I write novels in the East Palace

Zhou Chengyi realized something was wrong before he even opened his eyes. The bed behind him was very hard. It wasn't the Simmons he had deliberately made out at all. The thick quilt on his body was pressed against his chest and he couldn't breathe well, but he clearly remembered that it should be hot summer now. Just put a blanket on it.

The most important thing is that there is no one in his arms, and Fang Guanyan is gone.

It usually takes at least half an hour to wake up. Zhou Chengyi sat up straight away, his eyes sharp and cold, and he looked at the surrounding environment warily.

Even through the thick white gauze, one can clearly see that this is a resplendent and resplendent palace. It is exquisite yet inexplicably simple, and somewhat familiar.

The first reaction that popped up in Zhou Chengyi's sleepy head was that he had time-traveled again, but this inference was ruled out almost immediately.

Someone heard the noise coming in from the outside, walked all the way to the bed, and then stretched out a hand to push the white gauze away, and a familiar face approached in front of him and said a familiar voice, "Your Majesty?"

He was a little surprised to meet the sober eyes of the person in front of him, then immediately restrained himself, bowed his head and asked.

Zhou Chengyi was even more surprised than him, and didn't hear his words at all, "Chang Xia?"

"My maidservant is here." Chang Xia asked worriedly, "Is Your Majesty not sleeping well? Would you like to ask Dr. Shen to take a pulse?"

"No, it's just a dream, and I'm a little unconscious." Zhou Chengyi quickly stabilized, all doubts were pressed into the bottom of his heart, there was no hint of it on his face, and he just said Changxia's words calmly.

After all, Chang Xia was clever, and he became suspicious after asking too many questions, and quietly glanced at Zhou Chengyi.

However, most people's habits can't be changed, and the people in front of him still like what they like before, so he just thought that he was thinking too much and didn't take it to heart.

After Zhou Chengyi finished his breakfast, he had a good understanding of the current situation.

In May of the 40th year of Yongcheng, the plague broke out in Cangzhou, and Emperor Wen fainted in a panic. A few months later, he passed away and returned to the west.

There is a year difference between Zhou Chengyi and Zhou Chengyu's accession to the throne in the two worlds. It is exactly the ninth year of Anchang in the other world, but the month does not match. It is only August in the other world, and it is almost the New Year here.

And I don't know what went wrong. In this world, when "he" was imprisoned in the East Palace and almost starved to death, he also wrote a novel to save himself, but he didn't have an intersection with Zigu.

The Hongmeng Cult actually appeared as a traitor when "he" first came to the throne, trying to capture Chang'an, but of course it ended in failure and all of them died.

Zhou Chengyi recalled his own time and space, became the backbone long-term workers of the Ministry of Industry, and the little Taoist priests who had paid five insurance and one gold for several years, couldn't help but sigh.

On the contrary, Zhou Chengan is a lot more honest, and he is still living in the fiefdom.

Shen Ping's line coincides with his time and space, He Li, takes the imperial examination, goes north to join the army, marries Zhong Liyue and has a son.

The difference is that although Beihu is gone, the border is still not peaceful. Xiao Guo and Shaman fought for several years because of the tragedy of Ru Chuan and the turf war. Aurora became the Queen of Sand two years later than he knew. .

Secondly, there are some details that are not the same.

All in all, the difference is a thousand miles away, Xiao Guo's overall progress is now slower than his time and space, the main reason is that after "he" came to power, he spent a lot of effort to clean up and rectify the court.

The law has been adjusted and refined successively, and the effect is still very good. Now that the style of incorruptibility is prevalent in the court, officials have to weigh one or two when they want to hold a banquet, and control it to a certain degree.

Even the harsh laws also cost "him" a price. Even though no one dares to tell "him" face to face, "he" still knows that many people call him a tyrant.

A tyrant is not the same as a faint king, but he is very radical in his methods. For example, the Cangzhou plague Lu Shangshu's ink corruption case involved hundreds of officials, beheaded more than ten people, and exiled and demoted the rest. Only half survived.

The consequence of this treatment is that there is a shortage of talents in the court, and there is often no one available. Everyone is busy flying, and it is not relieved until after the imperial examination.

However, "he" is a person with a sense of responsibility. In addition to the statutory rest days of the ten-year enthronement, there are basically no non-workers.

He is very hardworking and dedicated, so people can't help but award one of the top ten emperors.

According to the current progress, it is estimated that it will not be long before the progress of the two time and space can reach an agreement.

When Zhou Chengyi learned about these things, he couldn't help touching his nose with lingering fear. Fortunately, the cheap father had survived for more than a year, and successfully cultivated Zhou Chengyu, and he was not forced to ascend the throne.

Especially after discovering that the unremarkable year name was written out and read according to the modern order, it is a social animal.

The emperor = [-] social animals, no free time, even unable to leave the capital.

Fortunately, he chose the time of this time travel well, just in time for the winter solstice to rest and bathe, so he didn't have to go to court.

Sure enough, he is still a handsome prince, he can go wherever he wants in the world, write novels when he is inspired, and have someone to hug and hold high.

Delicious.

Comparing the two sides, Zhou Chengyi, who found that he lived a truly free and nourishing life, kindly helped this poor self with some official duties.

