Quick Transmigration: Playing the Role of a Devoted Tool

"Go do what you like, don't worry about me, Lanbo."

Qi Ran stuffed the package into his arms, her voice as light as the wind.

"In this world, many people's fates are like those of characters in a drawing book, predetermined long ago. But Lan Bo, a minor character, has the right to freedom."

Qi Ran smiled at him and lightly tapped Lan Bo's forehead with her fingertip.

It felt cool, like a gentle breeze had kissed me.

Lan Bo is gone.

Clutching their bundles, they cheered as they left the palace with a group of freed servants.

From then on, he was just a happy Lanbo, a free little guy.

Unlike the main characters, they are not bound by fate and can never leave.

Six years later.

A shop on a street corner in the capital of Gu State opened its doors early in the morning.

The shop owner was a 21-year-old young man with fair skin, a somewhat thin build, and a gloomy demeanor, but he would smile when he saw customers.

My smile isn't very attractive, and customers often tease me, saying I shouldn't smile anymore, or I'll lose business.

Lanbo's candied fruits are the best; their candied dates, candied plums, candied apricots, and candied loquats are the most popular and sell in large quantities.

Sugar-coated hawthorn, sugar-coated walnuts, sugar-coated winter melon, and sugar-coated lotus seeds are also good because they are inexpensive and sell quite well.

As for Lanbo, his favorite food was candied dates.

Moreover, people from the palace would come to buy jujubes once a month.

Lanbo was delighted that even the people in the palace liked his craftsmanship.

Today, as soon as we opened, a grandfather came in and asked Lan Bo to pack some more candied dates.

"Three packs, please. The rest is yours." Fu Zi paid, picked up the candied fruit, and left.

Back in the palace, Fu Zi was on her way to find Qi Ran when she unexpectedly encountered His Majesty and quickly knelt down.

"This servant greets Your Majesty!"

"Qi Ran asked you to buy it." Gu Qing looked at Fu Zi calmly.

"Yes, this servant went to buy some, and was just about to send them to Brother Qi," Fu Zi said, her voice trembling as she tried to please him.

"Give it to me, go about your business."

"Yes."

Fu Zi presented the candied fruit to His Majesty and withdrew in a state of panic.

Now that His Majesty is twenty, it is long past the time for him to take a concubine, but His Majesty not only has no such intention, but also keeps Qi Ran by his side.

His Majesty originally intended to make Qi Ran his empress, but after Qi Ran refused, he gave up on the idea.

However, Prime Minister Shu recently had a dispute with His Majesty, and the atmosphere in the Imperial Study was quite tense.

The maids and eunuchs outside the door were terrified.

Fu Zi slipped outside the palace to wait, and happened to meet Lin Shou, who was carrying something.

"Brother Lin, don't go, His Majesty just went in," Fu Zi said, blinking.

Lin Shou thought for a moment and decided to wait. So he and Fu Zi stood under the eaves and listened quietly until they heard pulling sounds and faint panting from inside. The two of them couldn't help but feel sorry for them.

Although His Majesty has nothing wrong with him, Qi Ran has not done anything wrong either.

Fu Zi sighed and asked, "Brother Lin, do you think Brother Qi likes His Majesty?"

Lin Shou thought for a moment, "They probably don't like it."

With a loud crash, the summer downpour arrived.

The main gate of the hall opened, and Gu Qing came out, followed closely by his maid.

Fu Zi quickly followed.

Lin Shou entered the room and, upon seeing the person on the bed, carefully removed the curtain to conceal Qi Ran's unsightly state.

"Young master, it's raining."

"Mmm." Qi Ran's weak voice came. Lin Shou lifted a corner of the curtain and picked up Qi Ran to take a bath.

The lights in the hall were burning brightly, almost blindingly so.

Lin Shou had witnessed Qi Ran's miserable state too many times, so he had become accustomed to it.

