Lord, don't chase me, I want to go back to modern times

I have no trust in him at all. Since when, my feelings for him have changed, and I am no longer obsessed with that white shirt.

The feelings towards him when he went deep into the sea of ​​tides have quietly deteriorated...

After all, Xiao Jincheng did not go to bed here but returned to the Dragon Hall.

With his departure, I also breathed a sigh of relief, but there was also a faint sense of loss.

Standing on the edge of the corridor, he has been looking stupidly at the corner where his figure has been buried, and he hasn't looked back for a long time.

A man who can give up the entire harem for me, and a man who can hurt the relatives around me for me, how should I treat such a man.

Chun Ya, who was always by my side, stepped forward and put a brocade cloak on me, lest I catch a cold.

"Chun Ya, did he arrange you?" The servants around him are similar to Chun Rui's many times, and they appear so suitable. I don't believe that it wasn't his special arrangement, when the arrangement in the palace would be such a coincidence.

"Master... In fact, the emperor cares about you very much." She saw the contradiction of the master, but she didn't know how to persuade her.

"Chunya, change your name." I sighed, ignoring what she just said, "How about calling you Xinyue in the future?"

Xinyue, Xinzhimingyue, I hope that the fate of Xinyue and Chunrui will be different and start over again.

I stretched out my hand to close the clothes that fit me, but felt that I was getting colder at this time, the cold wind was blowing, but I didn't have any intention of going to bed at all.

When the crows are exhausted, who does Xiao Li hate because of?
Complicated thoughts gushed out like a spring, constantly wandering in my heart, tossing and turning my heart.

Today Xiao Jincheng gave up the harem three thousand for me, what about in the future?Now he can do this for an obsession, but after a long time, what can he do?

The emperor, the husband of all the women in the world, wants to be the only one to be pampered.
Thinking of Xia Yu, my eyes are filled with indifference, our bill is slowly settled, anyway, I can't go back to my world now, then I will make a subversion in this harem, marry a prince, and become a duck boy , Sitting on the golden mountain, doting on the harem, meeting gods and killing gods, meeting Buddhas and killing Buddhas, whoever wins me will be rewarded, and whoever betrays me will be killed.

After thinking it over in my mind, I felt that the depression in my heart changed and eased a little. When I was about to go back to the room, Su Jieyu dragged Wu Jieyu and rushed towards me, "Sister An, Sister An."

Su Jieyu was afraid that I would just enter the door, so she quickly raised her voice to call me.

Hearing that she changed her name from the previous An Jieyu, I was a little surprised, but then I realized that since the emperor came in person just now, I am afraid that Brother Heizeng's harem has already spread.

"What's the matter with Su Jieyu?" I raised a shallow smile, but still called Su Jieyu who was somewhat impetuous and impulsive in a strange way.

Seeing that I didn't call out to my younger sister as she wanted, she was obviously a little dazed, but then she smiled happily and stood in front of me with Wu Jieyu, her face full of excitement.

Compared to her excitement, Wu Jieyu seemed much calmer, as if she was woken up by Su Jieyu from her sleep, her eyes were extraordinarily hazy and chaotic.

"I heard that Yujia came to sister's room just now, I really envy us." She let go of Wu Jieyu's hand suddenly, and took mine instead.

Facing such an enthusiastic Su Jieyu, I pulled my hand a little uncomfortably, but she pulled it tight just now.

Gradually becoming impatient in her heart, she looked at Wu Jieyu who was beside her, "Being loved by the emperor, I felt a little unwell, so he came to Guan Fu in person, and I was flattered."

Compared to Su Jieyu's flattery and scheming, I prefer to think of Wu Jieyu.

As soon as Su Jieyu met my gaze, she felt a little embarrassed, and stretched out her hand to my forehead worriedly, "Why is sister feeling unwell?"

I dodged for a while, avoiding her outstretched hand, and responded to her sudden concern with a light smile, "I'm afraid I caught a cold, but it's nothing serious."

"Okay, Qiaoyun." Wu Jieyu finally called Su Jieyu's nickname, which shows that the two have a very good relationship, "An Jieyu's illness has not recovered, and you are still chatting with others here, don't be afraid of her Illness added to illness?!"

When Su Jieyu heard this, her expression softened a little, and then she pushed me into the room, "It's all my fault, if sister Ran Xi hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have noticed it."

Such simple words and actions confuse me a little. Could it be that I have misjudged this person?

Following the strength of her hand, I walked towards the Huali table, "No problem, it's just a minor illness."

After she opened a small stool and pressed me to sit down, she called Wu Jieyu to sit down together, then poured us both a cup of hot tea, and turned to look at Chun Ya, "Chun Ya, The tea is cold, why don't you prepare some hot water?"

"It's Xinyue's, isn't it? This slave will change it right away." Xinyue replied while stretching out her hand.

"New moon?" Su Jieyu asked with a puzzled face, and then she understood, "Sister An just changed her name? That's right, a new moon, a good name!"

I smiled faintly and took the ceramic cup that Su Jieyu was holding in his hand, "This herbal tea is just right, I have a dry throat, I use it to soothe it."

