Next to the tent bed on the third floor of Tinglan Water Pavilion, Qingdai was woken up by the dazzling sunlight, she cried hard for the past two days, and her eyes were hot and painful, but when she saw the person on the bed, her tears fell again.

"Why don't you say it if you don't want to enter the palace, why bother hanging yourself."

After Qing Dai finished speaking, she wanted to reach out and help the man tuck the quilt, but the person on the bed suddenly bowed down and sat up, screaming like a corpse: "Don't touch the child!" ”

Qing Dai was frightened for a moment, and stumbled back two steps: "...... Girl? ”

The girl is awake!

Qing Dai didn't care about her just shouting, so she hurriedly ran to the railing and shouted at Xi Xin outside: "The girl is awake!" Go tell Aunt Meng! ”

After she finished shouting, she turned to look at the man, gasping for air with some nervousness.

The person on the bed was still with her eyes closed, she frowned, and reached out to touch her lower back, but she didn't touch what she wanted for a long time, so she opened her eyes cautiously and muttered with some surprise: "I didn't die of collapse." ”

Qing Dai breathed a sigh of relief, and just wanted to step forward, but saw the man lying back with a bang, like a dehydrated carp, slapping and churning excitedly, and laughing extremely briskly: "Not dead!" I didn't die when I was shot! ”

And Qing Dai saw that the person who had always adhered to the rules suddenly rolled around, and said in her heart that this was ...... Stupid?

She worried, "Girl? ”

When the man on the bed heard her words, he sat up straight again, and turned his head in joy, but the man's smile faded when he saw all this in front of him......

"What's that?"

"This is the hospital?"

"Theme Hospital?"

"Why are nurses still wearing costumes?"

Cheng Qi blinked, calming down from the excitement of not being shot and dying, she looked around and found that she was in an antique room, with carved walnut window lattices, and white periwinkles on the wooden platform that leaned out, blooming quietly in the warm spring sun.

The flower pear crescent stool, the camphor wood and the piano table, the three screens painted with gold clouds, and the swallowtail head case of boxwood...... If you don't cross it yourself, then it's hell.

Uncle's ...... You can't even think about it with your ass as hell.

Wait a minute, there is another possibility.

Cheng Qi has handled a case in the past and knows a situation that when a person is in a coma, his brain will not rest, just like a dream.

Could it be that you are in a dream?

After all, Cheng Qi is also a person who has worn a red scarf, so he naturally doesn't believe in crossing and hell.

She raised her hand and slapped herself in the face.

Hurt.

Shit…… This is not a dream.

It's not a dream and it's not hell.

What else could it be?

That's the crossing.

Cheng Qi still remembers that on the day she crossed, the captain of the traffic police brigade reprimanded her bitterly: "What's the use of reading those time-traveling novels all day long!" There's a kind of one day you'll give me a crossover! Save me a block! ”

…

Captain Gao, thank you for the flag.

This time it's really crossed.

That afternoon, when she was arresting the traffickers who committed crimes on the street, she didn't expect that the gangsters had guns, and they were hit in the back, and when she woke up, he was in this inexplicable place.

No, this isn't the first time she's woken up after being shot, it's the second time.

The first time I woke up......

Hiss......

Headache, I can't remember it for a while.

Cheng Qi touched his back again and muttered, "What about the injury?" Where did the injury go? ”

Qingdai on the side hurriedly held the mirror in front of her: "Girl...... The wound is here. ”

Cheng Qi looked in the mirror and found a dry wound on the right forehead, and habitually said: "External wound." He looked down at his neck again, "Strangled bruises." "And finally, the right cheekbone," this is...... Gauze? ”

The wound on the waist went down to the right side of the face.

And Qing Dai looked at her haggard and sluggish appearance, gritted her teeth and trembled her lips, and knelt down with a puff.

Cheng Qi was stunned, she was born in the 21st century, where was she kneeled, and hurriedly said, "What are you doing?" ”

Who knew that Qing Dai shook her head and burst into tears: "It's not good to be a slave!" Didn't take good care of the girl! What if something happened to the girl...... The slave will go with you! ”

Cheng Qi's face was on fire: "I don't know where I am now, where are you going with me?" ”

Qingdai raised her head and wanted to shake her hand but didn't dare: "Girl, what difficulties do you have to talk to the slave, you can't do stupid things anymore, that neck hangs up, how painful." ”

Hang up?

Hang oneself?

Bruises on the neck.

That's right.

She remembered that the first time she woke up after being shot was hanging herself.

The sight was high at the time.

The feeling of suspension made her worse than dead, and then she fell down and remembered nothing.

