My Simping System

The waning moon.

The night wind howls.

Wearing black clothes youth, he flexibly walks through the Chen Family compound.

He passed by Chen Family bodyguards, but the other party was completely unaware of the young man's breath.

This is the concealment technique Chen Lao is proud of.

Not only can you hide your body and face, it can even eliminate your breath so that no one will notice it.

"Little Chen, stop here."

Chen Lao's voice sounded in Chen Che's heart.

The latter browses tightly knit and is about to get closer to the last room in the depths.

But it was stunned by this rebuke in Divine Consciousness.

"You are not allowed to go any further." Chen Lao said sharply.

"Master...the distance is still far away."

Chen Che stopped, hesitated a little, and finally found a hiding place to hide.

But I heard Chen’s solemn voice: "That room, I think it’s Zhong Prefecture Holy Son’s guest room."

"But the strange thing is that I can always feel it for a while as a teacher. Faintly discernable, terrifying oppression force. It only appeared for a moment, but it quickly disappeared."

Chen Che brows tightly knit, wondering: "Oppression...?"

Chen Lao was born mysterious. Although Chen Che does not know his background, he also knows its profound degree.

The huge Beisheng, Chen Lao is not in his eyes, arrogant and despotic extremely.

Although he was in Beisheng at this moment, he was obviously a little panicked.

"Are you afraid of even Master?" Chen Che asked again.

Chen Lao thought for a moment.

Before going to sleep, he still didn't put the desolate place like Beisheng in his eyes.

Even in the Zhong Prefecture of the continent, he also has a place.

But in the past, I was always a leisurely and calm old man, but he cautiously said: "Wait, wait..."

"That is the guest room of Zhong Prefecture Holy Son , Logically speaking, nothing unexpected should happen."

"In short, if you are not at ease, just stay here, but you must not act rashly."

Chen Chejing Listening quietly, without speaking.

He stared at the guest room far away, so nervous that he even held his breath.

……

Inside the house.

Mu Qingxue changed into a single tulle dress, her brows indifferent.

"Remember all the punishment for me..."

"Holy Son, he doesn't know whether he is stupid or unrequited love."

"But If you can instigate him, with the treasures in the Holy Temple treasury, everything will be much easier."

She relieved.

The current situation is extremely dangerous, and she can't help but think of Chen Che's silhouette again in her mind.

Although I warned Chen Che not to follow.

But Mu Qingxue was not sure whether the passionate and reckless teenager would listen to the advice.

If you accidentally annoy empress, you won’t be able to say anything by then.

"I thought that the price of winning the trust of Holy Son was to be severely punished by empress. She didn't expect that she didn't bother to care about it anymore, maybe it was disappointment, or maybe Holy Son had already convinced her before Some."

"Or, is there any other reason?"

Mu Qingxue hesitated a bit.

Soon she still laughed at herself shook the head, denying several inner guesses.

With the identity and strength of Holy Temple empress, what she wants to do is what she wants. No one can stop her, and she doesn't need to make plans.

"That's all."

After sighing slightly, she opened the curtain and went to the living room of the house.

What catches the eye is still a weird and coquettish scene.

The room is still pitch black.

Only the cold moonlight and a few faint candlelights.

Holy Temple empress's slender fingers are gently pinching Ye An's chin.

Mu Qingxue's appearance instantly attracted the attention of the two.

"Huh...?"