed hard.

But until Gu Miru hugged him and walked to the bedside, the pain he imagined did not come.

The chain was dragged on the ground, and it rattled all the way.

Gu Miru put him on the bed. The bed was newly made, and there was hot water filled with a mother soup.

Although Cuilian is a wild girl, she does things neatly.

Gu Miru put Si Xianchun on the bed without explaining anything. He didn't even let him go, he turned around and left.

Si Xianchun lay on the bed for a while, saved some strength, and tried to get up.

It took a long time to reach out a hand.

Then he looked at his bare arms and was stunned.

He felt it carefully again, only to realize with horror that he was not wearing anything under the quilt.

Si Xianchun was shocked by this fact for a while. Don't know how to react.

He even believed what the vicious woman said, and after washing him so clean, it seemed that he really wanted to sell him.

Realizing this, Si Xianchun became anxious.

His face was flushed with anxiety, his blood was surging, and he was humiliated and afraid.

No matter how vicious this woman was before, at least she wouldn't touch him casually.

Si Xianchun couldn't accept any woman touching him except his mother and his little sister.

Since they got married, they haven't slept in the same room even on the wedding night.

Si Xianchun thought that when he was in a coma just now, he was washed like a beast. He was so ashamed that he almost cried.

The more anxious he was, the tighter the quilt became because of the random tearing.

The more anxious, the more blood rushed to the top of the head. And in his body, there is not much blood that can be rushed to the head.

Soon he felt dizzy for a while, and then when he finally broke free of his arms - he fell headfirst on the bed.

Si Xianchun's heart was filled with despair again.

He was so frozen that he was so hungry that he wanted to eat himself, and he never thought about dying.

But now he really wants to die.

He can endure pain. But there is no way to endure the shame.

Although he grew up in the back of the Si family's house, he was more intimidated than his younger sister.

But Si Xianchun has been by his mother's side since he was a child, and his mother raised him well.

He knew propriety, righteousness, integrity, and shame. Although he had not read a few books, he also knew that a scholar could be killed but not shamed.

Therefore, when Gu Miru was walking back with the hot porridge, she heard the system in her brain broadcast again.

[The self-destruction value of the task object has increased to 97%! 】The system sound has been raised several degrees.

Gu Miru's footsteps holding the bowl didn't even pause, as if she didn't hear it, she walked smoothly into the courtyard gate.

In the servant's room of the side courtyard, several maids are still looking towards this side.

They were all betting, betting that this man had never married into the Si family's mansion, but claimed to be the master of the young mistress.

Will the young master of the Si family live until tomorrow?

Their eyes were full of curiosity, contempt, and contempt.

They guessed that the young grandmother was going to scald his mouth with hot porridge just like the last time he poured boiling water on the young master.

You know, hot porridge is hotter than boiling water.

It's just that no matter what they were thinking, no matter what kind of eyes they cast towards Gu Miru, they didn't make Gu Miru look sideways. Just a moment.

Gu Miru walked with a straight back. With a bowl of porridge in hand, there is no need to deliberately maintain balance.

Hearing the system's fussing warning sound in his head, he was still strolling around in the courtyard.

Every step was like being measured by a ruler. If she was wearing Zhu Cui on her head, she would definitely have a very small amount of shaking.

Her manners were comparable to those of the princesses in the imperial city. But there is a kind of grand opening and closing momentum.

When Gu Miru walked into the house with the porridge bowl, Si Xianchun's self-destruction value had reached 99%.

Gu Miru put the rice porridge she had specially made cold with water on the table.

Then he walked directly to the bedside and turned the man with his head down. Without looking at what was going on with him, he directly pinched his cheeks.

Apart from biting his tongue and committing suicide, he had no other way of self-destruction.

Si Xianchun was really biting his tongue.

He is killing himself.

If it wasn't for his lack of strength, Gu Miru would have bitten off his tongue while taking the porridge for a while.

If the task object dies like this, it must be judged that the task has failed.

If Gu Miru failed another mission now, she wouldn't be able to survive. Her few points have been fined by the main system.

There is no point exchange for life, no matter how good her contract is, the main system cannot kill it personally, and she will die because her life is exhausted.

But in this situation, she still didn't panic at all.

Although the system has followed her many worlds, it is accustomed to her playing heartbeat. But she was still frightened.

Gu Miru squeezed Si Xianchun's cheeks, forcing him to open his mouth, and then stretched out his hand to pry open the jaws where he was biting his tongue.

I pulled out my tongue and looked at it, but there was only a little bleeding.

The wound is not serious. Does not affect eating.

The system kept prompting Gu Miru to quickly find a solution.

Gu Miru's eyes and look at her boss made him feel like a dead tree now.

This is not good. She still liked his clear and full of vitality.

So she thought about it, and not a word was true.

With her cello-like voice, Gu Miru coaxed her task target and said, "I did contact someone to sell you, and I'm very tight lately."

"But your family sent someone to spread the word, saying that Mrs. Si is about to pass her birthday. I want to see you."

"It's your fate." Gu Miru patted Si Xianchun's face without making any vicious expressions.

But her expressionless face was enough to convince people.

She looked down and said, "I didn't expect the Si family to still miss you."

"Don't look for life and death. This time, when you go back to Si's house, ask for more money. I won't let you freeze or starve in the future."

After Gu Miru finished speaking, she let go of Si Xianchun.

Si Xianchun was stunned when he heard the words, but he really didn't bite his tongue again.

Gu Miru said again: "You can't go back like a ghost now."

She went to the table and brought the bowl of rice porridge over. The temperature of the porridge is just right for the mouth because it was beaten by cold water.

She sat on the edge of the bed, stirred the rice porridge with a spoon, scooped a spoon, and brought it to Si Xianchun's mouth.

Soon, he probably figured it out, and the brightness and clarity in his eyes were restored. And brighter than when he just woke up.

Gu Miru raised her long eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly.

A few words of stimulation made Si Xianchun's frozen body and mind active.

A few lies not only brought him back to life, but also rekindled hope.

Even when Gu Miru fed him porridge, he honestly opened his mouth and drank it. No needless resistance was made.

Unbelievably good.

The system broadcasts in his mind [The self-destruction value of the task object has dropped to 77%! The host is awesome! 】