Chapter 281: Five Hundred Years of One Dream

I don't know how long later, in a big city, when night was about to fall, there was a small inconspicuous teahouse.

"It's time to close the stall again," a young nobleman wearing a brocade robe and a precious jade pendant around his waist put down a copper coin.

It's not that he doesn't want to give more, but if he gives more, the girl in front of him won't want it.

"Thank you Li Gongzi" Xiaohua put the copper coin in her waist pocket and began to clean up the table, her movements were extremely fast.

The noble prince looked at the busy little flower in front of him, the slender waist, the moving curve, and the delicate face, and couldn't help but say, "Little flower, why don't you accept me?" Could it be that the person in your house has never woken up, so you have never married? ”

Xiaohua cleaned up the table for a moment, got up slowly, and said with a cold gaze, "My young master will definitely wake up, and no matter whether my young master wakes up or not, I am the young master's maid."

"This is the last time, if Gongzi Li says such a thing again, Xiaohua will go to the government to accuse you of a crime of molesting a woman from a good family!"

"You! You woman really don't know what to do, our Li family is a famous gentry in Hangzhou, you can be looked down upon by my young master, accept you as a concubine, this is your great blessing! The little guy behind the noble son chattered endlessly.

It was as if the young master of his family could take a fancy to Xiaohua, and Xiaohua would kowtow and kneel in gratitude.

"Hehe, thank you."

Xiaohua sneered, then took a deep breath and shouted, "Come on!" It's indecent."

Although the teahouse is not the best part of the city, it is located in the most crowded place in the city, although it is already dusk, and the city is about to be banned.

But Xiaohua's coquettish shout, but more than a dozen people instantly gathered around, pointing at the noble son, and even a few people who looked like scholars, seeing Xiaohua's pitiful and beautiful appearance, they had already rolled up their sleeves and were ready to hammer the noble son's chest with their pink fists.

People in this period of time end up with a face and reputation, which is something more important than life, so this noble son does not dare to mess around.

Seeing that he had become the target of the public, the noble prince hurriedly covered his face with his hands, and hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd and fled.

Glancing at the noble son who fled in a hurry, Xiaohua said, "I shouldn't see this person in the future."

Send away the people who came to help in front of her, and Xiaohua will close the door of the teahouse.

When I came to the small backyard, I washed the dirty clothes, then boiled water for cooking, and then boiled water, and the movements were skillful.

An oil lamp dispelled some of the darkness.

In the dimly lit room, Ye Zhen was lying on the bed, Xiaohua was sitting on a chair, the table was next to the small bed, and a bowl and chopsticks were placed next to it, and the rice in the bowl was piled high.

Wiping the sweat that didn't exist on her head, Xiaohua smiled and said, "Young Master, the hateful Li Gongzi came again today, but he was driven away by Xiaohua"

"Young master, eat more, young master, young master"

Xiaohua didn't eat a bite, and while smiling and talking to Ye Zhen on the bed, she put the food into the bowl.

Suddenly, Xiaohua, who had been talking to Ye Zhen, sobbed.

"Young Master, Xiaohua doesn't want to cry, but I just can't help but whine, Young Master" Xiaohua burst into tears and threw himself on Ye Zhen.

The head was tightly pressed against Ye Zhen's chest, her emaciated shoulders kept shaking, and after a while, Xiaohua suddenly raised her head.

Looking at the large wetness on Ye Zhen's chest, Xiaohua said in a panic, "I'm sorry young master, Xiaohua didn't mean it."

With that, Xiaohua quickly moved the dining table outside, and then ran to the backyard to fetch water.

Ye Zhen likes to hurry up, so even if Ye Zhen is in a coma, Xiaohua carefully wipes Ye Zhen's body every night.

From closing his eyes and being in a hurry at the beginning, to now, Xiaohua is afraid that he is more familiar with his body than Ye Zhen.

And Xiaohua, although she was nominally a maid before, she was favored by Ye Zhen like a young lady, but now Xiaohua has learned a lot.

It can be said that anything in the world Xiaohua can come easily, but Xiaohua's stupid appearance before being slightly chubby has now become thin and capable.

However, Xiaohua, who was fetching water in the backyard, didn't find it, and Ye Zhen, who had been lying on the bed for an unknown amount of time, or even an unknown number of years, trembled his eyelids twice, and then opened them instantly!

"Huh!"

Ye Zhen sat up from the bed, and then immediately after, his back ached, and he fell back on the bed with a painful cry.

"Where am I?" Ye Zhen's eyes were round, and he looked around blankly.

In the dim environment, followed by the faintly jumping oil lamp flames, Ye Zhen was even more stunned, and suddenly, a chill hit his chest, Ye Zhen shivered, and subconsciously felt that he had been cut off his organs.

I hurriedly looked down and found that my chest was just wet, so I was relieved.

Tentatively, he slowly got up from the bed, Ye Zhen frowned, and his hands were on his waist, with the illusion that he had been lying on the bed for hundreds of years.

"Where is this? Am I not going to see the old curator? Why did I end up here, I shouldn't have crossed over, right? Ye Zhen's eyes widened again.

However, the strong hunger made Ye Zhen's eyes involuntarily cast his eyes on the food on the table not far away.

Looking around, there seemed to be no one, and he couldn't help the hunger in his heart, Ye Zhen got up and stretched out his hand to the food.

"Bang!"

Ye Zhen was startled in the quiet room, and quickly retracted his hand, and out of the corner of his eye, he found a figure at the door, and a basin of water was sprinkled on the ground.

Ye Zhen hurriedly said, "I didn't steal food, I was just hungry and couldn't stand it, and I felt like I hadn't eaten for many years."

Ye Zhen explained, but found that the figure didn't seem to move, and cautiously raised his gaze and looked at the figure at the door.

"This young lady, I really didn't steal food, don't cry, I will lose your money, I will lose money" Ye Zhen smiled bitterly, and subconsciously touched his pocket.

But this touch was directly empty, and at this time, Ye Zhen remembered that he was either kidnapped, or crossed, or someone wanted to fix himself!

But I don't have any money, I haven't offended anyone, and combined with the environment in front of me, theoretically speaking, it's more likely to cross, but is it possible?

And the young lady in ancient costume in front of her can be said to be the most beautiful person Ye Zhen has ever seen when he is so old!

If you talk about kidnapping, what does the other party want to do with yourself?

When Ye Zhen was about to say something, the girl at the door rushed into Ye Zhen's arms with a gust of fragrant wind.

Ye Zhen's face changed, he was already sore, and every trace of strength from hunger was pounced on by the girl, and he lay directly on the ground.

"Bang!"

Ye Zhen grinned in pain, but fortunately, he subconsciously raised his head and didn't hit the back of his head, otherwise it would be possible for a vegetative person!

Ye Zhen was speechless in pain, but the girl in her arms was crying and said intermittently, "Young Master, you finally woke up, woo Xiaohua Xiaohua is really happy."

couldn't understand a word of what the girl in his arms said, and after Ye Zhen eased up, he was stunned for a while by the soft touch in his arms and the situation of nephrite in his arms.

"That girl, don't get excited, and besides, did you recognize the wrong person?"