Quick Wear: Everyone knows I am a good person

In the room with flickering candlelight, Zheng Huiming, the Dali Temple chief who was over 40 years old, was holding the hand of his virtuous husband's newly married young maid, who was no more than 20 years old, and was having a heart-to-heart talk with her.

I learned that the young servant was from my hometown.

Zheng Huiming looked "surprised" and said, "That's a coincidence. Your last name is Tian, ​​are you from Tianjia Village?"

"Yes."

Tian He lowered his head shyly and nervously, "I'm from Tianjia Village, and my mother is Tian Nan."

Tian Nan?

Why does this name sound familiar?

Zheng Huiming was thinking about it when he heard Tian He say, "My mother said that adults taught my eldest sister at home."

what?

Who?

Who did she teach?

It seems that she...only...taught one family in Tianjia Village?

"You, your eldest sister, is?"

"Eldest sister Tian Jiayu."

As soon as the name came out, countless past memories flooded into Zheng Huiming's mind, and his heart trembled. "Who is your father?"

"My father is Sun Panmei."

Zheng Huiming: …

The hanging heart finally died.

Even though she is sitting by the bed now, she has actually been dead for nearly half a month.

Thinking about Tian He's age and the birthday he just mentioned, Zheng Huiming felt torn apart in the middle.

Is this not her baby?

Tian He is the youngest son of Tian Yuanwai. He is an old man who had a son! It is really hard not to think about this!

Zheng Huiming stared at Tian He's face again and again. It turned out that he was somewhat similar to himself when he was young.

Finished!

Can I touch this?

Even if the probability is only one in ten thousand, she dare not gamble!

"Hahahahaha..."

Next door, Shu Jiao thought of Zheng Huiming, who was always serious and proper in the original owner's memory, and then saw that she was now embarrassed and pretending to be busy, as if she wanted to escape three miles away overnight, and she was overjoyed.

Oh my god.

She will remember this explosive expression for half her life!

"Kacha kacha~"

003 was eating melon seeds, "This is really rare~"

"That's nothing. Let me tell you something even more shocking."

666 was also eating melon seeds. "There was a melon in the world before. To sum it up in one sentence, my brother-in-law was my father's mistress, my mother later became my aunt, my sister's baby was my boyfriend's, and I, my girlfriend, and her boyfriend lived happily as a family of three."

Wait a moment~

Wait a minute!

Shu Jiao and 003 were stuck for half a second, and the CPU was about to burn out.

"Is this...so crazy?"

003Thumbs up.

"How can a person not be crazy?"

Shu Jiao responded.

666 spat out a mouthful of melon seed shells, his bean-sized eyes filled with vicissitudes of life.

As a gossip system, its eyes have really seen too much, witnessing the diversity of biological species every year!

One person and two masters quickly started chatting.

This is the melon of this small world. Shu Jiao didn’t pay, so 666 can’t tell anyone.

But the gossips from other worlds don’t matter.

The two men chatted happily for half the night.

In the next room, Zheng Huiming was so embarrassed that he tapped his toes on the ground. He couldn't stand it any longer and turned around and left. Tian He thought that his wife rejected him as soon as he entered the house, and he cried for most of the night.

The next day, he was sent to a farm in the suburbs overnight.

Zheng Huiming also assigned a few people to serve him, and asked them a question every two or three months to ensure that those servants would not bully him behind his back.

This is enough.

This is the most conscientious thing Zheng Huiming can do.

Of course, this is something.

On the other side, Shu Jiao was still exploring the "squad" function of 666 with it, which means that they can invite people to form a team, selectively let others hear what they have to say, and there are different modes to choose from.

There are voice mode, sky mode, dream mode...

Shu Jiao: "Does this melon have to be authentic?"

“One of the privileges of top-level membership is that you don’t have to guarantee authenticity.”

That's even more interesting~

Shu Jiao sat cross-legged on the bed, thinking about her next move for a moment, and then clicked on the dream mode.

The person chosen to form a team is undoubtedly the current emperor, Emperor Xiwen.

Emperor Xiwen was over forty years old and was a mature and steady old emperor.

After reviewing the memorials, she slept with her new lover, Gao Shijun, for a nap, then sent him back to the palace and slept alone on the big dragon bed.

The house is filled with the aroma of calming incense.

Not long after, Emperor Xiwen fell into a deep sleep.

She was unconscious at first, but for some reason she suddenly woke up and found herself swimming in a clear pond. She shook her head and tail, and looked at her reflection in the pond. Emperor Xiwen was shocked to realize that -

It turns out that she is a little dragon.

Suddenly, a clear and pleasant female voice came from the pond, "Seventh sister, you are about to go down to the mortal world to transcend the tribulation. Don't act recklessly this time like you did last time. Remember to be a good emperor. When you come back from transcending the tribulation, you will be able to turn into a dragon and join the ranks of immortals."

Emperor Xiwen: ...

It turned out that she was going through a tribulation.

really.

Just say it!

The emperor's life is not a life for human beings.

The pressure is so great and there are so many things to do. The old ones above are worrying, and the young ones below are even more worrying. And this group of stupid officials in the middle are causing trouble for her day after day!

She thought she must have done something sinful in her previous life to deserve this retribution.

If it is about overcoming the tribulation, then it makes sense.

Following the voice, Emperor Xiwen saw clearly the appearance of the person who came.

She was a little girl, with hair like dark clouds and waterfalls, and a pair of gentle and affectionate eyes under her slightly curved eyebrows. The lines of her face were round and smooth, and her facial features were exquisite, as if they were carefully polished by a top craftsman.

"Ok, I know."

Emperor Xiwen responded and began to wonder about the identity of this little girl.

"I'm worried about you."

The little girl chuckled, "It's just that I have to go do something for Taiyin Xingjun right now. I will help you after I'm done."

"it is good."

"Why are you so quiet today?"

Emperor Xiwen: ...

She didn't know what the relationship between her and this girl was, her name, or what their previous relationship was. She would only speak less, as the more she spoke, the more mistakes she would make.

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw the little girl jump into the pool and a golden fish tail came out.

That color, that shape, that flowing tail...

It was almost exactly the same as the koi she raised in the palace.

"Don't worry~ I'm so lucky. With my help, you will surely be able to overcome the disaster and become an immortal soon."

The little girl said again.

Hearing this, Emperor Xiwen was even more certain that the other party's true form was probably a golden koi.

Just~

Can a dragon and a koi be friends?

But it makes sense!

No wonder she likes koi so much, there is a reason.

Of course there is a reason for that.

If she liked turtles, this little girl would have to turn into a turtle today!

Emperor Xiwen wanted to talk a little more, but suddenly woke up again. She sat up, tired but excited.

Could it be that this dream meant that the koi fish was coming to find her?

"emperor?"

The chief steward who heard the noise leaned forward and asked in a low voice.

Emperor Xiwen took a deep breath and said, "Nothing, please leave."

"Yes."

The chief steward retreated quietly again.

Emperor Xiwen was lying alone in bed, unable to fall asleep with his eyes open. When it was light at dawn, he went to court with dark circles under his eyes.

Lack of sleep caused her air pressure to be slightly low.

The civil and military officials standing in the hall, sensing the low pressure, all shrank their necks. Those who were preparing to submit memorials quietly put them back into their sleeves.

Who made the emperor angry so early in the morning?

Got~

Behave yourself today and don’t seek death!