If Xu was willing to marry Cheng Xiao to Zhu Zimo, Cheng Xiao would not have committed suicide in grief because he couldn't be with his beloved, and Xu himself would not have ended up in exile for cheating marriage.

It's a pity that the Xu family would rather marry Cheng Xiaoyuan to Zou Yang and marry a man who can be used as a father to fill the house, just in exchange for the three hundred taels of dowry than let Cheng Xiao and Zhu Zimo be together.

It's just because the Xu family looked down on Zhu Zimo, who was born and was not favored in the Zhu family, thought that Zhu Zimo couldn't afford such a "much" dowry, but in the end it ended up in such a dismal end.

Tiger poison does not eat children, Cheng Xiao is the only biological daughter of the Xu family, for a mere three hundred taels of silver, the Xu family actually did such a thing of selling women! How can this make the stubborn Cheng Xiao acceptable? Even those women from poor families are afraid that this is not the end of the story!

Xu was finally sentenced to exile by Jing Zhaoyin for the crime of cheating on marriage, but he died of illness due to wind and cold, which is also in response to the sentence "Heavenly Cycle, Karma".

But how innocent is his Cheng Xiao? I have known him, met, and loved him for two years, and Cheng Xiao has always thought about him everywhere and has never done anything that will make him feel embarrassed.

However, because of Xu's greed, such a beautiful Chengxiao lost her life, and her life was just beginning to bloom at that time!

If Cheng Xiao wasn't so stupid at the beginning, if she believed in him and could wait patiently for him, and when he arranged a qiē, how could he watch her marry someone else?

Thinking of this, Zhu Zimo couldn't help but smile bitterly and sighed: What's wrong with him tonight? He has become so sentimental, this is not what he should do!

Zhu Zimo didn't want to think about it anymore, and folded the quilt for Leng Qing very considerately, and Zhu Zimo leaned back on the bedpost behind him and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

That night, Zhu Zimo dreamed back to six years ago, and dreamed back to the day when he and Cheng Xiao first met.

At that time, the peach blossoms in the peach forest on the outskirts of Beijing were scorching, and in the crowd, he could only see the beautiful face with a shallow smile and anticipation reflected in the peach blossoms of ten miles, which was the most beautiful day in Zhu Zimo's life so far, and it will eventually be engraved in the depths of his memory, and he will never forget it in this life.

Following.

In the early morning, the sky will be bright, everything will wake up, the early birds are jumping lightly among the branches and leaves still stained with morning dew in search of food, sometimes there are one or two weak birdsong from nowhere, occasionally there is a breeze blowing through the branches and leaves of the trees, bringing a small sound, all of them seem so peaceful and peaceful.

In a wing room on the first floor of the Zhufu Han Courtyard, there is an atmosphere that is very different from the peace and tranquility of the outside world.

The woman lying on the carved wooden bed was staring at the dark blue bed above her head with her bright black eyes open.

The dark blue bed tent, the carved wooden plank bed that was a little hard, the colorful brocade quilt, and the handsome man who slept in a sky-blue wide robe leaning on the bedpost.

In the past, it was a small square table placed against the foot of the wall, and a small golden copper openwork stove was placed on it, and at this moment the green smoke above the hollow stove lid was ethereal, and a fragrance was wafting in the room.

At the foot of the bed is an unfolded embroidered bamboo screen, and on the opposite side of the screen is placed a vermilion two-door wooden cabinet more than one person high, which seems to be a wardrobe.

Next to the cabinet, there is an antique hollow carved two open windows. At this moment, the window is closed, and the window sash is covered with a layer of fine white sand, and through the thin white veil, you can see that the sky outside the house is already faintly bright.

Opposite the bed is a hollowed-out carved crescent-shaped arch separating the inner and outer chambers, above which hangs a dark blue draperium, which is now bundled separately on either side of the arch.

Outside the arch is a vermilion tea table with a copper candlestick with a half-lit white candle. Next to the candlestick are copper teapots and teacups, and a dark brown round wooden tray with blue and white porcelain bowls.

There was a circle of vermilion round stools on the side of the tea table, and a blue robe was thrown on the ground next to one round stool.

Looking obliquely from the hollow carved full moon-shaped arch, you can see that the opposite side of the tea table is also an antique hollow carved wooden door and window sash, which are also covered with a layer of fine white sand, and a faint shimmer of light is cast into the house through the white veil.

Behind the door, in the corner of the wall, there is a wooden basin stand, and on the shelf is a copper basin with a white towel on the edge.

Looking to the opposite side, there is another hollow carved full moon arch, above which also hangs a dark blue drapery, which is now also tied separately on both sides of the arch.

Behind the arch is a carved couch made of all mahogany, on which is placed a square low table, on which there are several scrolls.

When Leng Qing, who had been asleep for a day and a night, woke up and saw such an antique scene, and there was no trace of modernization at all, Leng Qing was really completely stunned.

Where was she? Why did she feel so strange? There was an indescribable soreness all over her body? Staring at the dark blue tent above the wooden bed, a series of questions welled up from the bottom of Leng Qing's heart.

