Huang Yue slowly opened his eyes and found that he was sleeping on an ancient large wooden bed, the curtain was tied and hung on a copper hook, and there was a circle of about half an inch high bed edge guard around the bed, and the quilt covering the body was also an embroidered quilt with a very classical charm embroidered with clear water and green lotus mandarin ducks playing in the water, the first reaction was that this was definitely not sleeping on his own bed, he just wanted to turn over and get up, he suddenly remembered a question, raised his hand to look at the sleeves, and touched the clothes on his body, and found that the clothes were not his own, and he was suddenly scared into a cold sweat, and almost screamed, and quickly covered his mouth again. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

It's over, what's going on? Huang Yue couldn't imagine it, where am I? What happened? Wait, this may be an ominous place, did the bad guys kidnap themselves here? Are there any bad people in this house? Did you just alarm them? Hurry up and pretend to sleep, don't let them find out, and figure out the surrounding situation first.

Closed his eyes and pricked up his ears and listened for a while, it seems that it is okay, there should be no one else in the house, Huang Yue opened his eyes and carefully looked at the situation in the house.

What kind of house is this? Almost all of them are made of wood, wooden doors, wooden beds, wooden beams, wooden walls, how do you feel like a stilted building in Xiangxi, is this the legendary Xiangxi bandit nest? It's horrible! Look at the roof, what are the few yellow sticks hanging from the cracks of the boards, like dried straw in the countryside, so shabby, maybe only those bandits in the deep mountains would make such a peace, right? It's over, it's over!

But it's a little bit different, look at the wall there are still a few calligraphy and paintings, it looks like it's very good, and there are a lot of books on the shelf, half of them are that kind of bamboo slips, this, this is all cultural relics, right? Could it be that this is the lair of tomb robbers? Huang Yue seemed to think of something again, and then looked at the clothes on his body, this, this is also an ancient costume! W-What the hell is going on?

There was a sound of footsteps outside, it looked like someone was coming in, hurry up and continue to pretend to sleep! Huang Yue lay sideways outward, pulled a strand of hair down to block the front of his right eye, squinting his right eye to steal who it was.

It was a girl in ancient costume who came in, holding a basin of hot water in her hand, after putting the wooden basin away, she took out the towel from it, carefully wrung it out and walked to the side of the bed to prepare to wipe Huang Yue's face, and suddenly found that her sleeping posture was a little different from when she first went out, and hurriedly bent down and called softly: "Miss, Miss, have you woken up?" ”

Miss, what kind of young lady? It's really inexplicable, hurry up and tell me who you are!

The girl called a few times, and when she saw that Huang Yue didn't react, she sighed: "Miss, why haven't you woken up yet, but you have killed me." Stretched out a towel and wiped it on Huang Yue's face and neck, tears were about to fall, and soon he said something as if he remembered something, "But you turned over by yourself today, you should wake up soon." ”

Huang Yue heard that the girl was very affectionate, and she didn't look like a bad person, and she wanted to sit up and ask her what was going on, but she still held back and looked at it again.

After the girl finished wiping Huang Yue, she turned around and took a towel and put it in the basin to rub it, and whispered: "Miss, what did you say that you and your uncle had collided with, why did both of you suddenly fall ill all of a sudden, and you haven't woken up for several days, if Old Lady Huang knows, she doesn't know what to do in a hurry." God, you have to bless our aunt and young lady. ”

Both the young lady and the aunt are sick? Who the hell is this? Wait, it sounds like this girl has a very close relationship with their young lady, she seems to treat me as their young lady, in this case, why don't you pretend to be their young lady and talk to her, see if you can get some useful information?

"Where am I?" Huang Yue pretended to have just woken up, and muttered with confused eyes.

"Ahh When the girl heard the sound, she turned her head violently, turned over the basin on the shelf, and poured the basin of water on her, but she didn't feel it, she quickly rushed to the bed, and took Huang Yue's hand with a happy face, "Miss, you really woke up!" ”

"Hmm...... Well, where am I? Huang Yue wants to get close to others, but he doesn't know what to call when the words come to his mouth, but don't goof, let's omit it.

The girl had tears in her eyes, but this should be tears of happiness, and she blamed Huang Yue with joy and disgust: "Miss, you are confused, this is my uncle's house, no, no, no, it is your home." ”

It's my house, and I've hit a ghost! Huang Yue held back her resentment and continued to pretend to be confused: "How long have I been here?" ”

"It's been eight years since you got married! Miss, why would you ask such a question? Oh, I see, I was wrong, you asked you how many days you were in a coma, right? Well, it's been eight days. The girl held out eight fingers.

I've been asleep here for eight days? But now I don't have time to think about this, it's important to be in a hurry! Huang Yue stretched out his hand to support his forehead, and he looked like he had a terrible headache: "I, I, why can't I remember anything, who are you?" ”

"Huh?" The girl looked anxious again, and asked anxiously, "Miss, are you okay?" You really don't even know me anymore? I'm Jingjing, I'm Jingjing! ”

You're my classmate Jingjing, aren't you? Huang Yue was stunned for a moment, it didn't look like it! Don't look like you, don't talk like you, how is it possible! Tentatively, he asked again: "Then do you know who I am?" ”

Jingjing was in a hurry: "Miss, how could I not know you, you are our young lady, you are our young lady, you are our young lady Huang Yueying." ”

It turns out that her young lady is called Huang Yueying, which is quite similar to my name, but there is an extra English word at the back, and she and I are completely two people! Wait, why does this Huang Yueying's name sound a little familiar, it's definitely not because it resembles my name, I should have seen this name somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while, who could it be? Huang Yue couldn't think of it, so he tried to ask again: "Then who is your uncle?" ”

"Uncle is Zhuge Kongming, Miss, are you really confused, or are you deliberately making me happy? Don't scare me, okay? Jingjing was afraid that her young lady would really fall for evil.

Zhuge Liang? Huang Yueying? It turned out to be Zhuge Liang's wife, which book had this name read before, but, but, she was obviously Huang Yue, how did she become Huang Yueying?

"What year is it?" Huang Yue blurted out this sentence.

Jingjing's tears were in a string: "Twelve years of Jian'an, Miss, don't tease me anymore, okay?" ”

In the twelfth year of Jian'an, Huang Yue knew that it was the year name of Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, that is, in 207 AD. What a hell of a hit! She couldn't help but roll over from the bed all of a sudden, and roared at Jingjing: "Impossible! This year is 2016! 2016! ”

Our young lady is really evil! Oh my! Jingjing was frightened by Huang Yue's fierce appearance, covered her face and ran out screaming to call someone.