Chapter 435: Guarding the Dream of a Thousand Years

Jiang Xiaocha looked around and muttered, "What a familiar courtyard." ”

She seemed to have seen such a courtyard somewhere, and she really couldn't remember it, it was too familiar, the familiar cloister, the familiar garden, the familiar gazebo, and even the swing under the grape trellis.

Jiang Xiaocha never remembered where she had seen it.

On the windowsill and on the pillars, there are big red happy characters, jubilant, as if in ancient times, the wedding dress was pasted, and even the pillars in the pavilion were pasted with the happy words.

"Sheng Jing, are you there?" Jiang Xiaocha called softly, a little afraid, she was afraid but carefully pushed the door open, pushed the door open, she was finally sure that this was the atmosphere that the candle night in the cave room should have.

A house full of red!

The easternmost table is lit with a small arm-thick dragon and phoenix double candle, there are all kinds of nuts on the table, incense is also lit in the house, thousands of years are not dispersed, under the red red tent is a big red dragon and phoenix quilt, the dragon and phoenix on the quilt are auspicious patterns vivid, she can even imagine the bride embroidered with the quilt, full of anticipation.

It is said that in ancient times, when getting married, the bride had to prepare her wedding dress and dragon and phoenix quilt two years in advance, was this embroidered by her thousands of years ago?

Jiang Xiaocha shook her head, she is already dead, the ancient books record that Sheng Jing is a concubine, maybe Sheng Jing married someone else after her death, but it may not be her, don't be sentimental.

What kind of true feelings do beauties want?

You're thinking too much!

Jiang Xiaocha looked at the pair of red wedding supplies in a daze, but her eyes were red unconsciously, and a sadness that did not belong to her inexplicably spread to her heart.

Before I knew it, I was in tears.

Jiang Xiaocha stood in front of the happy bed, didn't move, and didn't know what to think, for a long time, she didn't remember until she came back to her senses, she was here to find Shengjing, but what about Shengjing?

In addition to the bedding, Jiang Xiaocha found some small clothes on the couch behind the screen, tiger head shoes, tiger head hats, and a pair of locks, and a word engraved on the back of the gold lock.

Happy!

Because it is an ancient text, Jiang Xiaocha can't understand it, and the ancient Chinese and traditional Chinese characters are not the same.

Jiang Xiaocha made up for the expectations of a couple of newlyweds after they got married, and even the children's clothes were ready, they should be very affectionate at that time, otherwise they wouldn't have even made the children's clothes.

"It's too ugly, isn't it? Jiang Xiaocha looked at the finished little clothes with disgust, the sleeves were not the same length, and the embroidery on the tiger head hat was crooked, and she didn't know what it was.

Whose craftsmanship is too bad.

Suddenly, the bronze mirror turned, as if something had touched the mechanism, and the bronze mirror avoided all the way to the left, and then revealed a wall, which was actually a secret door, and the secret door opened, and Sheng Jing walked out.

As soon as the two met, Sheng Jing was stunned, and Jiang Xiaocha was also stunned.

Through the secret door behind the grand scene, she could see the spiral steps and the oil lamp on the wall, but unfortunately, before she could look closely, the secret door behind the grand view was closed.

Jiang Xiaocha, "......"

For many years, he was the only one in this side hall, and no one had ever come in, including Huanhuan, the surprise of the grand scene was clear at a glance, and even panicked, and he subconsciously wanted to reprimand, and the temper of the feudal emperor came up all of a sudden, but when he thought that the person in front of him was Xiaocha, those who were very angry and interesting decompressed themselves and expressed themselves.

"You ......" Sheng Jing's voice was hoarse, and there was a touch of red in the corners of his eyes, as if he had cried, "How did you get in?"