A quiet alley lined with willows on both sides. Yue'er hung high in the air, and the white moonlight sprinkled into a classical building with a high-walled compound. Entering the house along the main bluestone road, the red gauze lamp hung on the branches, breaking a glimmer of light in this dark night, and the sound of beating the watch came from afar - "Knock-knock!" Boom! Boom! Knock". A cool breeze blew in the dark night, sending the fragrance of orchids into the room where the candles flickered, and the soft curtains of azure smoke were gently lifted by the wind, revealing the face of the man lying on the bed.

What kind of face is this? It is a face that captivates the country and the city like Xizi Taizhen. The eyebrows are green and the face is full of spring, and the eyelashes that hang down tremble slightly, as light as cicada wings, showing the meekness of its owner. Unfortunately, this man is sleeping now, what if he opens his eyes? It must be the autumn water gaze, with affection flowing, and moving. Looking down at the eyes, the small nose is tall, white and clear, without a trace of impurities. The lips are like delicate flowers, which make people want to turn into butterflies to collect honey on them.

Such a beautiful person is probably the person in the painting. If it weren't for the occasional fluttering curtains, it would really make people feel like they were looking at a painting. Only suddenly, the person who was as beautiful as the person in the painting frowned slightly. Ah, this kind of expression really shouldn't climb on this person's face, this face can only have a smile like a flower.

A white, slender hand stretched out from the quilt and groped in the air for a long time, as if looking for something. Unable to find what he was looking for, the man simply turned sideways and moved to the edge of the bed, continuing to reach out and grope in the air, but there was still nothing.

"Alas~ I'm really going crazy, I have to let people get up at night, and I obviously put a water cup ......"

Because the person on the bed didn't touch what he wanted, he sat up from the bed with a "Teng" sound, with a little impatience in his tone. People who are obviously angry are stunned when they open their eyes and see the environment they are in.

"What, what's going on? What the hell is this place? Drapery, screens, candles? Heh, what the hell? ”

In the face of this unfamiliar environment, the person's expression can only be described by the words "unconscious".

The cold touch of getting out of bed barefoot and coming from the depths of the ground to the soles of your feet really didn't feel like a dream.

"What's going on?" While thinking, I looked at the room.

Wooden furniture, quaint furnishings, mica screens shrouded in a deep shadow, flickering candle shadows from behind the screen, gauze curtains feel as light as cicada wings. The tea set on the table is azure, and the pattern is a simple orchid, which is elegant but not monotonous, and it is just right as an embellishment.

"What's the matter with this quaint ornament?"

Walked around the room and found no evidence to prove the name of the place.

The people in the room suddenly thought of something, fussed, and said with a look of surprise: "Ah, I know, it's that, that, isn't there often that kind of perverted murderer in TV dramas recently?" yes, that's it. Take advantage of the fact that others are sleeping, take them to the pre-arranged room, and change their clothes......"

Speaking of clothes, the man looked down at the clothes he was wearing, and when he saw the white coat, his mouth was round. It looked very surprising.

"Oh, I guessed it." The speaker put on a disdainful expression, which combined with the perfect face presented a haughty temperament.

"This dead pervert is really annoying, he dares to provoke me, see if I don't kill you." He gritted his teeth and said, as if to show his strength, clasping his hands together.

This scene should have been matched with the sound of the "gurgling" bone joints to be just right. But from her hand, there was no sound.

"Alas~ I can't make a sound every time, this scene is really embarrassing."

After saying this, his eyes searched the room again, and he picked up everything he could see.

"This man must be a pervert who loves the old style. Tea sets, screens, ancient costumes, heh, why don't you give me a wedding dress? ”

He muttered as he continued to observe. Finally, lock your eyes on the pillow. Step forward and pick it up.

"Ah, it's heavy."

"However, although the point is, it should hurt to hit someone, just you. Hmph, you dare to tie me up, see if I don't kill you. ”

Holding a weapon (pillow) and hiding behind the door, in order to attract people, he shouted, "Someone, is there anyone?"

"Wow kick", sure enough, it didn't take long for footsteps to come, he smiled proudly, and hugged the pillow tightly in his hand.

"One, two, let's fight."

Carefully calculating the distance, it happened that someone came in from outside when he counted to three, and he didn't care about three, seven, twenty-one, he went up and hit him, and said while fighting: "Dead pervert, I'll kill you."

"Ah, Prime Minister, what's wrong with you? Don't fight, it hurts. "It was a woman in an aqua blue dress who was beaten as soon as she entered the door, she said as she hid.

Don't hit who you hit, heh, wait...... How is this voice female? Is a female pervert a murderer? You're amazing. What the? It's really ...... to be the prime minister. Wait, Prime Minister?!

After thinking about it in my heart for a while, I got two questions: First, the perverted murderer turned out to be a woman? Second, she actually called me prime minister?

"What's wrong? What happened? Perhaps attracted by the sound inside, another woman in an aqua blue dress ran in, looking panicked.

"What did you just call me?" Ignoring the people who came in later, the person called the prime minister looked at the woman who came in before and asked.

"Prime Minister...... Ah, no, Childe. The woman replied, with a change of words in between.

Prime minister? Son? What's the situation?

"How many times have I told you, Childe doesn't like people to call him prime minister, why can't he remember?" The woman who came in later complained.

