Feng Xiying slammed out of the water, almost suffocating to death without taking a breath!

I originally planned to go on a self-driving trip to the city next door to soak in a hot spring to relax my body and mind on the weekend, but there was a non-virtuous driver on a winding mountain road built along the reservoir!

In order to avoid the vehicle, Feng Xiying could only hit the steering wheel urgently, but unfortunately, even the person and the car went directly down the reservoir.

I thought that if I fell so high, I would definitely die, but I didn't die!

Feng Xiying swam to the shore with a few neat butterfly swims, turned over and climbed up.

Then the hand subconsciously wanted to touch the mobile phone in his pocket, but there was no pocket?

Feng Xiying looked down at herself, although her clothes were soaked, what was going on with this outfit?

Where did this skirt come from? Didn't you go out in shorts?

Just when Feng Xiying was confused, she saw a little girl running and shouting from a distance: "Miss! Miss! ”

Feng Xiying looked at the girl's outfit, it looked like Hanfu, could it be that this little sister is a Hanfu lover?

The little girl ran to Gu Xiying, gasped and asked, "Miss! Are you okay? ”

"Little sister, I... Know you? Feng Xiying tugged at the corner of her mouth and a sentence popped out.

As soon as the little girl heard this, she cried out: "Miss, are you in the water in your brain?" I'm Qinghe! Don't you remember me? ”

Feng Xiying rolled her eyes when she heard her words, and replied, "Your brain is just in the water!" By the way, who are you? ”

Qing He cried even louder, and said intermittently: "I am your personal maid!" ”

A personal servant?

Feng Xiying had a bold idea in her head!

She grabbed Qing He's shoulders and asked loudly, "Where is this?" What day is it? ”

Qinghe suddenly stopped crying when she shouted, and whispered: "This is the back garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and today is the second day of the sixth month of the sixteenth year of Yonghe. ”

Depend on! Feng Xiying slapped her forehead! Why did such a bloody thing happen to you?

She actually crossed the ?!!

Feng Xiying asked again: "Then who am I?" ”

Qing He replied with a crying voice: "The concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Feng Xiying." ”

What a coincidence! The name is all the same!

Feng Xiying looked up and looked around, a water pavilion attic, antique, where are there any ghost shadows on the winding mountain road?!

But Feng Xiying is an independent woman in the new era after all, and she quickly calmed down.

She carefully searched the memories in her mind and recalled her life in a hurry.

Feng Xiying, 25 years old, an outstanding graduate of Tsinghua University majoring in communication, the only daughter in the family, her father is a business executive, her mother is a professional accountant, she has excellent grades since she was a child, and her family is harmonious. When I was studying, my family was too strict, and I was too busy at work, and I was single for 25 years.

Just finished a big project that I had been following for three months, and I was ready to let myself relax, and then I rolled over!

That's right! There is no other messy Miss Xiangfu in my memory!

I really crossed over!

Although this fact was confirmed, Feng Xiying was still difficult to accept for a while!

She vigorously grabbed Qing He's shoulders and shook them back and forth, asking, "What dynasty is it now?" ”

Qing He was a little dizzy by her, and replied in a daze: "Heavenly Sage Dynasty." ”

After Qing He finished speaking, Feng Xiying squatted down on the spot and hugged his head, grabbed his hair with both hands, and muttered in his mouth: "Heavenly Saint Dynasty? Heavenly Pilgrimage? What the hell is this dynasty?! ”

Feng Xiying searched hard in her mind, but she really couldn't find a matching dynasty.

Cross and cross! Why is it still empty??!!

Seeing Feng Xiying like this, Qing He began to cry again, crying and shouting: "Miss! What happened to you? Don't scare me!! ”

Feng Xiying was annoyed, and when she heard Qing He's cry, she was annoyed and shouted: "Shut up!" ”

Qinghe was drunk by Feng Xiying, and was immediately silenced, but tears were still rolling in his eyes.

Feng Xiying squatted on the ground for a long time, slowly forcing herself to accept this fact, then stood up, pulled out a smile that was more ugly than bitterness at Qing He, and said, "Qing He, I seem to really have water in my brain." ”

Qing He was about to cry again when she heard this, but Feng Xiying covered her mouth at once, and said viciously: "Don't cry!" Speak well! ”

Qing He nodded with tears in his eyes, and Feng Xiying let go of his hand.

Qinghe asked cautiously, "Miss, what's wrong with you?" ”

Feng Xiying crossed her waist with her left hand and supported her forehead with her right hand, and said, "I seem to have lost my memory." ”

"Amnesia?!" Qing He suddenly raised his voice and shouted.

Feng Xiying immediately covered her mouth again, "Be quiet!" ”

Qing He pulled Feng Xiying's hand away and asked in a low voice, "Miss, you really don't remember anything?" ”

Feng Xiying looked at her and nodded innocently.

Qing He's tears fell again, and he said, "Let's go find the doctor!" There must be a way! ”

Feng Xiying thought in her heart: If the doctor can cure the disease of crossing, Hua Tuo will have to kneel down and apprentice.

But she still smiled on the surface, then pointed to the pond where she climbed out, and asked, "The doctor can find it later, I wonder how I am in the pond?" ”

Qinghe said aggrievedly: "You jumped off by yourself." ”

"Jumping off by yourself?" The corners of Feng Xiying's mouth twitched slightly.

Qing He nodded affirmatively: "Yes." ”

"Give me a reason." Feng Xiying looked at Qing He fixedly and asked.

"Because you don't want to marry King Yong." Qinghe replied.

"Who is King Yong?" Feng Xiying felt that the story was getting more and more bloody.

"The youngest brother of the former emperor, the little uncle of the current saint." Qing He replied crisply like an encyclopedia.

Feng Xiying felt that a mouthful of old blood was about to spurt out, and gritted her teeth and asked, "I don't want to marry him, won't it be because he killed people like hemp and married several princesses?" ”

"Of course not! King Yong is the most gentle, and he has not yet married. Qing He denied it.

Feng Xiying breathed a sigh of relief, "Then why am I unwilling to marry him?" ”

As soon as he heard Feng Xiying ask this, Qing He looked like he hated iron and steel, and said with disdain: "Because you like Nangong Shizi." ”

Nangong Shizi? As soon as I heard this title, it was a very supporting role.

It seems that the original prime minister's daughter is not very good. Feng Xiying sighed in her heart.

A cold wind blew, and Feng Xiying sneezed in response to the occasion.

Qinghe said distressedly: "Miss, go back and change your clothes first, you are all cold." ”

Feng Xiying felt that it was indeed a little cold, not only in her body, but also in her heart.

So the master and servant went back to Feng Xiying's room with their arms, oh, no, it should be said that it was the boudoir now.