Tang Yuan was also dizzy, his mind was chaotic, and after listening to Jian Yi's words, he replied: "What does it mean that the son of the world is dizzy again?" Didn't Shizi never wake up? ”

Tang Yuan had been guarding the door before, and when Jun Xi called Jian Yi to see Jun Chen, he avoided people, and Tang Yuan really didn't know that Jun Chen had woken up once.

Jian Yi couldn't explain clearly, so he only asked, "Where is the county lord?" Shizi was in a coma and kept calling the name of the county lord. ”

Tang Yuan slapped her head, and she almost forgot about it when she was so disturbed: "The county lord is gone!" ”

Jian Yi's pupils shrank, and his gaze turned to Babao: "Jian Eight? ”

Babao clenched his fist at him, "I know how to do it!" ”

Then he hurried away.

As soon as the sword didn't stop, he walked back, and Tang Yuan's eyes spewed fire and pulled his ...... Hair, "What kind of dumb riddle are you guys playing one by one?" How to make a squeak! ”

There was a little annoyance on the side of the sword, but because Tang Yuan was Junxi's personal maid, he didn't do anything, and he gritted his teeth and said the current plan like a cowpea. "The county lord is missing, and the Chiyun Rider in the mansion will naturally go all out to find it. I am now guarding the son, if the son of the world has any mistakes, what should I do? ”

Tangyuan is also a wonder, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "I'm going to guard the county lord's silver ticket box, what if the county lord's silver ticket is stolen by someone taking advantage of the chaos!" ”

As soon as the sword, which had been flying in the air, heard this, his breath diverged, and he fell down with a pop.

Tang Yuan had already run away, and as soon as the sword got up, his face was ...... Can't put it into words, keep flying.

The old road, who was hanging in the corridor, looked around blankly, and could only tremble in the wind......

In the illusion, Jun Xi looked at the pair of beautiful people who were standing side by side before, and changed into wedding clothes in the blink of an eye, and all the officials worshipped, and all the people shouted together.

The emperor is handsome, like a god.

The new queen has a hippa on her head, and although she can't see her face clearly, she must be a great beauty.

The master of ceremonies shouted,

"Worship heaven and earth—"

"The Second Worship Hall—"

"Husband and wife ......"

"Junchen!"

This miserable shout with a crying tone made Jun Xi's goosebumps stand up.

She went to find prestige, and at the lively wedding ceremony, a self appeared, dressed in red, with black hair, and an ugly face.

Maybe it's too embarrassing, the red-clothed "Junxi" can no longer see the slightest charm on weekdays, like a hibiscus flower that is about to die in the cold winter wax moon.

"Why are you here?" The emperor looked at the "gentleman", and there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes.

He didn't wait for her to speak, so he called the people around him: "Come on, send Jun back." ”

Jun's, this is also the first time Jun Xi has heard someone call him, and he was stunned when he was holding his arms to watch the play, and then touched his heart: "Although I know that this is in an illusion, I am still a little uncomfortable inexplicably." ”

"No!" The "Junxi" in the illusion struggled, maybe she was too crazy, she really let her break free from the hands of the palace people, and forced her to the emperor, her tearful eyes were like a sea, "Junchen, I don't allow you to marry her!" ”

The emperor easily grabbed her wrist, not disgusted, but also not warm, "Junxi, we ...... There's no going back. ”

He looked straight into her eyes, without guilt or sadness, just stating a fact, and even looked at him crying uncontrollably, and reached out to wipe away her tears: "Junxi, go back." Or if you want to get out of the palace, I can also let you out. ”

The woman just shook her head, and one teardrop after another smashed on his hand: "You said that you will spoil me in this life and be good to me all my life, Junchen, you are a big liar, how can you talk and not count!" ”

She roared at him, like a little beast cornered.

The emperor looked at her in silence, touched the top of her hair, and hugged her one last time: "I'm sorry, Junxi, I thought we could have a lifetime ......"

It's not that he won't have a lifetime, but he won't love her for a lifetime.

He pulled out his hand inch by inch, and "Junxi" tears rained down, holding on to his cuffs, crying like a child: "Brother Junchen...... I'm obedient or not, I won't trouble you from now on, don't leave me behind......"

There was a bit of pity in the emperor's eyes, but he resolutely turned away in the next moment.

"Let's send the clan to the cold palace."

"Junchen—" The cry was heartbreaking.

Jun Xi was dumbfounded: "I...... Will I be so miserable in the future? ”

She slapped herself on the head, "Isn't this a scenario I came up with on my own?" Shaking the goosebumps on his arm, "I must have read too many tear-jerking books to think so badly!" ”

Raising her eyes again, she found that the picture was already still, Jun Xi spread her feet and ran over, but this time she didn't look at Jun Chen's prosperous beauty, nor did she look at the miserable self, but ran to the side of the new queen who was holding Xipa, and reached out to tear off Xipa, but found that her hand passed through the new queen's body.

Peat...... She can't touch the new queen at all!

