[Red Mansion] My Voice Makes the Royal Society Die

Situ Yuxiao traveled to the derivative world of "Dream of Red Mansions". She originally wanted to be a salty fish, read novels, and lie down, but she didn't expect that her inner voice was leaked inadvertently. To make matters worse, her novel APP always recommended erotic stories about the characters around her. So every time she couldn't help but click on it, it meant that a character had died. Fourth Prince: Me? Your majestic prince, who spread the rumor that I would fall in love with a man who has a wife and children, and that I would rob him by force, and even die for him? Prince: It's stupid to rebel alone. I admit that I was tricked. But I really wasn't forced to marry someone else because of the one I love. Emperor: I don't understand, how can love and love be compared to thousands of miles of country? Why do some people always think that I love beauty but not country? In my later years, I was just mediocre, but not stupid. Lin Ruhai: Okay, I know that because of my love for the house, everyone thinks I am good-looking, but this is not a reason for me to have a relationship with the royal family. It will be the same a hundred times. The emperor and I, all the emperors, have no feelings beyond the love between the emperor and his subjects. I don't want to be robbed, nor do I want to be sacrificed for love. Isn't it good to live well? Advance payment: "The little cultivator sister saves the world by exploding melons" Zhong Lingling was obsessed with money in her previous life. She racked her brains every day to compose shocking stories for people according to the request of her father. One day, she died unexpectedly while staying up all night to search for information to find out the details. She thought she had made too many bad words and died, so she made up her mind to be cautious in her words and deeds in the next life. As a result, she was reincarnated into the world of cultivation without drinking Meng Po soup. She worked hard to become an immortal and lived to the age of eighteen. She always remembered the lessons of her previous life and became a well-behaved little junior sister who didn't talk much. Who knew that just after her birthday, she was targeted by heaven and asked her to return to her old career and become famous in the world of cultivation. When Zhong Lingling remembered her feelings when she died in her previous life, she vowed to die, but was told that the world she traveled to was pieced together from multiple books. Only by helping the characters in the original books break away from the fate line could it be transformed into a real world, otherwise the world would be destroyed at the end of the plot. So for the continuation of life and the peace of the world, she resolutely picked up a pen and started popping melons on the Qiankun Mirror (mobile version). In short, Zhong Lingling wiped the tears at the corner of her mouth because she thought that the world was about to be destroyed. It was definitely not because God had given her too much and she couldn't control herself. Ye Hongshen was reborn again and found that the world was still repeating itself. She was bored and planned to continue watching her second apprentice being dug out by a scumbag for the 100th time, but unexpectedly he saw that she had lost her love and kicked the scumbag, and there was a little apprentice secretly watching the show next to her. ? ? ? Ye Hongshen tilted his head, what's going on? The world seems to have changed? When he boarded the Qiankun Mirror, he looked at the red words on it, "Shocked! The true love of Xuanming Immortal Lord turned out to be 'her'" "Retribution! The demon army came to Shuiyue Sect to seek justice for the young master" "Shocked! The master and disciple of Wuchen Sect turned against each other because they didn't have a long mouth"... So, whose whimsical ideas are so powerful? Zhong Lingling looked at the busy world of cultivation and smiled happily, hiding her merit and fame. [Western Han Dynasty] I am the spirit behind Huo Qubing What is life like after death? Chi Feiwan had always thought that after death, people would either disappear into the world, or drink Meng Po soup and forget their past lives and be reincarnated. Who knew there was a third option? Vicissitudes of the system: There is no way, the fertility rate in the world is declining, and the underworld is exploding. We must find a way to solve it. Chi Feiwan: So the solution is for us to work for the underworld? Zhou Bapi is not as ruthless as you, who is going to die and still be a social beast! The system has a guilty conscience: This... Your body is dead, but your soul is still fine, and you can still work. Young people, don't complain about work, know how to enjoy work, use labor to create value, and gain happiness from labor! Chi Feiwan: So, how about I give you happiness? I don't like to laugh by nature. The system smiled evilly: Everyone has arrived in the Western Han Dynasty, do you still want to agree? What a beautiful idea, go get to work! Chi Feiwan: Zhou Bapi, I will die... No, I will not let you go even if I live! The system smiled with a cigarette in his sunglasses: After the task is completed, it is not too late for you to say harsh words. The night was slightly cold, and Huo Qubing was wiping his sword silently as usual. He was obviously honored, but for some reason he felt lonely. Chi Feiwan walked up behind him to scare him like he did in the past, but as soon as he raised his hand, he pulled him into his arms. Feeling the strange yet familiar body temperature behind her, Chi Feiwan felt a little flustered for some reason. Just as she was about to apologize for her rashness, she heard the young general tighten his arms around her and his voice was firm, as if he was making an oath. "I love you. Would you like to enjoy the snow in Qilian and the moon in the vast sea with me?" Chi Feiwan was startled, stretched out his hand and broke the arm on his waist, and said helplessly: "Can I refuse?" Huo Qubing chuckled, with a youthful spirit in his laughter, with his unparalleled self-confidence, but also with a little well-hidden anxiety. "Can't." "Then... I do." CP Huo Qubing, overhead, HE, privately owned ps. The male protagonist does not believe in ghosts and gods, so he is "scared" by the female protagonist because he is too vigilant. Intent: Interpret Red Mansions from another angle