Li Huan's first Chinese New Year's Eve

This is Li Huan's first Spring Festival in the 21st century.

On the night of the previous Chinese New Year's Eve, the courtiers were worshipped, and then the royal family banquet, and the concubines used all their thoughts and means to get such a good opportunity to sleep.

In the years after Feng Zhaoyi entered the palace, he spent almost every year in her "Zhaoyang Palace".

And now, things are wrong, everything is closed, and there are no words and no tears.

Feng Miaolian and Feng Feng, their faces were staggered and overlapped, and they couldn't tell whether they were illusion or reality for a while. A thousand years later, a thousand years ago, how could she have such an identical face?

The lights in the room were dark, and my heart was dark. He was completely lost in this eccentric world. In the past few days, he has always dreamed that he is in the palace, in the court, and sometimes, on the journey to hunt down Gaye......

He couldn't tell whether his emperor was a dream or whether coming to modern times was a dream!

Is he the emperor Li Huan? Or is it Li Huan, a small person who is insignificant in the 21st century?

He strongly wanted to go back to the past, but there were already high-rise buildings on the edge of Weishui, how could he go back? What kind of coincidence do you need to go back?

He sat quietly in the night, like a ghost.

Friends sent text messages on Chinese New Year's Eve one after another, which were some people from the crew and a few people I knew from ordinary people. Ye Xiaobo, Ke Ran, and even that Sister Chen...... However, among these people, there is no Feng Feng, no!

Feng Feng was in Ye Jia's house, the two raised their eyebrows, the butterflies were in pairs, and the concubines were in love...... The thought came to him, and his chest almost exploded.

Whether it is Ye Xiaobo, Fanny or Ke Ran, they are passers-by after all, they will not accompany themselves, and they will never face themselves day and night. When he has no money to eat, he can only rely on Feng Feng; When he was injured, he rubbed red potion for himself every day and served hot meals - these are also things that only Feng Feng can do; The difficulties of frustration and the joy of every small success can only be shared by Feng Feng.

Chapter 302 of "Turning an Emperor Back to Modern Times" The tyrant is hitting in the hand on the Chinese New Year's Eve of the modern era, please wait a moment,

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