What she has to do now is to find out what the identity of the owner of this body she has usurped, why the prince of the dynasty will be respectful to her, and why this person will appear in the dense forest with the prince.

I thought that the soul through ancient times would be a wonderful journey as the novel said. But Wei Ziyu stayed in the room for a long time and summed up two words: boring.

Zhongli Bojun took off his court clothes and changed into an ink-colored light robe.

In the study room of the palace, Zhongli Bojun was sitting upright next to the bookcase, holding a literary book in his hand.

"Lord Wang, it's probably inappropriate to let Qingzijin live in the mansion." Shangguan Tinghan stood on the side of the bookcase, quite anxious.

"What's wrong?"

"Not to mention the person who has a queen in the house, this Qingzijin is a person who is born in vain."

"Send someone to spy on her if she has dealings with people who are delusional."

"My subordinates will do it."

Zhongli Bojun smiled: "Don't panic when you hear Han, the people who know Qingzijin's appearance, except for the fools in Jinghuanfang, I'm afraid there are only you and me." ”

"The prince is right."

Shangguan turned around and left after listening to the cold salute, Zhongli Bojun picked up the book, but he couldn't read a word, he was really curious about what Qingzijin wanted to play with him. Thinking of this, he put down the book and walked towards Qing Zijin's residence.

……

The bored Wei Ziyu held her head out of the boring window boringly, for some reason, she always felt an indescribable sense of comfort sitting in front of the window, but she was still bored.

With that in mind, let's go to the yard and have fun!

Wei Ziyu stood up, excitedly opened the door, walked a few steps, and accidentally stepped on the hem of her skirt.

Well, before I fell, I fantasized about some male protagonist coming to the rescue, and all the novels I've read before are written like this. It was only after her mouth touched the mud on the ground that she shattered this illusion.

"Ouch~" Wei Ziyu got up in pain, and he didn't have to think about it to know that he had a layer of ash on his face. The white brocade with wounds on his forehead was also dirty, and the white brocade bandaged on his palms was also crooked by her: "What the hell?" Actually fell so hard? ”

Wei Ziyu was not a hypocritical person originally, since no one cared, she got up by herself, as if it hadn't happened, she raised her feet and walked towards the gate of the courtyard, and looked at the plaque at the door: "The courtyard people leave ...... Leaving the hospital? ”

"What is the Courtyard Leave?" Wei Ziyu lowered his head and muttered, suddenly realized, and patted the back of his head violently: "It turned out to be a courtyard of departures, but I don't like this name." She really doesn't like the word "divorce".

Turning his head and finding Zhongli Bojun not far away, he smiled lightly and turned around and left directly, so he saw her fall down and get up on her own?

Thinking of this, her mood suddenly plummeted. Wei Ziyu, why don't you realistically fantasize about the heroine's aura? Although I am fortunate to have a soul through it, it does not mean that everything is all right, more challenges are still to come, and it is not so easy to survive here, so you must be cautious.

Wei Ziyu didn't care about the dirty white brocade on her forehead, it was like staying in a cage here, no one wanted to talk to her, and no one cared about her, Wei Ziyu sat back by the window, and somehow, suddenly wanted to cry.

In his previous life, he ended up starved to death with no one to care about. Now history seems to be repeating itself, repeating it all over again, and still no one cares about her. Thinking of this, Wei Ziyu became sad for no reason, and began to sobble quietly, sobbing and sobbing, thinking that there was no one in this courtyard, so he simply cried loudly.

No one can understand, the heartache when abandoned by my mother, no one can understand, struggling powerlessly on the verge of death.

What does it feel like to die?

Death is not felt.

"Woo woo ~ ~ Why do you want to do this to me? I've been studying hard and learning to survive, so why did you abandon me? Crying and crying, he said what was in his heart.

"Woo woo woo ~ I don't even have anyone worth missing when I cry."

"Woo woo woo~ I don't know if Xiaohua picked up garbage today, I don't know if you were kicked by passers-by, Ziyu is already dead, I can't help you." Yu Ziyu remembered the little flower cat who was sick with her.

……

"Lord Wang, I just sent someone to report, Miss Ziyu cried."

"Let her go!"

"But Miss Ziyu has been talking nonsense, saying that Ziyu is dead and can't help you." Shangguan Tinghan was also puzzled.

"I'm going to take a look." Zhongli Bojun sighed, but still got up and went to the courtyard.

Zhongli Bojun returned to the courtyard with doubts, and undisguised cries came from inside the house, and a group of slaves and maids stood outside the courtyard, and it was not impossible to enter or not.

Zhongli Bojun waved his hand to signal them to leave, and walked into the courtyard alone.

There was a creak, and the door opened. When Wei Ziyu heard the voice, he stopped crying, raised his head and turned around to see Zhongli Bojun, and asked with a sob, "Are you here?" Why did you come here? ”

"Qingzijin ......" Zhongli Bojun saw the woman in front of him, and he couldn't connect her with the murderous young master, and now she looked weak.

"I said that I am not Qingzijin, how many times do you want me to emphasize it?" When Wei Ziyu heard his words, the tears that had just stopped couldn't help but flow down again: "Qingzijin...... Who the hell is it? ”

Zhongli Bojun walked up to her and patted her on the back gently: "Okay, you are not Qingzijin. ”

"I'm really not Qingzijin, don't treat me as her anymore, okay?"

"Okay."

His big hand gently patted Wei Ziyu's back, and a trace of warmth spread into her heart.

"Who is Ziyu crying for?" Zhongli Bojun asked very gently.

"I don't know, maybe it's me."

"Has Ziyu experienced anything unpleasant?"

"Well, unforgettable unpleasantness."

"Is it convenient to inform Bojun?"

"You won't believe it." Yu Ziyu secretly hurt himself, who would believe in such a thing as soul piercing?

"No matter what Ziyu says, Bojun will believe it."

"I'm a man who died once." Wei Ziyu raised his head and looked at Zhongli Bojun sincerely, he was looking at her tenderly at this time. The moment their eyes met, Wei Ziyu's heart beat violently. Zhongli Bojun really deserves to be a man given to her by God, just one look can make her forget her pain and be excited.

"Bojun believes in you." Zhongli Bojun calmed Wei Ziyu's emotions while thinking about finding Lang Zhong to take a look for her. He personally witnessed that Qing Zijin had lost her breath for more than three quarters of an hour, and now she was so abnormal, perhaps it was related to the previous suffocation.

"Thank you." Yu Ziyu didn't mess around anymore.

When Zhongli Bojun left the courtyard, he ordered his subordinates to find a doctor.

Hua Kexin got the report from her subordinates, so she came to find Wei Ziyu under the guise of visiting the patient, and at this time, the doctor outside the hospital was talking to Zhong Li Bojun about some precautions.