What am I? A girl who just died and was inexplicably reborn in a man, a girl from another time and space who knows nothing about this world, I am only 19 years old, why should I help you? With my experience watching TV series?

That was the first time I suspected that the act of rebirth was a way for God to punish me, to disrupt my already tragic life after another shuffle.

As a girl, I have been exhausted physically and mentally by adapting to the changes in my body and the inconveniences that this change has brought to me, and I have to carry the man's memories and use the man's style to solve a problem that even a man finds difficult.

How? How can I help him?

It is impossible to ask the emperor, beware of the fire. Then there is only one way to go, that is, to call the doorman of the King of England who has been imprisoned never have the opportunity to testify against the King. And then what? To whom will the water be brought to the east? Become a king? There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this person, right?

"Oh my God! What was I thinking? "In just a few days, I will be polluted by this deceitful court, and I will learn to kill people. Or am I a hysterical bad person?

On the way home, I couldn't wait to cut myself off in the sedan chair, there is nothing to cherish in this life, it was originally a gift. However, I have died once, I have experienced the pain, and I am reluctant to die.

"Master!" The voice of the guard came from outside the sedan chair, but I still didn't get used to this "master", and I always felt like I was called old.

I sat upright, straightened my clothes, and took several deep breaths before finally speaking in an unfamiliar voice:

"What?"

The guard replied: "There is a person who falls in front of the sedan chair, shall we care?"

Oh? Dare to love the ancient times There are also people who touch porcelain, who is so professional!

"Get off the sedan chair."

I got off the sedan chair, and sure enough, I saw someone in front of the sedan chair who put himself into a big character, and when I stepped forward to look, it was unkempt.

Dressed as a scholar, his clothes are neat and plain, but his face is a little dirty, depressed but not like a begging for food. It was late autumn, and if you were lying on the street in such a big place, you would only have to be collected tomorrow.

"Take it back."

He didn't touch porcelain, and there was nothing wrong with him, but he just happened to faint from hunger and collapsed in front of my sedan chair. He washed up and came to me, ate my supper, and finally had the strength to introduce himself:

"In Xia Han Ziyuan, people from Suzhou come to the capital to find people."

I remembered his dejected appearance, and said casually, "I guess I didn't find it."

"No!" He stared at me with blazing eyes, and said word by word: "Far away in the sky, close in front of you."

Han Ziyuan is a strategist, and it just so happens that I lack one.

Han Ziyuan said: "Lord Wang, you can't do anything about the king."

"Is it not possible to recover the money that has been greedy for ink and put it into the treasury?" I didn't dare to say the dirty ideas I had thought before, Han Ziyuan's eyes were very bright, as if they were pretending to be a vast universe, and I was even a little afraid of his gaze.

"The emperor confined the king of England to see the performance of the prince." Han Ziyuan seemed to have seen through everything, and his voice was like the sound of water dripping from the clear jade, and he was satisfied.

Seeing that I didn't speak, he said again: "King Cheng is pure and good, but he is too weak, and the power of the maternal clan is strong, and the emperor will not consider him if he prevents his relatives from interfering in politics." Even if the king of England did not make such a big mistake, he was not a good choice, and he did not agree with the emperor's political views. The other two princes, but the general horn, have average qualifications. So...... I just said, you're the one I'm looking for. ”

"I don't understand." If it was the former King of Xiang, naturally there was no need for Han Ziyuan to mention it, and for me, it was really not that I didn't know how to pretend not to understand.

Han Ziyuan took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "The prince has been raised under the queen's knee since he was a child, not your own mother, is this still unclear?"

I was shocked, I was almost deceived by Concubine Shu's tears, it turned out that although my body was born to Concubine Shu, it was going to be passed out. It seems that I need to carefully digest the memories of King Xiang. But do nothing? Is it really time to stay out of it? I'm afraid that the tree wants to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop, right?

"The prince doesn't need to worry, within three days, the emperor will tell the prince to stay away from right and wrong." Han Ziyuan is sure that he is indeed talented. On the morning of the second day, the emperor sent me to the northeast camp by a holy decree, and this time I was called back to the court only after Laba.

The throne of England has been restored, and the lockdown has been lifted, but he has relieved himself of all his duties and is at home. Early the morning of the second day after I returned to Beijing, I was dragged by Han Ziyuan to visit the British king.

"Why is that?"

Han Ziyuan said: "The trees are falling and scattering, and the walls are falling and everyone is pushing." The King of England has seen the warmth of people, and at this time, your own brother should help him. ”

I was pushed into the sedan chair by Han Ziyuan, opened the curtain and asked him, "What about my father?" Aren't you afraid he'll get angry? ”

"It's a good year, this scene of brothers, friends and brothers, the emperor likes to see it. The current emperor is benevolent and will not want to cultivate a successor who does not recognize his six relatives. Han Ziyuan's mouth was full of reason.

Successor? I didn't dare to tell Han Ziyuan, I actually didn't have the intention of winning the heir, and I didn't think about becoming a great treasure.

The palace was in ruins, and I saw the king in his bedroom, and he was leaning on the bed, his head bowed, and I couldn't see his face.

"Big brother......" I called out to the stranger in front of me, but he didn't answer.

I stepped forward, sat down beside him, and said, "Big brother, it's me, Xiao Jiu."

It was as if his body, which had been stiff for a long time, finally moved, and he looked up at me.

"Yun Ji Han!"

I actually saw Yun Jihan's face!

"Mom!" I got up with a snort, but I crashed into a familiar embrace, with a peach-pink veil in front of me, and my nose smelled the familiar incense of this person, heh! It turned out to be a dream!

One, a nightmare.

"Brother Prince......" I pushed the "monster" holding me out, "You're going to strangle me to death!" ”

Yun Jihan didn't let go, just rested his head on my shoulder, gently stroked my back with one hand, and a clear voice sounded: "What kind of sweet dreams are you doing?" Well? Slept for so long? ”

Dream? It's a nightmare! I don't want to think about it again, nightmare!

Seeing that I didn't talk, he said to himself, "One day and night, I really thought that you didn't want to see me, so you went into a dream."

One day and one night? That's a little longer sleeping. I turned my head to look at him, his hair was a little messy, and his voice was a little tired.

"How long has the prince's brother been here?"

Yun Jihan helped me lie down again, and rolled me into the quilt, revealing only a small head.

"I heard that you turned Zhou Qiyu away?"

Yun Jihan didn't answer the rhetorical question, no matter how bad my eyes were, I could see the corners of his comfortable eyebrows and slightly hooked lips.

"You're proud?" I saw that his smile grew, and I was about to stab him with words, "This palace is full of your people, so naturally I can't stop you, the culprit." ”