On the winter solstice, there were three days of rest and bathing. Zhou Chengyi saw the accumulation of unusual memorials, and with his understanding of himself, he immediately understood that his other self was a high school student who went crazy on a long vacation and was going to leave all his "homework" until zero. Boundary point, then a lamp, a pen, a night, a miracle.

Of course, it is not certain whether it is a miracle or a corpse.

What kind of suffering in the world is it to be a social animal during time travel.

Zhou Chengyi took pity on himself, and didn't mind giving him a favor leisurely, that is, "Ayan Ayan, it would be great if Ayan came with me, nothing else matters, I just want to hug and recharge."

He began to mutter to himself.

"..."

A sour feeling suddenly appeared in his mind, and it was caught by Zhou Chengyi even if it was fleeting.

His words stopped abruptly, and when he realized something, he had a half-smile on his face, "Are you still there?"

However, these words seemed to sink into the sea, and there was no response at all.

Zhou Chengyi raised his eyebrows, he didn't think he felt wrong, his body was fine before, he thought it was only him, such a sudden trip to a parallel time and space sounds unreliable, but how common is this in novels? .

Zhou Chengyi knew that this must be temporary, and he had a vague premonition in his heart that he would go back soon. Before the time came, he would not be able to go back no matter what he did, and when the time came, he would not be able to stay no matter what he did.

He originally thought it was time and space exchange, only he was in the body, and His Majesty the emperor had already gone to his time and space, so he was talking to Chang Xia.

Now it seems that this person may not have been there all the time. He didn't speak at the beginning, he probably didn't wake up, and he didn't speak later, he just wanted to take advantage of it, that is, to live a rare leisure life and get a free labor for him to work.

Zhou Chengyi knows his little thoughts too well.

He threw away the notebook in his hand, spread out the paper and began to think about the outline of the new article he was about to write.

"Don't, bro, help me." The guy who was trying to pretend he wasn't there couldn't help but look at the pile of work.

"Do things by yourself, my mother taught me." Zhou Chengyi said and wrote down a sentence on the paper: My mother is your mother.

"...The body is being used by you right now, so if you help out, it's considered a payment. It's so cheap and cost-effective."

These words directly touched Zhou Chengyi's heart, and he immediately said, "I'll give you the control you want, anyway, the outline is the same in my mind, and maybe I can go back if I give you the control. "

"I'm thinking of a partner." In the end, he was so affectionate that he was caught off guard and triumphant.

"Zhou Chengyi": "..." After confirming his eyes, such a cheap expression is indeed his own.

Sour, really sour.

"Why do you have a partner and I don't? It's not fair." The voice in his head was so angry that Zhou Chengyi felt his teeth clenched for an instant.

Zhou Chengyi didn't speak at first, he directly picked up the calendar on the table, flicked his fingers on the full schedule, and asked with narrowed eyes, "Your Majesty, do you have time to talk?"

"..." Obviously, no.

"He" naturally changed the subject, "What to write?"

"Fiction, can't you read it?" Zhou Chengyi paused his hands as he spoke, and suddenly raised his head with a squinted smile, "That's right, your life is more social than your last life, so how can you find the time to write this?"

These words really hit my heart, and the voice in my head visibly choked.

"People like you actually have a partner, but I'm alone in two lives. It's too difficult." The voice of "Zhou Chengyi" who was targeted by another self was faint and full of resentment.

Zhou Chengyi instigated him upright, "If you are dissatisfied, take back control of your body, so that I can't do my own thing."

"It's nothing, I think the body is very suitable for you, you stay here well, I will take care of you."

Zhou Chengyi's eyes became sharper, and he began to think about whether it would be illegal to kill himself.

After attacking each other and throwing trash talk for a while, the two finally announced a truce. I don't know who asked first, and then they talked about their respective time and space.

"What? Qiqige became Queen Sha's queen?"

"Zhou Chengyi" was stunned by this news, of course he knew about Qi Qige, after the first two years of being involved in the Northern Hu subjugation, Qi Qige led the wolves to join the Mail Armor Army, and now he is serving in the Tianqi Army, the highest wolf cavalry Commander, they still eat together every Chinese New Year.

Empress Sand Afulola is a woman, and Qiqige is also a woman...how did this come together? ?

"The year I returned to Chang'an, Qiqige stayed in Cangzhou to train wolf cavalry. Aurora succeeded in winning the throne, so she came here in person to give a congratulatory gift to show her sincerity. Qiqige entertained him. I don't know what happened in between. I will go back and sign During the treaty, Aurora began to pester Qiqige to fight..."

Zhou Chengyi's expression became complicated when he said this, and he took a moment to say, "I thought Aurora was targeting Qiqi, but she said, this is... a courtship."

"...Wow." Shocked to the point of losing her soul.

"He" looked blank for a moment, then suddenly reacted to a question, and asked cautiously, "Your partner...could it be..."

"A Yan is a man, it's absolutely true." Zhou Chengyi said and licked his lips.

"Zhou Chengyi": "..." Suddenly he didn't want to pursue anything else.

The author has something to say:

Zhou Chengyi: It is impossible to work part-time.

The last episode was not well written, this is the first time I wrote a forum style, sorry.

muah.

I was going back to my hometown to attend the funeral. I found out that my childhood and classmate’s father had passed away and had a myocardial infarction. After two days of conceiving the story, I really had no inspiration, so I officially ended it.kisses.