The Journey of the Empress of Quick Travel

Chapter 3 Wake up
  Suddenly Feng Ling was roughly lifted open, and the bright red earrings swayed in the wind, drawing a dazzling trajectory, and finally the body hit the hard door frame.

Hiss...the pain is bone-piercing!
  The severe pain made her breathless for a moment, and her eyelashes trembled slightly as she opened her eyes.

She instinctively looked up, her vision blurred due to the pain, and she only saw Lord Demon Lord retracting his hand mockingly.

Nanchang Yue's eyebrows showed a cold and angry look. He glanced at the face that was exactly the same as Feng Qianqian's, and the corner of his mouth raised a hint of ridicule.
  "I hate this face, so I give it to you, enjoy it."

Feng Ling couldn't help but cursed in her heart, this man is so cruel and ruthless! Except for the heroine Feng Qianqian, he doesn't care about anyone else and treats them like nothing. This kind of selfish character is really intolerable.

She took a deep breath and tried to stabilize her emotions. The difficulty of this mission seems to be quite high.

Nanchang Yue's words reminded her of the plot in the original plot, word for word, as if copied and pasted.

She lowered her eyes slightly, thinking to herself that if she could not change the status quo, then the next mission would not be able to continue.

The system she is bound to is a useless system called "Scumbag Strategy".

The main goal of this system is to make the task subject experience deep pain and regret, but how to achieve this goal has become a problem.

The timing of her crossing was less than ideal. Nanchang Yue has developed feelings for Feng Qianqian and proposed marriage to the Feng family.

Originally, she should have come to this world earlier to prevent Nanchang Yue from going astray. But now, she can only try her best to find a way to make Nanchang feel more painful.

It's all because of this broken system, I don't have any skills, I'm a waste at the beginning...

After hearing the order, the demon guard immediately stepped forward. Feng Ling's body trembled involuntarily and she tried to retreat.

It wasn't until all memories were completely integrated that control of the body gradually returned. Feng Ling wiped away the blood on her forehead and her eyes fell on the long sword hanging on the demon guard's waist.

She knew full well that there was no fight or flight to solve the problem.

The angry and crazy male protagonist can be controlled by no one except the female protagonist at this moment. So, how to change the plot?
  When the demon guard next to her was about to touch her chest, Feng Ling quickly took action and drew out the long sword hanging from his waist.

The sword light was cold and chilly. She stabbed the leading demon guard in the chest with her sword, and there was a "pop" sound, and blood splattered everywhere.

The demon guard did not expect her resistance and was hit by a blow, fainting and falling to the ground.

"Don't come here..." Feng Ling shouted loudly, and the sword in her hand began to become unstable.

The surrounding demon guards were shocked by this sudden change and stopped moving for a moment.

She looked up at Nanchang Yue, tears welling up in her eyes, as clear as autumn water. There was a trace of blood at the corners of his eyes, which added a thrilling charm to the originally soft face.

Nanchang Yue's eyes met hers.

At this moment, Feng Ling activated the system and released the "Phantom Eye Technique".

This is an illusion originated from the system space, which can confuse people's hearts in an instant, just like some advanced hypnosis in life.

When their eyes met, her eyes immediately revealed a vision of depth. That was what Na Changyue longed for most deep in his heart - the person he loved most in his life.

In order to ensure the effect, Feng Ling quickly searched for the memory of the heroine in her mind. Her memory is full of bits and pieces about the heroine, especially the way she looks at people.

As a woman who traveled from another world, she always pursues equality between people.

Therefore, when she looks at people, she always looks directly at them without fear. If she falls in love with someone, her eyes will be filled with passionate emotion, as bright as the sun.

Although she doesn't love Nanchang Yue, she can still imitate that look. That kind of affectionate and desperate look penetrates deep into the bone marrow, but it is heading towards despair. Like a flower that is about to wither, with endless sadness and helplessness.

Nanchang Yue's eyes dimmed slightly and he looked at Feng Ling. If it were someone else, Nanchang Yue might not be too impressed.

But he had seen Feng Qianqian's almost identical eyes, that affectionate and desperate look, which he could not forget.

Although the Feng Ling in front of him looked exactly the same as Feng Qianqian, the look in his eyes made it impossible for him to confuse the two.

He knew in his heart that Feng Qianqian's eyes would never be used to look at him.

However, that moment of trance made him unable to help but feel overwhelmed. When he looked at her, he seemed to see Feng Qianqian, the woman he loved deeply.

Unfortunately, Feng Qianqian was not attracted to him. She decisively ran away from the marriage and even cleverly switched the package on the wedding day and sent him an imposter.

Feng Ling didn't know Nanchang Yue's inner fluctuations at this moment, but she understood that those extremely paranoid and crazy male protagonists often look for a substitute to satisfy their emotional needs when they can't get true love.

The surrounding guards gathered around again, and Feng Ling struggled hard, trying to escape from their control. However, the power gap was so great that she could not break free.

Seeing that she could not escape, Feng Ling did not want to be humiliated. She suddenly turned around, pointing the tip of the sword in her hand at herself, with firm determination flashing in her eyes, and the cold sword edge was directed towards her body...

I won't play any tricks next time.

Feng Ling smelled the faint smell of blood on her body, mixed with the aroma of rouge, which was the unique aroma of her daughter's family when she got married.

She slowly raised her head, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and smiled tenderly at the other person, just like the scene when they first met.

That was the first encounter between Feng Qianqian and Nanchang Yue...

Nanchang Yue was just a depressed outer disciple at that time, but Feng Qianqian was so bright, down-to-earth and generous.

Although everyone scorned him, she felt deep sympathy for him.

When Feng Ling raised her head and smiled at him, tears welling up in her eyes, at that moment, Nanchang Yue's heart was deeply touched.

He narrowed his eyes, wondering what kind of trick this woman was playing.

As a result, the guard got his hint and Feng Ling was let go.

At the moment when Feng Ling was unconscious, she saw Nanchang approaching her more and more, and the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

The male protagonist of Crazy Criticism is really unpredictable sometimes. He may not attack Feng Qianqian, but it is also impossible for him to choose to let her go.

However, at least he was out of danger for the time being.

.........

Two days later, when Feng Ling woke up from a coma, she found herself in a palace filled with sunlight, instead of the dark dungeon that once imprisoned her.

The wound has been properly treated, and there is even a demon maid taking care of it.

Feng Ling reviewed the entire plot again and began to think about how to successfully complete this scum-crushing task.

(End of this chapter)