Xucheng, the market is prosperous, the people are endless, and it is a rich place in Pakistan. Xiao Jing, the prime minister of Pakistan, www.biquge.info the southern tour of the city, was sitting on a carriage and driving through the main street. Xiao Jing was about to roll up the curtains, suddenly! An arrow struck from the shadows and pierced the wooden pillar of the carriage. The horses jumped up in fright, and the attendants dismounted and drew their swords to escort them. Xiao Jing was calm, pulled out the flying arrow, and took down the note attached to the arrow.

The note reads: Under the cliff of Qingcheng, Your Excellency's daughter.

After looking at it, Xiao Jing clenched the note tightly, and his face was colorless.

"Chang You."

"The subordinates are here."

"You take two attendants to Qingcheng Cliff and find Miss."

"Yes."

"Wait, just secretly, don't make a noise."

"Yes, my subordinates obey."

In the curtain, the middle-aged man's eyes were only cold and determined.

Behind the carriage, there was a clatter, kicking up the dust.

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At the foot of the cliff of Qingcheng Mountain, by the bubbling stream, a woman dressed in a black killer costume lies at the water's edge.

The darkness in front of him was cut open by a light opening, gradually from blurry to clear. The green mountains and green waters, the crisp sound of flowing water squeezed out between the stones, the sound of nature, washes away all the noise of the world in the ears.

The woman rubbed her eyes and slowly propped herself up with her hands. The long hair hanging down to the waist, the clear eyes under the willow eyebrows, and the sunlight sprinkling on the woman's face in the mist, showing a bit of posture and moving.

"Strange, why is my whole body uncomfortable, my head is still so dizzy, shouldn't I be buried in the sand? So where is this? Heaven? ”

The woman put one hand on her forehead, gasped, covered her mouth, and her face was full of panic.

"What?! No, no, no, it can't be, but heaven is too beautiful......"

Looking up at the sky, the blue and intersecting with the top of the mountain, I seemed to have fallen into a large pit forgotten by God, closed my eyes again, took a deep breath, and reveled in it. Suddenly, I felt my head heavy, as if something was pulling me down. She touched her back.

"Ahh What the heck! Such long hair! How long have I been lying here! Oh, my God! No, people are in heaven...... Will you still grow hair? ”

She shifted towards the water's edge, looking down at herself in the water. Long hair shawl, slid over the shoulders and pounded in front of him. The reflection in the flowing water, the face...... Who is that face? She touched her face and moved closer to the surface of the water in disbelief, until the water calmed down and her heart reached the peak of madness. Silently chanted in his heart: "Nan...... Quiet....... ”

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"Brother Chang You, look! Is that person a young lady! ”

Chang You and the three of them immediately waded into the water and ran towards the woman in black. And the woman was still distracted by this face, completely unaware of the three big men running behind her.

"Miss." The three of them stood in a row behind the woman, bowing their heads and clasping their fists in salute.

As soon as Nan'an turned around, he jumped up in fright.

"Black and white impermanence?!" Nan'an unconsciously took a few steps back.

Chang You and the three of them exchanged surprised glances with each other.

"Miss, we were ordered to find you home." Chang You took a step forward, clenched his fists and bowed his head, quite respectfully.

Nan'an continued to retreat, the hand behind him touched a large rock, trembling and clinging to the stone, slowly moving to the back of the stone, poking out his head, and shouting to the three attendants from a distance.

"What? What's home? Netherworld? No, no, no, big brother is good, let me go, I think this is ...... It's good, let's not go to the underworld, you just leave me here, don't worry about me, really, don't worry about me. ”

Chang You and the three of them heard it in a fog.

"Miss, we are on orders and must take you home."

"Big brothers, it's okay, let me go, really, my soul likes it here, you're really welcome, just throw me away."

"Miss, my subordinates don't know what you're talking about, but you have to go home with us." Chang You took another step forward.

"Nope! Don't come here! I'm not going! Don't go! Then he retracted his head and ducked behind the rocks.

"Miss, even if you don't go home, you should go and see Langzhong, you can see your injuries." An attendant walked up to Changyou and shouted to the stone.

Injure? Where?

There seemed to be hot water flowing through the back of his hand, and he was suddenly shocked by the stinging pain in his left arm, and when he looked down, blood was dripping from his fingertips.

"Ahh

After that, there was darkness in front of him, only the faint whispers of people in his ears and the fading sound of horses' hooves.

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In the secret room, in the candlelight, stood two men in black cloaks, their hats covering their mouths.

"Is man alive?"

"Yes."

"If necessary, you know."

"Yes. I understand. After all, she knew too much. ”

"Good. Those who have achieved great deeds since ancient times will step on the corpse, and no one will be spared. ”

"Huh."

In the secret passage covered by candlelight, the black shadow went away.

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The magpie stopped on a branch and flapped its wings to another branch. The wind blew softly, blowing down the leaves of the hibiscus in the courtyard.

On the bed, the woman's fingers moved slightly, and then, her eyes slowly opened.

So...... Where is this?

Nan An pondered in her heart, the injury to her arm took her a lot of strength to sit up, and look around.

