It's so heavy...... Bo Qing frowned, could it be a ghost pressing the bed? Or is it that people can't stay up all night when they are old, and they feel uncomfortable when they stay up.

She tried to move, but she felt that the weight on her body had not lightened at all.

"Whew...... Whew......", a burst of snoring and grinding teeth came, Bo Qing was startled, finally couldn't stay in bed, and opened his eyes.

The sight-catching scene startled her.

Two thick arms were on her body, and looking at the thick pores on them, they were definitely not women's arms.

Could it be that I am still dreaming? Bo Qing forced himself to calm down and closed his eyes.

The demons and monsters are scattered...... The demons and monsters are scattered......

Bo Qing said silently, waited for a while, and opened her eyes again, but the two arms were still hanging on her, and even moved.

"Ah, ghost!", Bo Qing couldn't hold back the fear in his heart anymore, screamed, pushed away his arms, and jumped up directly.

"Whew, what the hell, Xiaoqing, what are you talking about?" , the strong man on the left yawned while looking at her sleepily, and he looked angry.

"That's it, wake me up, why do you call me like a. The man on the right also got up and said badly.

Bo Qing looked at these two strangely dressed men, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, this was not her room at all.

Bo Qing suddenly sweated like rain, she just watched a novel and stayed up all night, how could she open her eyes and become like this.

The large bunks and wooden pasted paper windows, as well as the clothes of the two men in front of them, all indicate the fact that this is an ancient place.

Could it be that she wore it? No, she just read a novel.

Bo Qing stretched out her hand and pulled her face, the pain made her instantly know that it was not a dream at all, she really crossed over.

"May I ask, where is this?" Looking at the two strong men in front of him, Bo Qing suddenly felt a little helpless.

"Hah, Xiaoqing, are you sleeping stupidly, this is Duanwang's Mansion, let the second brother take a look." Seeing that she didn't seem to be in the right state, the strong man on the left frowned, and his rugged face was full of concern.

Bo Qing, who was comforted by a macho man, trembled instantly, as an otaku and a social phobia, the only man she had more contact with was her father, and now she was suddenly accosted by a man, and she only felt that she was already scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

Wait, Xiaoqing, second brother, Duanwangfu, these words are organized, Bo Qing suddenly seemed to think of something, here and a novel she stayed up late to read a few days ago, it seems to be extraordinarily consistent.

It's an abusive novel.,The female protagonist and the male protagonist are entangled for a lifetime.,Later, the female protagonist blackened the male protagonist and couldn't fall to the point of death.,The readers below are all abused and heartbroken.,Only she.,As a person who likes to knock on unpopular CPs.,Completely indifferent to the heroine.,Instead, knock the CP of the male protagonist Jing Houhua and his little scholar Bo Qing.,Of course, the fact that she and the little scholar have the same name makes her even more powerful.。

Bo Qing shook his head, shouldn't it, a big reason why he knocked CP in the first place was because these two men were so damn sweet, and Bo Qing, as Jing Houhua's scholar and wingman, was simply a man.

Wait a minute...... She can't even change her gender.

"What's the matter with you guy, you're sleeping?" , The strong man on the right, Bo Qing remembered that his name was Fubao, and he also began to look at her with some concern.

"I'm stunned, I want to go to the toilet, brothers, let's continue to sleep. Bo Qing doesn't want to care about her crossing at all now, she just wants to know whether she is a man or a woman now, and if she is here, she can't reach out and dig her crotch at all.

Li Yan looked at his younger brother who was fussing in the morning, with a strange expression, and couldn't help but look at her staggering back as he ran away worriedly, scratching his head, "Is Xiaoqing a ghost?"

Bo Qing ran wildly all the way, casually pulled passers-by, and finally found the thatched house smoothly.

Looking at the man written on the thatched house, she couldn't help but stay in place, sweating on her face, she had never entered the men's toilet, and this time she went in, I was afraid that she would not see a naked man......

However, she looked down at her flat chest, and she couldn't see any man or woman at all, it was as flat as a plain.

Forget it, Bo Qing finally made up his mind and walked in.

It was still early in the morning, so no one got up, and she was the only one in the empty hut.

Bo Qing didn't dare to delay, drew the curtain, and looked at his pants fixedly.

Wouldn't it be a needle's eye at most? After a few deep breaths, she slowly took off her pants.