From the above conversation, two messages are obtained: first, this person is both the son and the prime minister of a wealthy family; Second, this son-in-law doesn't like people to call him prime minister.

But why analyze all this? What does it have to do with him whether it is a son or a prime minister. Wait, the antique room, the ancient costumes, the two women in the costumes......

"Wow, what's going on with this cliché?"

Perhaps, perhaps, probably, probably...... Crossed?! No way. Even if people don't experience ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties, they are still on the verge of life and death. What's the matter with her? A good night's sleep has also passed.

Also, even if Qiu Luoxue is not a country and a city, she can be regarded as a small jasper - a woman! What has become now...... Prime minister? Son? Does the crossing still have a sex renaissance function? I knew that I was crossing, and I didn't know that I thought I was going to Thailand!

"Alas~ I'm really going crazy."

Qiu Luoxue sat cross-legged on the bed, posing with a majestic appearance, looking at the two maids kneeling on the ground, the curtains on the bed had been received on both sides, and they would not block the view at all, so she could clearly see the maids' faces and their expressions.

"Get up."

"Thank you, Childe." The two maids thanked them and stood up.

"Does the young master have any other orders?"

"Pour a cup of tea." Qiu Luoxue never forgot that she woke up because she was thirsty and wanted to drink water, but she fell into such a situation for no reason.

If the status is really high, it is different, and the maid immediately poured a cup of tea and handed it to her.

"You two ......" she asked after tea, "Are you sleepy?"

"Slaves are not sleepy." The maid replied.

"It's such a coincidence, I'm not sleepy...... Ha~~~~ ow" said that he was not sleepy, and his body was indeed very honest. When she yawned with her mouth open, Qiu Luoxue clearly saw the two maids holding back a smile.

"Ha, haha, haha......" Because it was not the time to yawn, he could only use an embarrassed smile to round the field, and said without three hundred taels of silver here: "Although yawning, but as soon as I lie down, I can't sleep, in order to pass the boring time, this son wants to play a game with you."

Qiu Luoxue briefly said the rules, and the game began. In fact, this is not a game at all, it is a trick that Qiu Luoxue came up with in order to obtain information.

The fact of crossing has to be accepted, but you can't show your feet in front of people, so you have to make some preparations in advance.

"The rules are all understood, you have to actively answer it, you will be rewarded for answering correctly, and you have to start."

"First question, what is the country name?"

"Great Qin Empire." A maid replied.

？？？ Great Qin Empire? Qin Dynasty! No way?! Haha, how could it be. If the Qin Dynasty is the prime minister, then she is...... Yes, Lees?!

Li Si's words, think of the portrait in the history books - yellow-skinned beard with a fierce face. Nani? No way. God, when did Qiu Luoxue offend your old man, you have to do this to her.

"Mirror, mirror, get the mirror." Thinking that her appearance might be that kind of image, Qiu Luoxue felt a burst of despair in her heart, and shouted for the maid to get the mirror.

A maid ran out with a stumbling start, and then ran back with a stagger, handing a bronze mirror to Qiu Luoxue.

Qiu Luoxue grabbed the mirror and couldn't wait to see her face clearly.

She looked left and right, up and down, raised and lowered, looked at the light, looked at the light, looked at the light, looked at the light, looked at the light...... I'll you. Some mirrors have their own beauty effect, some mirrors have their own slimming effect, and this broken copper mirror has a blurring effect!!

It is dark yellow and yellow, and you can only see a figure clearly. No wonder the ancients always liked to feel sorry for themselves in the mirror, and felt good about themselves, as long as the people reflected in this kind of mirror had good facial features, no lack of nose and eyes, I am afraid they all felt not ugly.

However, fortunately, although I can't see it clearly, at least I know that I haven't grown a beard, and my appearance is already very beautiful when I look at it so vaguely, but I look a little feminine. However, after all, he is a scholar, which is understandable.

"What is the emperor's surname?"

I originally wanted to ask what the name of the emperor was, but after thinking about it, I felt that with the thinking of the ancients, I should not dare to call the emperor by name, so I simply asked the surname, so that some things could be inferred.

"The surname is Xia." The maid replied.

"Xia", Qiu Luoxue thinks about it carefully, the country name is Qin, there is the Qin State during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there is the Qin Dynasty, and there is the former Qin during the Sixteen Kingdoms. These emperors don't seem to have the surname Xia. That can only mean that this is an alternate era, a forgotten period of history.

Hehe, the overhead is good, and the overhead era can do whatever you want.

"What's my son's name?" Qiu Luoxue asked again.

"Autumn Luoxue."

…… It has the same name as her, but she is a woman in modern times, how can this guy be a man, it's really sad, I can't fish for a beautiful little brother (woo woo~). However, isn't it too much for a big man to be called Qiu Luoxue? Such a mother's name, it's really ......

"What's your two names?"

"Slave Little Red".

"Slave Little Green".

"I'll go, why don't you call it like a flower and jade." Because she was dissatisfied with these two names, Qiu Luoxue muttered.

"The two sisters of Ruhua and Ruyu are not on duty tonight." A maid replied.

！！！ It's really called like a flower.,It's really.,Wow.,I'm afraid the original owner of this body isn't a straw bag.,This name is really.,There's no aesthetic sense and cultural literacy at all.。 Didn't all the ancient times pay attention to literary style? How did he become prime minister, is it genetic? Ah, no, it's inheritance?