"May I ask your Excellency......" Doubao stood there straight, and the stranger suddenly knelt on the ground with a "poof".

"The little one has seen the prince of the world."

His voice was deep, his body was slender, and his appearance was so handsome that it was impossible to distinguish between a man and a woman for a while.

Doubao was surprised and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"If you go back to the world, the little one is called Lingguan'er, and it is a singing drama in the spring."

"Drama?" Dou Bao scratched his chin and thought about it seriously, and asked, "Are you looking for me for Uncle Eleven?" ”

Ling Guan'er sighed and said in a deep voice, "Exactly! ”

Doubao had no choice but to take him to the study, and after retreating, Doubao Nunu mouthed and said to him, "You drink tea, I'm too young, my mother won't let me drink tea, I can only drink boiled water." ”

How dare Lingguan'er drink tea in front of the prince? But after a day, he didn't get a drop of water, his throat was dry and itchy, outsiders said that Xiao Shizi was pure in his heart, and he was amiable and didn't have any shelf, and when he saw that this was the case today, he dared to take a sip of the teacup, and the mellow tea soup slid down the throat into the stomach, and suddenly all the limbs and acupoints were clamoring for comfort.

Ling Guan'er was so moved that he almost cried, and when he came back to his senses, he found that Doubao was staring at him directly.

"Xiao Shizi?"

"Lingguan'er, are you a man or a woman?"

"Back to the little world, the little one is a man."

"Except for my dad, it's the first time I've seen a man who looks like a woman, but my dad is more masculine than you, and I thought you were a woman at first sight!"

How can he dare to compare with King Jing? Who in the world doesn't know that the prince is as rich as jade, handsome and extraordinary? It was a generation of killing gods, a famous general of the Great Zhou, and he was just singing in the theater, which was simply the difference between cloud and mud.

"Eleventh Emperor Uncle, is he with you?" Doubao asked curiously.

"Yes, His Highness has always lived with me, and no matter how much I persuade him, he is not willing to return to the palace."

"Lingguan'er, you came to me and want me to persuade the Eleventh Emperor Uncle to go back?"

Ling Guan'er nodded, looking at Doubao with pleading eyes.

"But if the eleventh imperial uncle goes back, he will definitely be punished by the emperor's grandfather, and the most serious thing is to deprive the prince of his status and be demoted to a commoner."

Lingguan'er knelt down and said earnestly, "It was because I was worried that such a thing would happen, so the little one risked his life to beg the little prince to save His Highness's life, he made a big mistake in a moment of confusion, but now he knows that he was wrong, please ask the prince to persuade him to go back and admit his mistake to the emperor, don't cause a big disaster, it will be too late to regret it." ”

"Lingguan'er, my eleventh emperor uncle, do you like you?"

Ling Guan'er looked up at him in astonishment.

"You tell the truth, otherwise how do you want me to help Uncle Eleven?"

Ling Guan'er's mind struggled for a long time, and he said hesitantly, "Your Highness Eleven, mistakenly thinking that I am a woman, just because I am playing the role of Dan." ”

"What will you sing? Sing it to me. Doubao was a little excited, to be honest, he hadn't seen what it was like for men to sing in the theater.

There are also opera troupes in the palace, but they are all used by the royal family, he doesn't like to listen to it, but he has to accompany the emperor's grandfather to listen, and he knows some opera names after a long time.

Lingguan'er said a few names, and Doubao pointed out one of them, so Lingguan'er cleared his throat, and his voice was like a yellow bird, and he listened to it gracefully.

Doubao was stunned for a moment, he had heard someone sing a joke, to be exact, a bird with spirituality.

His sister Hui, when she was full of food and drink and basking in the sun, would hum a little song with satisfaction.

After Lingguan'er finished singing, he found that Doubao seemed to be in a daze, and he didn't know what to do for a while, worried that he didn't sing well and didn't please the prince.

Ah Yun, who guessed Doubao's thoughts, quietly tugged at the placket of his clothes.

"Little master, if you want him, we can go to the other garden to live when we have time."

Doubao came back to his senses, "Your time is running out, and when the first golden light illuminates the roof, you should go back." ”

Song Qingyun asked in surprise, "Dad, you came to me, do you have something to tell me?" ”

"Well, I have seen your past life and future life, I am very happy to be a father and daughter with you for eleven years, you and I do not belong to this time and space, so when I leave, you have to complete your mission alone, and you will never set foot here again."

"But, I've been here twice!"

"It's all because your daily obsession is too deep, and I don't know why you didn't erase the memory of your past life and meet your son-in-law, if you don't remember anything and live with your son-in-law wholeheartedly, you won't be here."

"Let me make a long story short, you were murdered by Tian Chunxin, and when you died, your father was by your side, and my task was to take your soul to the Great Zhou Dynasty, and you have forgotten what your father told you at that time, right?"

Song Qingyun shook his head in horror.

"Although you have forgotten, you have taken my words to heart, to be a strong person, to be clear about grievances, to be diligent and brave, the good news is that you have all remembered them all." Song Yi nodded with satisfaction, his words were like a ray of dawn, illuminating Song Qingyun's entire heart.

The mystery that had plagued her for many days was finally solved, and it was her father who gave her guidance and made her shine in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Dad, if I don't be reborn with memories, I'm afraid life will be even more difficult."

Does she still make braised pork? Will you still farm? Can you still teach Doubao advanced early education knowledge?

At that time, she was a village girl, accepting the slander of the world's eyes with a big belly, waiting for Mu Qingao to remember the wrong things he had done?

Everything has a reason for his existence, and Song Yi's appearance solved Song Qingyun's regrets buried in his heart, but what about Tian Chunxin? Did he get his retribution?

"He died a long time ago, and there were witnesses who saw him do something to you, so there is no need for you to scare him now, the fate of all of us, at the time of birth, God has already arranged it."

After untying the knot and everything disappeared, Mu Qingao and Song Qingyun returned to their time and space.

When they opened their eyes, Dou Bao and Sister Yin looked at the two with a smile.

"Mother, the requiem incense just burned out, Master Yuanwu said, you will wake up soon, he didn't lie to us."

Song Qingyun stretched comfortably, sat up and hugged Sister Yin in her arms, and asked Doubao, "How long have we been sleeping?" ”

"All night, don't you know?"

"I slept so deeply, it felt like a long time." Song Qingyun smiled, and when she found that Mu Qingao was frowning, she handed Sister Yin to Mother Guo.

"Doubao, we're going to get up, can you take your sister out and wait?"

"Lord Wang, what's wrong with you?"

Song Qingyun invited all of them out in one go, she reached out and touched the quilt, and took out a book from it.

"Huh? Did we really bring it back? ”

Lifting the quilt, the things pressed under Mu Qingao's body were dazzling, most of them were vegetable seeds and medicinal herbs collected by Song Qingyun.

"Put everything away, Doubao should get to the bottom of it when he sees it." Unwilling to go home for anything, she had a pair of pink rain boots and a blue raincoat in her arms, and she didn't take anything out of the house other than that.