When night fell, Mo Yuzhai fell into silence, and only the gurgling sound of flowing water from the backyard could be heard, such as a ring, a clear bell and a pleasant ear. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Connected to the small bridge in the backyard of Moyuzhai flowing water, is the study of the three Zhao Hall, the first generation of Zhenwei Hou Hou Mansion when moving into the inscription, intended to warn the descendants of "Zhao people, Zhao heart, Zhao De".

Although it was already evening, the candle flame illuminated the Sanzhao Hall brilliantly.

A piece of black lacquer jade is placed on the bookcase in the center of the Sanzhao Hall, the color is greasy, crystal clear, and the fragrance of ink diffused in the air actually complements each other, adding a bookish atmosphere to the Sanzhao Hall.

Luo Xiaoci was standing in front of this bookcase, looking at the dense and moist ink jade, and sighed in her heart: she always thought that the name Mo Yuzhai was also randomly generated by the author, but she didn't expect it to have a provenance. Ye Tianchen's heart is really big, isn't this valuable Moyu so big that he is not afraid of being stolen if he puts it in the bookcase?

Ye Tianchen was sitting at the desk, taking advantage of the candlelight to review some official business, Luo Xiaoci couldn't help but lean over and take a look, only to see Ye Tianchen with a pen, even in the woman's body, the words left on Bai Xuan were also hearty, and the ink stains were dripping, comparable to Ouyan Liu Zhao.

Luo Xiaoci continued to sigh: Sure enough, he is the male protagonist, and he is omnipotent. It's a pity that it's a crippled personality......

Luo Xiaoci couldn't help but sigh, Ye Tianchen suddenly raised his head, his eyes sank: "Luo Ci, you, what do you want to do?" This king warns you, don't want to find anything here, and don't behave in any way......

Luo Xiaoci said very sincerely: "The concubine is just looking at the words written by the prince, and the prince's words are really good." ”

“……”

As the saying goes, a thousand wear it, and a sycophant doesn't wear it.

Ye Tianchen pondered for a few seconds, turned his head, turned his gaze back to the desk, and said in a deep voice: "This, there is nothing to see." Luo Ci, don't stand here, this king looks upset. Get out of the king's sight, but you are not allowed to go out of the Sanzhao Hall, and you are not allowed to mess with the things in the Sanzhao Hall. ”

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Hahaha, it's so unacceptably boastful. Luo Xiaoci was in a happy mood again when she heard the rippling dingdong sound, and she slipped to the other side and looked at the books on the bookcase.

Alas, looking at a bunch of books, I couldn't help but feel sorry for myself: others are all physics, chemistry, biology, and all kinds of high-tech pretenses, mechanically dominating the fantasy world, and the medicine is called Wang Xiuxian. As far as she Luo Xiaoci, the English department, and the ancient dialect, there is no place to show if she wants to, and she feels very useless.

Suddenly, Luo Xiaoci swept a book out of the corner of his eyes, the name of which was: "Ninety-nine Ways to Make Life Better Than Death".

She remembered that Ye Tianchen had said cruel words to her before: "This king will spare your life for the time being! But don't think that this king doesn't know that this vicious woman has evil intentions. This king tells you that if you dare to do anything to be sorry for the Zhao Wangfu, this king, there are ninety-nine ways to make your life worse than death!"

She wondered why ninety-nine methods instead of a hundred.

Luo Xiaoci: Hahahahaha, it turns out that there is really a book called "Ninety-Nine Ways to Make Life Better Than Death", Lord Wang, you are really a fact-seeking person, why do you feel a little messy hahaha.

Luo Xiaoci opened this book, and it turned out to be a comic book and a painting!

To be precise, in ancient times it should be called a villain book. The author's brushwork looks quite immature, but he paints vividly. In this book, a villain wearing a golden crown is drawn, a folding fan in his right hand, and three fingers on his left hand are always pointing together. And then from beginning to end of the book, this villain is being tortured, in addition to the general torture, there are also very inexplicable and wonderful kinds, such as being stuck in the fish bones when eating fish and not being able to spit out, such as tripping and falling when walking and breaking his spine......

Luo Xiaoci sighed at the imagination of this painter and couldn't help sweating at the same time, how deep the resentment this author should have for this villain, it's terrible......

She turned back page by page, and the more she got to the back, the more miserable the villain became, and the more inexplicable the method became, until after the ninety-ninth kind, the back was all blank. The pages are a little old, like they haven't been touched in a long time.

Suddenly, the book in Luo Xiaoci's hand was taken away, and Ye Tianchen's face as black as ink came into view.

Ye Tianchen glared at her: "What do you think you are doing here?"

Luo Xiaoci: "I flipped through it casually, but I didn't expect that there would be this kind of book in Sanzhaotang." ”

Without saying a word, Ye Tianchen put "Ninety-Nine Ways to Make Life Better Than Death" back on the bookshelf.

Luo Xiaoci: "Lord, what's wrong?" Do you think it's embarrassing to find comics in the study?

Ye Tianchen: "Don't say it." ”

Luo Xiaoci: "Huh?"

Ye Tianchen: "But even if you want to say it, this king is not afraid." This king, after handling official business, now go back to Moyuzhai. After speaking, Luo Xiaoci, who was confused, left, looking at Ye Tianchen's back, Luo Xiaoci was a little messy.

What's going on? How do you have a premonition that you're going to have something big?

After leaving Sanzhao Hall, he returned to Moyuzhai. The gilded lamp illuminated Mo Yuzhai's living room, and it was no longer obvious that it was the cold and terrible happy room last night. Luo Xiaoci was in a trance, and there was a sense of chaotic dreams turned upside down.

Ye Tianchen said: "This king lives in the inner room, and you will sleep on the couch in the outer room." It is better not to think of the inner chamber at night to do anything ill-intentioned, or the king will not be able to guarantee that your head will still be on your head tomorrow. ”

Although Luo Xiaoci understood that Ye Tianchen wanted to exaggerate the terrifying atmosphere, she still couldn't help but ask: "Does the prince's sentence mean that you want to cut off your own head?"

Only then did Ye Tianchen realize that he was still Luo Ci's body, and he also understood that the threat he just said was not valid. His face changed a few times before he said coldly: "You, it's better to do it yourself." If you keep to yourself, and one day your body is replaced, maybe this king can spare your life. ”

Luo Xiaoci: "Understood." "Although she is also very bottomless in her heart, she doesn't know when she can change her body back, this pit system won't let her stay in Ye Tianchen's body until she dies...

Ye Tianchen entered the inner room, separated from the outer room where Luo Xiaoci was separated by a bead curtain.

After a hard day's work, Luo Xiaoci fell on the soft couch after washing, although it was far less than the modern soft Simmons, but there was a sense of comfort like sleeping on cotton that he had never had.

She looked up and saw the mottled but exquisite murals on the ceiling of Mo Yuzhai, dazzled, but she didn't see anything for a long time.

I have mixed tastes in my heart, and I can't tell what it tastes like. I only know that it is an unprecedentedly complicated mood, excitement mixed with melancholy, joy mixed with bitterness. The excitement is the freshness and excitement of coming to a new world. Thrilling, twists and turns. The world in the book is interesting, but it makes her nostalgic for those bland, mediocre, and ordinary days. In the previous world, complicated lesson preparation, strict discipline by parents, petty fights between friends, small conflicts between colleagues, those lives that she once relegated to mediocrity and insipidity, which made her tired.

It is only now that she understands how precious it is to learn to live an ordinary life day in and day out.