Chapter 2: The Sun and the Moon in the Farewell Palace (1)
She wanted to open her eyes, but the light above her head was so dazzling that she opened them a few times and then quickly closed them. The whole body was cold, and his chest was suffocated, as if a huge stone had been pressed.
She forcibly opened her eyes, and it turned out that she was really lying on a cold stone slab-
"Wake up, this slut is awake......"
The voice was low, as if it had been deliberately suppressed. She looked at the deformed and hideous face in front of her, startled, and quickly sat up, but her legs were numb, and she just turned over and fell sideways, and her head was rubbed on the cold stone surface, and she suddenly felt a hot pain.
"Hahaha......"
He stretched out his hand, knocked her broken forehead hard, stained his hand with blood, and smiled like a demon: "Slut, this is the retribution and retribution for your greed for glory and wealth!" You didn't expect you to be where you are today, did you? …… Haha, does it taste good in the cold palace? ”
"...... Mother......
In the distance, a voice came, and I glared at him angrily, and his face changed, and he hurriedly stood up, ran a few steps, and quickly disappeared into the roundabout garden in front of him.
Her body was stiff and numb, and after a while, she tried to sit up, and when she looked around, it was a square square paved with marble, cold, cold, without a trace of heat. In front, there is a garden of "fragrant grass", overgrown with weeds and birds, but blooming with the most elegant daffodils and a few snow-white pear blossoms in spring, as well as some large, bright red flowers. In front of the square, there is a courtyard with a heavy eaves and warped walls, the courtyard is deep, and the gate that has been peeled off by vermilion paint is opened, and the wind blows into it in the spring.
She was shocked in her heart, what kind of place is this?
She, freelancer Feng Feng, a 22-year-old girl, has a biggest hobby in her life is traveling. Before the Spring Festival, she used the little money she had saved to travel to a pasture between the border of Jingshui and Weishui. There, she saw three unusually neat and large bluestone slabs connected together. When he was tired of walking, he saw such a stone slab as neat as a bed, and he lay down on it for a while with joy, and fell asleep in a daze.
Just for a moment, why are you here when you wake up?
She looked around closely, and it was indeed not a ranch, but a strange place. The slate beneath her was not bluestone, but a large square block of marble.
A strange thought came to mind, oh my God? Crossed on your own?
Feng Feng has read many time-traveling novels, in time-traveling novels, those heroines will only cross when they encounter car accidents, suicides, or places like ancient tombs, why did they lie on the bluestone slab of a pasture for a while and then cross?
No, are you dreaming?
She rubbed her head, stood up dizzily, and just stood firmly, a red figure rushed towards her, and her voice was frightened: "Niangniang, the slave maid just went to fetch water, why did you run outside?" It's windy outside, so let's go back and lie down......"
Empress?
Oh my God, she looked at this little palace maid in palace clothes, and then looked at the pleated phoenix tail skirt with water sleeves on her body, and the paste in her mind became clearer and clearer:
I'm really wearing-over!
Frightened and frightened, she determined, "What kind of place is this?" Who am I? What is your name? ”
The little palace maid was frightened and frightened, and hurriedly supported her and me: "Niangniang, you are really sick." You are Feng Zhaoyi, this is the 'Farewell Palace', and the slave is Liu Er......"
Liu'er? Farewell to the palace?
"What dynasty is this?"
"Song Tang! Our neighbors call us the Tang Dynasty. ”
Song Tang? People often say that the Tang and Song dynasties, why did they become the Song and Tang dynasties? What is this? Was it the Song Dynasty or the Tang Dynasty? During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, there was a Liu Song, could it be that he was still empty?
"What is the capital of the Song and Tang Dynasties?"
"Jinling City."
"Long live today?"
"Emperor Taizong."
Tang Taizong or Song Taizong? Tang Taizong has been crossed by too many women, and they have all been dressed as "miserable grass defeated men", and Song Taizong is a bad guy, what is this "Song and Tang" Taizong? It's called Song and Tang Taizong?
OMG!
Feng Feng looked at the clothes on his body and the service on the palace maid, all of them were half-open necklines, neither high nor low, neither purely Tang Dynasty style nor Song Dynasty style, as if between the late Tang Dynasty and the early Song Dynasty. However, even so, it should be called "Tang and Song", how can it be called "Song and Tang eras"? ”
In her surprise, she finally understood that the current emperor is Taizong of the Song and Tang Dynasties, she is his "favorite concubine" Feng Zhaoyi, her name is Feng Miaolian, 22 years old this year, and she is the eldest daughter of Feng Bo, the Marquis of Leting.