Prince, kneel down quickly, the lady can't run away

It’s not Wen Jiu’s fault that he forgot. It can only be said that the “she” who came through at that time was too sudden. It was when the original owner was less than ten years old...

"Master, let's go down the mountain to visit the Lantern Festival! I want to eat candied haws, you see it's still snowing." Xiao Wenjiu pulled the old man's sleeve and acted coquettishly.

"It's no use being coquettish"

"Xuan Ling saw your young lady come to me after practicing martial arts."

"Yes"

"Miss, let's start"

"Hmph, Xuan Ling is not good at all, just as bad as Master." Xiao Wenjiu said, and his body began to

Two children, who are less than ten years old, were still practicing martial arts on a snowy day. When she thought about warming the wine, she wanted to cry. Her master did not slack off with her during the New Year and did not let her take a break during the Lantern Festival. Her aggrieved mouth was pursed into a line.

After half an hour, the old man came out and said, "Change your clothes. I'll let you have half a day off today."

"Wow. Master is the best. Thank you, Master. I'll be there soon. Come on, Xuan Ling."

The snow is still falling

The old man walked in front, and the two little girls followed behind. The two little rascals stepped on the big footprints left by the people in front of them on the thin layer of snow.

"Be careful, the snow is thin and slippery, and the way down the mountain is difficult."

"Yes, Master." Xiao Wenjiu held Xuan Ling's hand and danced with joy. This was the happiest day she could remember. In the past, Master treated her very harshly and did not give her any rest.

She only knew that she was the second daughter of the prime minister's family. She was said to be pregnant with a strange light when she was born, and was sent to Nanhua Mountain for fear of disaster. She had never seen her parents. When she was three years old, Nanhua Mountain became desolate and deserted. She became an unwanted child. At that time, another person came. A middle-aged man and a little girl about her age came with her and took her away. She only had Xuan Ling, her master, and Uncle Mu.

The master taught her etiquette and medicine every day, and she also did not fall behind in her studies. She learned almost everything, including ritual, music, riding, archery, imperial carriage, calligraphy and mathematics. Uncle Mu focused on martial arts. The master's place was very small. The master must have been a big shot in the past! He was proficient in everything, so they settled down in Nanhua Mountain.

"Ah~ Master"

"Miss, Miss"

The old man turned around and saw the little wine rolling down the hill. A middle-aged man flew over but failed to catch it.

"Plop" water splashed everywhere,

"Mu Tong, hurry up and rescue him."

"Yes"

"Go back, hurry up"

"Master, it's a good thing that the young lady used Qinggong to cross the hillside with a little force, otherwise she would have fallen into the lake and the hillside would have taken her life."

"Why is there no pulse?" the old man panicked.

"That's impossible. The young lady is usually in good health and has practiced martial arts for several years. We fished her out just in time. She must be frozen at most. Master?"

"Wine, wine." The old man didn't believe it and took the patient's pulse again and again.

Over and over again...

Xuan Ling kept crying. She didn't dare to cry loudly, for fear of disturbing the master and master from feeling her pulse. She was scared.

I am afraid that the lady who was holding her hand just a second ago is gone, the lady who she spent every day with.

"Mutong, hurry up and add more charcoal to the fire, Xuanling, go and boil some water, hurry up" The old man had tears in his eyes.

He didn't dare, he didn't dare to believe it. It was Xiao Wenjiu's birthday today, and he finally wanted to give them half a day off. She hadn't eaten the candied haws yet, nor had she eaten the noodles that her teacher cooked for her.

The coal has arrived, the water has been boiled,

"Put her in the bucket quickly, I need to give her an acupuncture." The old man's voice was trembling. This was the child he had raised.

"He has a pulse, Mu Tong, he has a pulse, come on, let's go out, Xuan Ling, quickly change your young lady into clean clothes"

"Yes"

Mu Tong looked at his master. He hadn't had such a big emotional fluctuation in a long time. Even before he faced the emperor, he was always calm and respectful, but not like today... He was afraid

"Master, it's ready."

"You take care of her, I'll go make the medicine"

"Master, I'll go."

"No, I'll make it myself. You can help me and make something else. The girl will want to eat when she wakes up."

"Yes"

"cough cough"

"Miss, you are awake..."

Oh my god, what is this place? My throat feels like it's on fire. I'm so thirsty.

"Miss, you finally woke up. You have slept for four hours."

"No, who did you call?"

"Miss, please stop joking. The master gave you medicine and you didn't wake up. He just left and he was very worried."

"What are you talking about?" This voice seems to make a wrong sound.

I looked down at my hands, which were slender and white, and then at my own attire. I didn't know that I had traveled through time compared to the crying of the person in front of me.

It was a life-threatening time travel. He was a man. She lay back down again, feeling hot all over. When she closed her eyes, she could only see the memories of the original owner, which suddenly entered her mind.

"Hiss, my head hurts."

"Master, Master, Master, Miss..." Xuan Ling ran out quickly and brought back three people. In her memory, one was her master, one was Uncle Mu, and the one crying was her maid Xuan Ling.

"Master, please take a look, the young lady's fever has not subsided and she is still complaining of a headache."

"How's it going? Jiu'er"

Jiuer? It's hard to describe. How should I put it? My name is Zhao Qiang, I come from the future, and I'm a 23-year-old man?

She was emitting a chill, and the three of them thought she was frightened and had a high fever, so they didn't take her seriously.

Seeing the three people's eyes full of concern, he said, "It's okay, it's just a sore throat. The headache may be because the fever hasn't subsided yet."

"Good boy, you scared us. Your master, your master..."

"Mutong, go get some food."

"okay"

At this time, "Warm Wine" looked at the old man. He had an extraordinary demeanor, his clothes were clean as new, and he was still wearing a coat. His hair was gray and his expression was very serious. It could be seen that he was in a hurry, because his shoes betrayed him. He probably came here without having time to pick up his shoes.

It was obvious that he loved the original owner very much, and he quickly called out, "Master, you should rest early! I'm fine."

"Okay, I'll take your pulse and then go back."

"Okay," Wenjiu smiled and held out his hand

"Okay, it's nothing. I'll ask your uncle Mu to bring you the medicine later. Eat something after you drink it. Don't get out of bed. Xuanling, please take care of the young lady."

"Yes, Master."

The old man walked away with his hands behind his back. After checking her pulse, she felt as if a heavy weight had been lifted off her shoulders. She breathed a sigh of relief, very slightly. She noticed

He lay down and tried to sort out his thoughts. Should he speak out tomorrow? Would he be considered a monster? But this was too unbelievable. Although he was not a fan of novels, he had read a little bit. Others were about the same sex traveling across time and space. What was this? What was this?

He cried out in pain in his heart. Is this how his lifelong reputation ended?

"Miss, take the medicine first, then eat something." Uncle Mu brought it over.

"Uncle Mu, my master never told me his honorific title. How can I introduce myself to him when I go out into the world?"

"Why are you out there? You are the second daughter of the prime minister's mansion, a daughter of an aristocratic family. The master has his own considerations for not saying anything."

"Uncle Mu is half my master. Can I introduce your name?"

"..."

"Okay, since Master doesn't allow me to do that, I won't say anything."