What caught her eye was a pair of white pants, Bo Qing reached out and touched her crotch, no, she took a long breath and kept her gender.

Put on her pants, Bo Qing walked out of the thatched house in a trance, she wore it, and she wore it into her own cp, and then found that one of the men she knocked was actually a sister.

In addition to the heartbreak of the cp party, Bo Qing suddenly felt a little miserable, she found that she didn't know anything about Bo Qing, she only thought that he was clever and a good match for the male protagonist, but now she found that he was simply an NPC who promoted the main plot and acted as the male protagonist's wingman, it seemed that it was still the kind that ran through the whole play, so she might not be able to get out for a while.

A sense of desolation came to her heart, Bo Qing wanted to cry without tears, the male protagonist ended up dead, as a staff member and scholar, she was afraid that she would not be able to escape the clutches of the female protagonist, and the battle line was still so long.

"Hey, Bo Qing, the prince is looking for you, why don't you hurry up. A young man with a raw face saw that she was wearing a middle coat here like a wandering spirit, frowned and slapped her awake suddenly.

Bo Qing shuddered, finally woke up from his dream, and looked at the man in front of him, black-clothed and hair-bound, sword-eyed and starry-eyed, quite handsome, seeing that he was holding a black sword, it seemed that it was Xiao Ying, Jing Houhua's guard.

"Hahahaha, go now, go now. Bo Qing pulled out a hint of embarrassment, and without waiting for Xiao Ying to ask, he began to play haha, and touched back to the house with his memory.

Xiao Ying looked at his distant figure and raised his eyebrows, how did he think that this kid was a little out of condition, and his back in a middle coat, how could he still look a little girly.

Bo Qing naturally didn't know that one day he would be considered a little motherly by others, so he tried to calm himself down along the way and walked to the room where he came.

Li Yan and Fu Bao were both dressed, and seeing that she finally walked back, Fu Bao covered his mouth and squinted his eyes and sneered: "Why are you so inkblot today, if you don't come back, my second brother and I will go to the thatched house to catch you." ”

Bo Qing smiled, "It's a little diarrhea, it's a little slow." ”

Li Yan and Fu Bao packed up, and couldn't wait to see her ink, "Come on, let's go first, you remember to speed up." ”

Bo Qing watched the two of them go out, then closed the door tightly, plugged in the door, she reached out to open her wardrobe, and took out the coat inside.

There was a white thing in a pile of clothes, Bo Qing pulled it out, but it was a white strip of cloth, opened the clothes and looked at the chest, it was tightly wrapped by the same white belt, although it was flat, there was indeed a chest, it seemed, this is Bo Qing's chest belt.

Why did she disguise herself as a man to enter this palace, Bo Qing had some doubts, but after she recalled it carefully, she made sure that the original owner did not leave a trace of memory, and it seemed that it was impossible to know for the time being.

Bo Qing sighed, made sure that he had cleaned up, and looked like a fourteen-year-old Xiao Langjun, so he went out, and with the memories described in the book, he found King Duan's residence, Jingge.

Jing Houhua, the sixth prince of the Southern Tang Dynasty, is a male protagonist who abuses literature, a representative figure of beauty and tragedy, and has harvested the love of many young readers, and the final tragic ending has also made him completely become the white moonlight in the hearts of readers.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Bo Qing was unexpectedly surprised to see his master lying on a chair under the tree, reading a book leisurely, and boiling tea next to him, looking really comfortable.

Seeing Bo Qing coming, Jing Houhua put down the book in his hand, looked at the little scholar with a bad face in front of him, and showed a narrow smile.

"Early in the morning, why do you have such a face, do you want to buy you a radish to vent your anger?"

Bo Qing looked at the moon-white dark pattern brocade robe in front of him speechlessly, wearing a jade crown, warm eyebrows and eyes, eyes like autumn water were full of smiles, the bridge of the nose was straight, and the thin lips were slightly hooked with a touch of arc, looking really harmless and graceful.

But as a hardcore reader, Bo Qing only felt a chill in her heart, she studied this product carefully and clearly, her personality and appearance did not match at all, and it was extremely difficult to deal with it properly.

couldn't let him see the flaws, Bo Qing hurriedly learned the original owner's smooth tone: "No, no, the prince buys radish for the villain, and the villain has to find a bottle to worship, where do you dare to eat." ”

Jing Houhua narrowed his eyes, "Really?"