Fast time travel: She falls in love with the villain every day

Chapter 88

Shen Yue has been trapped in the talisman bag for thousands of years. Although he can hear the sound within a hundred meters of the talisman bag, he still cannot see or touch anything.

Therefore, he can know many things and the way of life of the people around him, but he does not know many things.

This is like the feeling of a person who has been blind for a long time and suddenly sees the light of day.

Yin Penghuan kept smiling and stuffed things tightly into layers of clothes before taking a step back to prepare to watch his performance.

However, Shen Yue easily pushed the other half of the box over, his calm expression was in stark contrast to her flushed face with all her strength!

He pressed the box with one hand, then looked up at the surprised Yin Penghuan standing aside:

"Miss Yin, what should I do next?"

[The host should not be surprised. To the host, Shen Yue is not invisible, but a ghost that can be seen and touched. 】

"And what about the others?"

[For any other living things, Shen Yue does not exist. For inanimate things, such as tables and chairs, Shen Yue can be touched like a normal person. 】

Only then did Yin Penghuan return to his normal expression, "You press it down first, and I'll pull it up."

"it is good."

When pulling the suitcase, she suddenly noticed that there seemed to be many calluses on Shen Yue's palms, especially on the tiger's mouth.

A literati, even if his handwriting is useless, he should not be born in the mouth of a tiger if he wants to grow calluses.

"Shen Yue, a frail scholar, has practiced martial arts?"

[Yes, host. 】

And it looks like it's been practiced for a few years.

"How long did it take from when Shen Yue fell in love with Princess Anqing at first sight to when they got married?"

[Four years. 】

"So, he has been practicing martial arts for four years, right?"

【How does the host know? 】

Yin Penghuan gave it a straightforward analysis:

"Because Princess Anqing is obsessed with these things, Shen Yue wants to win the heart, the fastest and most effective way - of course, is to do what she likes, but it's a pity..."

Infatuation and wrong payment will eventually become a resentful ghost.

Shen Yue stayed quietly and watched Yin Penghuan tidy up. He had no heartbeat or breathing, as quiet as if he didn't exist.

After packing two full bags of garbage, Yin Penghuan sat on the chair paralyzed, with his hands spread out on the back of the chair, and his legs crossed on the suitcase wantonly.

She turned her sore neck, only to notice that Shen Yue was still standing obediently on the side, like a primary school student who was punished by the teacher.

One of the two is rude and undisciplined, the other is gentle and polite, the contrast is stark.

【Host, looking at you this way, you look more like a ghost. 】

Yin Penghuan twitched the corners of his mouth, moved a chair from the side, patted it, and looked at Shen Yue:
"Didn't you have a question to ask me just now? I also have a question to ask you, sit down."

Shen Yue's deep eyes were black and bright, and seemed to flicker at this moment. He smiled, then rolled up his wide sleeves into arrow sleeves, lifted his robe and sat down slowly, "Miss Yin, please."

Oh, it's quite particular.

Yin Penghuan waited patiently for him to finish this series of strange actions, and then smiled before speaking:
"Let me introduce myself first, Yin Penghuan, [-] this year, an ordinary college student, but ordinary is not ordinary, because I can see you non-human beings."

"The reason why I took that talisman bag in the first place was because the things inside seemed to be very interesting. Now it seems that you are really interesting."

"I've seen a lot of people like you, but I've never seen someone with such deep resentment like you."

She made up nonsense in a serious manner, and she didn't care whether Shen Yue believed it or not. Anyway, she was the only one who could see him. Shen Yue had to believe it or not.

Yin Penghuan lowered his legs and asked with a smile in his eyes: "I guess, you were an official before your death?"

Shen Yue didn't seem surprised, but still asked: "How does Miss Yin know?"

"Because of the calluses on your hands, what kind of official are you doing?"

"Sicheng, the third division's mansion."

"Sicheng of the Sansi Mansion, that means you are from the Song Dynasty, and your status in the court... is not low."

Because the Sansifu is a political institution only established in the Song Dynasty, Shen Yue is from the Song Dynasty.

And the Sansi Mansion is uploaded to the emperor and sent down to hundreds of officials, and the Sicheng of the Sansi Mansion is in charge of the entire Sansi Mansion. It can be said that one person is under one person and over ten thousand people!
It can be seen from this that Emperor Wen Jing at that time valued his promises very much, and how eager he was to cultivate his own power in the court.

Although he is the king of a country, he is controlled by the powerful and nobles everywhere, and the throne is also very bad.

Shen Yue saw that she guessed her identity by following the clues, and smiled: "Miss Yin is very smart."

"This is what I heard in the Xiangming teahouse that day. Since you are Sicheng of the Sansi Mansion, I will call you Shen Sansi, how about it?"

Hearing this, Shen Yue smiled calmly, "It's fine for Miss Yin to decide, but Miss Yin's title reminds me of an old friend."

"Oh?" Yin Penghuan raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and guessed with great interest: "Your old friend, couldn't it be Princess Anqing?"

[Host, the system recommends that you try not to mention Princess Anqing in Shen Yue's ears. 】

"Why? Afraid he will go crazy?"

After she finished speaking, she carefully observed Shen Yue's face, paying close attention to every detail, but she didn't see any mood swings in him.

"Isn't this normal?"

【…】

Shen Yue raised his eyes and smiled, and asked, "Where did Miss Yin hear about Princess Anqing?"

Yin Penghuan pointed to the talisman bag on the table: "I have heard a lot in the Xiangming teahouse, and I have a good history. Princess Anqing is so famous, of course I know."

Shen Yue put down the arrow sleeves that had just been rolled up with his arms, and acted gracefully. When he raised his eyes again, his eyes were not on Yin Penghuan, but outside the balcony, with a calm tone:
"What kind of person does Miss Yin think Princess Anqing is?"

She thought for a while, and said, "Poor, hateful, respectable, and sad person at the same time."

A dark light flashed in Shen Yue's eyes, and it was fleeting. He asked, "Why?"

"Well, it's a pity that she was born in the wrong era; it's admirable that although she is a woman, she invited herself to fight to protect the country with her life; it's a pity that she died at the hands of the person who shouldn't kill her; as for being hateful, it's because of you."

Yin Peng laughed happily:

"Your resentment and evil spirit are enough to prove that you definitely didn't die from a heart attack, nor did you die with injustice. Then, you died with hatred."

"I guess Princess Anqing betrayed you, right?"

Shen Yue lowered his eyes and said nothing, and did not answer her question, Yin Penghuan took it as his acquiescence.

She got up and comforted Shen Yue pretending to be concerned:

"Let me tell you, it's not worth being trapped for a thousand years for this kind of scumbag. Evil people will be tortured by evil people. The way she treats you can be seen in her fate—it's not very miserable."

"Why do you torture yourself so much to make your enemies happy?"

"Why bother?"

……

(End of this chapter)