"Why are you doing this to yourself, young master? His Highness is a wise ruler and will treat you well in the future. Why don't you try to be more open-minded?" Lin Shou advised, scooping a spoonful of water to wash Qi Ran's hair, only to find that the man had already fallen asleep.

He sighed.

Qi Ran wasn't unable to accept Gu Qing; it was just his persona.

He wanted to stay by Gu Qing's side, but he couldn't fall in love with him.

This is an additional condition for the mission.

Qi Ran has encountered many different mission targets, some bad, some ruthless, and some foolish.

After seeing it so many times, I've gotten used to it.

He has no freedom.

The Time and Space Bureau will not grant freedom to those on missions.

They have to follow the script and abide by all the plot points.

Qi Ran knew why this was done.

The Supreme God needs "emotional" nourishment, and the love, hate, and grudges of the protagonists in countless worlds are the source of the Supreme God's power.

The tasker needs to activate these emotions so that the Heavenly Dao can transfer power to the Supreme God.

To put it simply, the protagonists of these worlds are no different from the poultry raised by the main god.

[Host, don't overthink it.]

The system notified me.

"If only someone could overthrow the supreme god," Qi Ran sighed.

The system remained silent for a while, then laughed.

Want to hear some gossip?

"listen."

[The Time and Space Bureau has been quite unstable lately. There's this guy surnamed Ye who gained considerable power in the trials, and the Main God is suppressing him. We don't know how it will end. If he wins, we might get a new leader.]

Someone surnamed Ye?

Qi Ran had never heard of it.

His level is too low; he hasn't even been to the dimensional hall.

Because the toll fees weren't enough.

"Is he very strong?"

[The divine soul is something beyond the mortal realm; its power depends on the awakened willpower.]

"That must be pretty strong," Qi Ran thought.

[What's there to be afraid of? Even if the sky falls, their gods will hold it up. We lowly minions don't need to worry about these things.]

Qi Ran thought the system was right.

He's just a small calamity; there's no point in him thinking about these things.

When I woke up again, it was already the next day.

Lin Shou was assigned by Gu Qing to Qi Ran to take care of his daily needs.

Fu Zi was clever and resourceful, so Gu Qing kept her by his side and made her his eunuch.

Over the past six years, many things have changed in the palace, and many people's faces have changed. Only Fu Zi and Lin Shou have continued to serve as before and have not been affected by any changes.

After the morning court session, Gu Qing came to see Qi Ran. Seeing that he was eating obediently without crying or making a fuss, he sat down next to his beloved.

Lin Shoutian set out bowls and chopsticks, and a maid brought water for Gu Qing to wash his hands.

Gu Qing picked up a piece of fish and put it in Qi Ran's bowl, coaxing, "There's a festival in a few days, how about I accompany you out of the palace to see the lanterns?"

Qi Ran looked at him, nodded, and ate the food Gu Qing gave her.

"Your health is getting worse, so don't think too much." Gu Qing freed one hand to brush away the stray hairs from Qi Ran's temples. Looking over, he saw Lin Shou, who was kneeling at Qi Ran's feet with a bowl of medicine.

"Young master, this is medicine to nourish your body."

Lin Shou kept his head down, his heart, which had never been stirred before, felt as if it had been grabbed by a hand, and a slight discomfort arose.

Seeing that Qi Ran didn't take it, Gu Qing smiled, picked it up, and personally brought it to Qi Ran's lips.

"Ah Ran, good medicine tastes bitter."

After saying that, he took out a candied fruit and gestured for Qi Ran to drink it before eating.

Qi Ran said nothing more and drank it down.

The medicine was very bitter, and even his throat felt bitter after drinking it. He held Gu Qing's fingertip in his mouth and ate the candied fruit. The sweet taste mixed with the bitterness spread.

Gu Qing instructed Lin Shou in a serious tone: "From now on, give A Ran a bowl of medicine to nourish her body every morning. Do not stop giving her the medicine."

"Yes." Lin Shou pressed his forehead tightly against the ground and replied in a deep voice.