"Even if I have to be sentenced to prison, I will kill you as a vicious woman first!" Chen Haoxian's resentful words suddenly exploded in Leng Qing's mind.

Leng Qing's thoughts instantly cleared.

Judging from the current situation, there are only two possibilities: first, she was stabbed in the chest with scissors by Chen Haoxian, not only did she not hang up, but also traveled to ancient times very bloodily; second, she was stabbed in the chest by Chen Haoxian with scissors, and unfortunately hung up, and now she is in the underworld.

In short, whether it is the former or the latter, for Leng Qing, she is a cup.

Leng Qing also thought that she might be filming a costume drama crew now, but who has ever seen a crew that would pull a mortally injured person to film? Do those people feel that they have lived a good life for too long and want to experience a transformed life?

Therefore, this possibility was stifled by Leng Qing herself before it took shape.

When I was studying in the past, I didn't read less time travel novels and fantasy novels Leng Qing, and when she read it, she still had a little fantasy that she would be able to play time travel one day, no matter how bad it was, it would be okay to cultivate it. But now that she is really facing this situation, Leng Qing feels very eager to cry without tears.

She is only twenty-three! At a young age, she became the general manager of Bokang Company, which is mainly engaged in the hotel industry, not to mention that this is the best time for her to develop in the future.

Leng Qing at this moment is really depressed.

In the face of this futile change, Leng Qing really couldn't think of what kind of adjectives to use to express her mood at the moment.

"Oh my God, that's not how you play tricks!" After staring at the bed tent for a long time, Leng Qing spat out such a sentence in a mournful voice.

"Awake?" a strange man's voice suddenly sounded in Leng Qing's ears.

Leng Qing turned her head to look around in surprise, only to find that the handsome man who was sitting on the edge of the bed and sleeping against the pillar had opened his eyes at some point, and although he was still sitting against the pillar, he was looking at her with inquiring eyes.

Originally, Zhu Zimo's sleep was shallow, and he woke up from the moment Leng Qing woke up and looked at his bedroom, but because he was curious about Leng Qing's identity, and at the same time wanted to know what Leng Qing would do in the face of the unfamiliar environment after waking up, so he kept closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

However, the facts disappointed Zhu Zimo, he waited for a long time and didn't hear the slightest movement!

After a long time, he finally heard Leng Qing's whisper, Zhu Zimo knew that it was not interesting to lie asleep any longer, so he simply opened his eyes and looked at Leng Qing to ask.

Because of her high position, Leng Qing was used to being moody, so almost instantly, Leng Qing restrained the surprise on her face, and turned to ask Zhu Zimo in front of her with an indifferent expression: "Who are you?

Seeing that Leng Qing was able to adjust his feelings so quickly, Zhu Zimo couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Zhu Zimo has been in contact with outsiders since he was ten years old, and it has been fourteen years so far. In the past fourteen years, Zhu Zimo has read countless people, but he has never seen anyone who can adjust his feelings and expressions almost instantly, even his most powerful subordinate Baihu can't do it.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zimo even commented on Leng Qing: It seems that this unknown woman is not simple!

"Great Liang Country, Kyoto Creping, Zhu Mansion. Below, Zhu Zimo. With an indifferent smile, Zhu Zimo answered Leng Qing's rhetorical question concisely.

Great Liang Kingdom Kyoto Crepe Ping, Zhu Mansion. Below, Zhu Zimo.

Repeating Zhu Zimo's words in her heart, Leng Qing suddenly became stunned: Sure enough, she guessed correctly! Heaven and earth! Why did she have nothing to do to stimulate Chen Haoxian's bastard! If she didn't say those words to stimulate Chen Haoxian, she wouldn't have run to this broken ancient world where there was no TV, no computer, and no electricity!

Looking at Leng Qing's indifferent face for a while, and sad for a while, Zhu Zimo couldn't help frowning: What is this woman thinking?

Finally calmed herself down, Leng Qing once again turned her gaze to Zhu Zimo, and asked carefully: "Then who is in power now?

Hearing this, Zhu Zimo's eyebrows frowned deeper, but he still answered one by one: "The person in power today is the tenth emperor since the founding of the Great Liang State, called Emperor Jingwu, and now it is the seventh year of Emperor Jingwu Kaiping." ”

After listening to Zhu Zimo's answer, Leng Qing couldn't help but be a little strange: Emperor Jingwu, how could she not know that there was such an emperor in history?

Leng Qing's grades in various subjects since she was a child have always been calculated with excellence, not to mention the main subjects, even if it is a sub-subject such as history and biology, even if she doesn't get a full score, Leng Qing has never scored a low score.

Until Leng Qing graduated from university and joined the work, various awards were sent to her every semester like flowing water.

Among the more than ten sub-subjects, history is the most. Since junior high school, there has been no teacher who teaches Leng Qing's history who does not praise Leng Qing.

Not to mention the dynasties and countries that have clear historical records, or those small dynasties and small countries that have no clear records, Leng Qing knows a lot, but what kind of Emperor Jingwu of the Great Liang Kingdom, Leng Qing can be sure that she has no impression!