But this is not the main thing, Cheng Qi opened the gauze on his right cheekbone and looked in the mirror, the wound was about three centimeters long, not long but not shallow, and it was a slightly cracked crimson red.

"How did you hang yourself like this?"

Cheng Qi said to himself: "The door of the brain is knocked, so this ...... Is it disfigured? ”

When Qing Dai heard this, she was so frightened that she leaned over to the ground: "Girl, don't think about it, Zhou Laolang said that the wound on this face is fine, and it will heal soon." ”

Cheng Qi grinned and wanted to touch it with his hand, but he heard someone shouting not far away: "Desert!" ”

Cheng Qi looked up in confusion and saw a person running like a whirlwind at the door of the bedroom, her hair was amazing, she was combed with a full cloud bun, with a delicate pearl emerald, and a primrose-colored half-arm brocade bandeau skirt.

Cheng Qi looked at the plump breath on her chest, and said with some emotion: "This ...... To say the least, it has to be C. ”

And Aunt Meng sat on the edge of the tent bed, and when she saw her wake up, she was angry and worried, she reached out and lifted the quilt, and twisted it according to her thigh, and the person who was in pain wailed: "Oh Mom! Hurt! ”

"The! It should hurt you! ”

Aunt Meng said, distressed: "Desert, what do you have to tell your aunt, how can you make up your own mind, throw a piece of silk and hang yourself." He sighed, "If you don't want to enter the palace, just look at this fall." ”

Cheng Qi automatically ignored the word "falling into the palace", and said in amazement: Are you? ”

When Aunt Meng heard her words, tears welled up in her eyes: "Desert? You don't know your aunt anymore? Did you knock down and don't remember anyone when you fell? I'm Aunt Meng! ”

Cheng Qi is an orphan, and he doesn't know anything about Huaxia's complicated family titles, and analyzes it mentally with social experience...... Auntie, is it my mother's aunt?

"Auntie?"

Cheng Qi said tentatively.

Aunt Meng blinked: "What did you say?" ”

Seeing that the reaction was wrong, Cheng Qi thought about it and changed his words: "Auntie? ”

Aunt Meng smashed her legs angrily: "Are you stupid kid?" I'm Aunt Aunt Meng! Your daddy's side room! ”

It's a rhyming rap.

Cheng Qi's legs still ached faintly, and she said in her heart that this old lady was heavy enough, in order not to be pinched by this person again, she hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, Aunt Meng...... Aunt! I remember, I remember you. ”

Aunt Meng didn't doubt it, but she breathed a sigh of relief, helped her put the gauze well, and instructed: "All in all, it's okay for you to be fine, I'll go to the Wuyuan courtyard first and tell the old lady, she is also in a hurry." ”

Cheng Qi only knew how to nod.

Aunt Meng got up, pointed at her and said sternly: "Don't do stupid things again!" ”

Cheng Qi immediately said: "Remember." ”

Aunt Meng left step by step.

Cheng Qi listened, this seems to be the second floor, how can there be the sound of going down the stairs.

"Girl, you're hungry, Qingdai will give you some food to fill your stomach."

The man who had been kneeling next to him whispered.

Saying this, Cheng Qi really felt hungry, but she didn't care about eating at this time, so she got up and got out of bed and ran out, not even wearing shoes, and she was so scared that Qingdai's soul was lost.

"Girl! Girl, what are you going to do! ”

Qing Dai held the cloud shoes, crying and chasing out.

And Cheng Qi, who ran out, couldn't appreciate the carved beams and paintings here, only found the staircase and ran down, thinking that this was the second floor, but there was still a floor when he ran down, so he simply ran again, until the first floor, and pushed open the main entrance!

Wow –

Cheng Qi stopped suddenly!

This is the wooden third floor on the water!

Surrounded by the clear blue lake water outside the wooden pavilion, there are red carp swimming quickly, and there is only a flat stone bridge on the pavilion platform that connects to the mahogany courtyard gate more than 20 meters away, and the two gold buckles on the door seem to call her to leave here.

Cheng Qi took a deep breath.

There is no need to leave the hospital.

She ran barefoot to the middle of the stone bridge, stepped on the low railing, and leaped forward!

Goodbye to all this inexplicable thing!

Roc spreads its wings!

Let's soar!

Outcome.

Halfway through, he was copied back by a thick arm.

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This time it's a heroine who loves to speak Northeast dialect.,And then there's the question of the title.,Same as the half-wall picture.,Long live the lady is also in the Tang Dynasty.,But those who are this mother.,This Lang and that.,I really can't get around.,So choose to pick up the ones that everyone is familiar with.,Please bear with me.。