Afterwards, I drank it all down, causing Xinyue to look relieved, and Wu Jieyu took the cup from my hand, "An Jieyu's face turned pale, it's time to go to rest, it's inconvenient for me and Qiaoyun to continue disturb."

Then he dragged Su Jieyu out without a trace, this Wu Jieyu was not simple, she knew how to read words and demeanor.

It seems that she saw clearly my deliberate alienation and impatience just now, but she didn't point it out, and then hurriedly pulled people away.

After they left, the house was quiet for a long time before Xinyue said, "My lord, it's late at night, let's settle down."

The fatigue just now suddenly disappeared, and I had the interest of writing. I shook my head, walked directly to the desk, and looked at the four treasures of the study on it.

After a short pause, he directly picked up the pen and swung the pickaxe, and sprinkled a few lines of poems eloquently.

Goose, goose, geese, singing to the sky, white hair floating in green water, anthurium plucking clear waves.

Looking at this well-known Tang poem, I just want to laugh inexplicably, and I really do.

Seeing me smiling happily, Xinyue praised, "Young master is so vivid, but do the following two sentences mean that you want to grow old with the emperor?"

After I finished speaking, my smile restrained slightly, and I wrote two more sentences after Yong Goose:

Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said.

Hold your hand and grow old together.

I was stunned, the hand holding the pen froze in mid-air, staring at the twelve characters above in a daze, until a drop of ink on the brush stained the rice paper, and then woke up.

God, hell, hell again!
Just now I obviously only wrote the song "Ying Goose", but why did these two sentences appear inexplicably?I wrote it?

The brush loosened with my strength, and it fell on the table with a soft sound. I suddenly crumpled the paper and threw it on the ground.

"Little master?" Xinyue looked at me strangely, and called out worriedly.

"I'm tired." Returning to normal, he sighed tiredly and dismissed her.

Suddenly looking sideways at the ball of paper where the dead and wounded were, feeling full of doubts in his heart, he took up a pen and wrote on the case without faith:

The bright moonlight in front of the bed seems to be like frost on the ground. I raise my head to look at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown.

This time I wrote very seriously. I had just written a word "Xiang", and in an instant, my hand seemed to be out of control and I continued to write:

Qiongqiong (lonely without appearance) White Rabbit,
Walk around.

Clothes are not as good as new, and people are not as good as they are.

Throwing down the pen in my hand in astonishment, I ran to the bed in a hurry, terrified in my heart.

Is this the freeze frame of the characters in the book?Similar to what happened in my previous novel.

Totally sleepless night.

I don't know when in the morning, I fell asleep so sleepy, and it was already noon when I woke up, squinting through the pasted paper, there was warm light shining.

Today's weather seems to be very good, why didn't the new moon call me?

I lay lazily on the bed, I didn't want to get up from the bed, my head was groggy, it seemed that something happened last night, but I couldn't remember it.

Open your eyes and try hard to recall, staring at the depth of the veil, silent and motionless.On the table, the golden smoked sandalwood stove curls up, filling the surroundings, and it feels like a fairy.

I don't know how long I lay there, but I heard a few chuckles faintly coming in through the crack of the door and breaking into my ears. Is it a hallucination?
I lay on the bed and listened strangely, no, it was not a hallucination.

Waves of sweet laughter floated into my ears without warning, and I got up from the bed curiously to find out.

After all, in this deep palace, it is difficult to hear the melodious voice of the play.

Just pushed open the door, and at a glance, the flowers in the small garden have long since fallen, only the sharp corners of the branches are facing the sun, which has a special flavor.

In the huge courtyard, many women surrounded her gracefully, and she was charming and charming, her smile was moving, her face was so enchanting that she could look like a country.

"Sister An, you're awake!" The first one to notice me was Su Jieyu who was smiling the most.

Her loud call attracted everyone's attention to me. Before I got used to the scrutiny and scrutiny of the people around me, she should have walked to me in a flash and led me into this lively place.

"We are reading poems, tasting books and chatting about music. Is Sister An interested?!"

Su Jieyu greeted me very warmly, for fear of neglecting me.

Looking at the dozens of beauties in front of me who have their own strengths, I can't help feeling a little bit, it's a pity that such a beautiful age should be wasted here!

A square table was placed in front of them, and the table was full of various poetry collections, famous paintings, and musical instruments... It seemed that these women spent their days like this when they had no time.

"No, I'm not very knowledgeable, so just sit down." Pulled up a small chair and sat down, quietly listening to them continue to chat, indecisively expecting thousands of flowers, some people only love clear water for rest, some people love white lotus and think it is holy Incomparably...

"I only love peonies, which are rich and noble among flowers. Although they are not as proud as plum blossoms, as handsome as narcissus, and as noble as chrysanthemums, they still cannot shake her position." These words came from a seemingly proud woman. She can be broken with blows and bullets, her eyes are shining, she is not beautiful, but she has the ability to be arrogant and refined, she is extremely outstanding.

I looked at her carefully, comparing her with the number one beauty in the Southern Dynasties like Zhao Ziyan, and comparing her with the little princess of Xia Yu's outlying island, and found that she was not inferior to the two of them at all!