Afternoon.

"Niangniang, the emperor sent Dr. Lu to diagnose you."

A touch of bitterness appeared at the corner of Jiang Ruhua's mouth. He actually listened to the rumors of the palace people, but he didn't even bother to verify it with his own eyes... It's really cold!

"Let him in." She closed her eyes and leaned her head against the wall.

"Jiang is picturesque!" A male voice came into her ears, familiar and unfamiliar.

It's been a long time since anyone has been called by her name. The subordinates said "Niangniang" one by one, and the palace concubines said "sister" one by one, and they were all dusty..... She almost forgot what her name was, where she came from...

Mei Mu Er opened, "Lu Xiao?!"

The man in front of him was unkempt, ragged, and his chin was full of stubble. Even she almost didn't recognize her. When she first crossed over to the southern country, she was mistaken for crazy because she didn't fit in for a while. Jiang Hou offered a large bounty and posted a list to seek medical treatment, but no one could solve it. After meeting Lu Xiao and learning that he is also a person in the 21st century, after some negotiation, she calmed down, slowly accepted this fact, and no longer ran away or sought death. I haven't seen him for four years, but I don't know that he has become the ghost he is now.

"It's hard to remember me." Lu Xiao's face was piled up with disdain and contempt, and he walked in by himself, "You have forgotten all the tasks I gave you a few years ago, and you are living very freely in this Purple Palace. Do you really think of yourself as an ancient?"

Be. Before Lu Xiao left, he told her that she could only return to the 21st century by stealing dragon blood, mixing it with her own blood, and drinking it.

Besides, Jiang Ruhua in this era, who was the daughter of Jiangfu and the daughter of Jiang Shangshu of the household, gave birth to a good skin, and just after the time, her father intended to send her into the palace as a concubine, but her daughter did not follow, and even secretly threw herself into the lake at night, fortunately, someone happened to bump into her and saved her life.

But the real eldest lady of the Jiang family has long since died. It is the 21st century Jiang Ruhua who comes to life!

At that time, she just wanted to go back, and Lu Xiao was the only person she could trust, so she became a horse doctor and promised Lu Xiao a two-year deadline.

Later, she entered the palace and successfully became the emperor's favorite concubine, and she also belonged to him. And Lu Xiao seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no sound.

She thought, it's not bad to grow old like this.

Now Lu Xiao's face made her completely lose the intimacy of being a contemporary, and a bad cold came to her heart, so she was too busy to bother with him.

But Lu Xiao walked up to her, grabbed her wrist, and said in a bad tone, "You and I have been here for a few years, do you know what the consequences are?"

It's like a demon or a ghost who can't see the sun, your physiological muscles can't adapt to this era, and we'll all die here!

Have you read the book "South 15"?

'The Southern Emperor was killed in the fifteenth year of Linyuan, and the Southern Kingdom was destroyed'

Have you ever thought about what will happen to you in the future? ”

Jiang Ruhua lost his mind for a moment.

Yes, the distance between her and the dust is like a galaxy of light years, and it is a time and space shuttle that cannot be crossed.

What is she going to do...

In the end, Lu Xiao clasped her wrist and stared at her tightly with a pair of sharp eyes like a vulture, "What, have you figured it out?" This is my last patience! ”

In the end, she only shook her head in a daze, and her voice was small but firm: "Impossible!"

Lu Xiao was stunned for a moment, I was afraid that she still insisted on refusing, and suddenly became angry and shook her away coldly, "Hmph! Then you will stay in this cold palace until you die! ”

On summer nights, the clear moonlight sprinkled on the tiles of the palace wall, reflecting the fangs and claws of the owls.

Jiang Ru's picturesque heart was so cold that it cracked one by one as if it had just been fished out of the water in the harsh winter.