"The face under the hijab must be a cabbage and pork stuffed bun!" Jun Xi said angrily.

turned around and crashed into a pair of Zhai Zhai's black eyes, and the owner of those eyes asked her, "Why are you here?" ”

Jun Xi looked behind him and found that there was no one else but himself, so he was sure that Jun Chen in the illusion was talking to him.

Can people in the illusion see themselves?

Jun Xi frowned, and after a little thought, she understood that her feelings were for her to experience the feeling of being abandoned by Jun Chen......

Don't be too pitiful!

Thinking of the pitiful look of herself in the illusion she saw before, Jun Xi rolled her eyes very indecently, would she make herself so embarrassed?

At this moment, a palace man ran over in a panic, knelt at Jun Chen's feet and said in fear: "Your Majesty forgives me, the queen broke in, I can't stop ......"

Jun Chen's tone changed: "The Queen? ”

Jun Xi thought that Jun Chen was saying that he had been deposed by him and was not the queen, but he didn't notice Jun Chen's somewhat puzzled look.

Thinking of what was going to happen next, she turned around domineeringly, and her fingers almost poked Junchen's face, "Remarry after the abolition, right?" I won't bother with you in the fantasy world, but if you really dare to bear me, the lord of this county will definitely rape you first, then kill you, and then chop you into scum, and finally take away your little treasury to remarry! ”

The expression on Jun Chen's face...... Confused?

It seemed to come back to his senses after a while, but his focus fell on the second half of the sentence, and there was a cold glint in his eyes: "Remarry?" ”

Jun Xi felt that his bewildered expression seemed to be quite cute, anyway, in the illusion she imagined, she simply hooked Jun Chen's head neatly and kissed him on the corner of the mouth.

Junchen returned to his stunned state.

The civil and military officials outside the field were shocked.

Jun Xi's mind is no longer here, she is still struggling with what the woman Jun Chen wants to marry looks like!

Now that she has become a person in the illusion, she should be able to see it, she took a few steps, reached out and quickly ripped off the red hijab on the top of the bride's head......

The ...... that catches your eye It is a cabbage pork stuffed bun.

"Poof...... Hahaha...... "Jun Xi was amused by his rich imagination.

Jun Chen walked over at some point, and when he saw the bride with a bun face with cabbage and pork filling, he was silent for a second, turned his head to look at Jun Xi, and opened his mouth with a little hesitation: "You ......"

"Isn't that just to put me in the cold palace? You don't need to say it, I'll go myself! For the rest of your life, you will guard your bun queen," Jun Xi interrupted him and strode away.

Jun Chen's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he followed behind Jun Xi without saying a word.

Because it was a fantasy made up according to his own heart, Jun Xi didn't take a few steps before the scene of the cold palace appeared.

The damaged walls are still majestic, the lacquered gate is still atmospheric, and the glazed tiles covered with moss are a little bit shaky, showing that this place was once also a place of singing and dancing, and it was splendid.

Pushing open the door, the scene inside is not as bleak as it looks outside.

Under the low house was a hedge, on which were morning glories, and the lilac flowers swayed in the breeze. Under the fence is a green vegetable patch, and the growth of green vegetables is excellent, and it can be seen that someone has taken good care of it.

Next to the vegetable patch is a field of turnips, half of which is white and raw, with a few green leaves on its head, as if visiting its homecoming master.

The yard is large, and the hen leads a flock of fluffy chicks swaggering from corner to corner, as if declaring her territory.

It was still a hen that she spent five taels of silver to get the little eunuch of the Internal Affairs Office to catch for her!

Jun Xi leaned against the door and watched for a while, smiling so hard that he couldn't see his teeth.

In the book she read, those concubines were beaten into the cold palace, and they all had to die or live, and they felt extremely desolate.

When she came here, the style of painting was a little wrong, and Junxi sometimes even felt that in addition to the carefree days when she was a child, the easiest time in her life should be spent in the cold palace.

Grow radishes and cabbage by yourself, raise chickens and ducks, have nothing to do, and you can also quarrel with Chu Yu's waste concubines, or inquire about the gossip of the three palaces and six courtyards.

For example, which concubine of Chu Yu went out of the wall again, and which concubine's child in the womb was framed again......

Three women in one play, three thousand women in the harem, there are not too many plays.

The yard is very clean,

Jun Xi walked to his turnip field and pulled out a fist-sized turnip.

The turnip was oval, like a goose egg, and so white that it could be described as crystal clear.

Jun Xi went to the well to draw water, washed the mud from the radish, and opened his mouth to scratch and gnaw.

It tastes spicy on the tip of the tongue, but after the spicy taste, there is a sweetness, "It's worthy of the radish that I spent so much effort to grow." ”

Junxi is very satisfied.

"You...... Hungry? "Junchen came with Junxi, although I don't know where this is, you can see the scene in front of the door, and it is not difficult to guess that this is a cold palace.

The girl was jumping and jumping all the way, so happy that she couldn't do it.

Jun Chen doesn't know why, the depression in his heart will gather more and more.

Seeing her gnawing radish so unscrupulously, there was an inexplicable throbbing in my heart.

It's as if I've seen it countless times somewhere.