All the furniture and furnishings are very antique, bronze vases, bronze mirrors, agarwood wardrobes, and a bed lying down, as if living in a museum...... At this moment, her heart has been firmly hooked, even if this is the underworld, she is willing, who would let there be so many historical relics.

"Miss! You're finally awake! The maid walked in with a basin of water, and was overjoyed to see her young lady awake, but timidly did not come too close.

Hearing the human voice, Nan'an came back to his senses and saw the strange girl in front of him who was in cardamom, dressed in ancient clothes, thinking that if this is really an underworld, it really has a long history......

"Who are you? ……”

"The slave is Miss Ziyi." Zi Yi looked up at her young lady in surprise, and immediately lowered her head in horror.

"Ziyi? Oh...... Ziyi, can you tell me where I am now? ”

"Miss, what are you kidding, of course you are in the Prime Minister's Mansion, this is your boudoir."

"Prime Minister's Mansion...... My boudoir...... Ha! It turns out that it's not in the underworld! That's great! ”

Ziyi stood in place, thinking that the young lady had become so strange. Nan'an looked around again and frowned.

"Ziyi, can you tell me what time it is?"

"Miss Hui, it's three o'clock now"

"No, no, no, I'm asking what year it is?"

"The 13th King of Pakistan in the Second Year of Jingzhi"

"What? Wait, you're saying it again. Nan'an couldn't believe her ears.

Zi Yi was so frightened that she hurriedly put down the basin and knelt on the ground, hanging her head low.

"Miss, Miss I'm sorry, if the slave does anything wrong, please punish the slave."

"Ziyi, what's wrong with you? Don't get down on your knees. Because of the pain in his arm, Nan An could only stretch out his hand and signal Ziyi to stand up, "Don't kneel, I feel uncomfortable when you kneel like this." ”

Ziyi didn't speak, just lowered her head.

"Ouch~ My arm hurts, help me quickly." Nan'an peeked at Ziyi, trying her best to pretend that her wound was very painful.

Sure enough, Ziyi immediately stood up and went to Fu Nan'an.

"Haha! Again, it worked. Nan An smiled sweetly. Ziyi's heart is hanging.

"Come, sit on the edge of the bed, I have something to ask you." Nan An patted the edge of the bed, very relaxed. Zi Yi sat down with shaking hands, her heart was about to beat out of her throat.

"What year did you just say?"

"Miss Hui, it's the second year of the 13th Jingzhi of Baguo"

Oh ~ Pakistan ...... Pakistan is not ...... Isn't it the ancient capital of civilization that has almost disappeared from the history books? I'm ...... Crossed? Wow——! It's amazing, travel to Pakistan, hahaha, when I find out the deeds here and return to modern times, then I won't ...... Hey! Publish a book directly and then be promoted to postdoc? Hahaha!

Nan'an's heart was full of joy, and his whole heart was immersed in joy.

"Hello, my name is Nan'an, and we will be friends from now on."

Nan An stretched out her hand to Ziyi, but Ziyi immediately left the bed and knelt down again, and her whole body was about to tremble.

"Miss, Miss, what are you talking about? Forgive the slave and the maid for being stupid, the slave and the maid really don't understand what the young lady is talking about. ”

"Huh? It's easy to understand, it's just a handshake, and everyone will be good friends in the future! ”

"The slave maid doesn't dare, miss, you are the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, how can you be friends with a slave maid."

"Miss Daughter? Don't be funny, I'm Nan'an, an ordinary graduate student, huh...... At most a historical maniac, haha, what kind of daughter is it. ”

Ziyi was even more puzzled, and couldn't guess how her own young lady was going to fix herself this time.

"Miss...... But your maiden name is not Nan'an......"

"Then you say, what should I be called?"

Zi Yi was stunned, and finally decided to bravely raise her head to look at her young lady.

"Miss...... Do you really not remember? ”

Nan'an smiled sweetly at Ziyi and shook his head.

Zi Yi exhaled and said, "Xiao. Read. Rainbow. ”

"Xiao. Read. Rainbow. Nan An repeated again without finishing his thoughts, "Xiao. Read. Rainbow. ”

At this time, another maid walked in outside the door, and while her young lady was distracted, Zi Yi hurriedly grabbed the slave and walked over.

"Luyin, go and report to the master, say that the young lady is awake, and she is still ......"

"What else?"

Zi Yi hesitated and didn't know what to say.

"Tell me what else." Lu Yin shook Ziyi's hand, very nervous.

"I also have amnesia......"

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In the study, Xiao Jing was writing papers.

"Master, Miss's maid is here to see you"

"Let her in."

Lu Yin hurried into the study, knelt down and saluted, trying her best to suppress the panic in her heart.

"Is Miss awake?" Xiao Jing didn't look up and continued to write official documents.

"Back to the master, the young lady is awake" Lu Yin lowered her head

"Wake up, huh." The nib of the pen still does not stop, and I continue to write official documents.

"But ......"

"But what?" The old man still looked calm.

"But Miss seems to ...... Amnesia...... "Green Yin pressed her head lower.

The pen in his hand suddenly stopped, Xiao Jing closed the paperwork, stood up and walked towards the door.

Lu Yin stood up behind the old man and followed with his head bowed.