In the fifth year of Qingde in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, he was in the Pingzhou Prefecture.

There are imposing palaces, as well as beautifully carved rockeries. But inside the wide open door, there is a different world.

Dozens of ministers and palace people in court clothes knelt on the ground, their eyes more or less terrified.

"The emperor has no breath, and he can't find a pulse."

The person who looks like a doctor reports truthfully.

Immediately afterwards, the eunuch was about to speak, when he saw the person on the bed suddenly move, and the eunuch's eyes widened.

A few people who were about to wail and suffer were also frightened and pale, and they didn't dare to move at all, and for a while, there was silence, and the sound of breathing was heard clearly.

"Headache...... Where is this? ”

Yu Wenli had a headache and sat up with a wave of his hand. He was about to open his mouth impatiently to curse, but after seeing the situation in front of him, he swallowed those words back vividly.

The ground was full of kneeling people, and their faces were full of hellish expressions. Many people were so frightened that they kept retreating, and they had a posture of wanting to run away.

"Director, it's the third day of our scene, haven't we finished filming yet?" Yu Wenli was puzzled.

Wei Zhonggao, the chief eunuch standing next to the bed, trembled all over, and his eyes were full of horror. I trembled for a long time, but I didn't squeeze out a complete sentence.

Just now he saw that the emperor was out of breath, how could he come back to life and still be able to speak?

At this time, Yu Wenli's head was completely a piece of paste, and he couldn't understand the situation in front of him at all. Thinking about what had happened before he fell unconscious, he looked hesitant.

"You're all ghosts? Am I dead? ”

As soon as the words fell, Wei Zhonggao's words stuck in his throat were finally spoken.

"God, the emperor has cheated the corpse!"

"Hell yes! Run! ”

As soon as he finished saying this, only a few people were left in the house, and the rest of them were frightened and crawled out.

Of course, the few remaining people, it's not that they don't want to leave, but they are completely stupid and can't move at all.

"Your Majesty, you have finally woken up, and the concubines are really worried about you."

A richly dressed woman threw herself directly into Yu Wenli's arms, and the pear blossoms cried non-stop with rain. The petite and thin body was also trembling incessantly.

Seeing her so pitiful, Yu Wenli was still very moved. But now there was a more important problem in front of him, and he had to solve it first.

"Who are you, beauty?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, a little choked, and her face was incredulous.

"The concubine is your queen, Yang Qianxue."

Yu Wenli felt that this name was very familiar, but because his mind was not clear, he didn't remember where he had heard it for a long time.

With a fiery temper, he scratched his head, exuding an aura of impatience all over his body.

Yang Qianxue blinked her tearful eyes and said worriedly: "Your Majesty, didn't you burn out your brain?" The concubine then called the imperial doctor in and treated you. ”

With that, she got up and walked out.

It was at this moment that Yu Wenli's eyes unintentionally fell on Yang Qianxue. When I lowered my head slightly, I noticed the pair of three-inch golden lotus.

"Footbinding? Could it be that this is ancient? ”

Yu Wenli, who realized that something was wrong, jumped up directly from the dragon bed, and ran to the bronze mirror not far away without putting on his shoes.

When he came closer, after seeing the 'self' in the mirror, his mouth was big enough to hold an egg.

On the heavy bronze mirror, a thin teenager was reflected, probably in his teens. His face was pale and his eyes were sunken, giving people the feeling that he was going to see Hades in a second.

Could it be that he crossed over?

Yang Qianxue originally stepped out of the threshold with one foot, but when she turned around, she saw the little emperor in a daze in front of the bronze mirror, so she hurriedly pushed it back.

"Your Majesty, the ground is too cold, it's better for you to go to bed and rest."

"Beauty, it may be a bit presumptuous, but I still want to ask you a question, do you know what my name is?" Yu Wenli tightly grasped the thin arm in front of him, and an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes.

The sudden action startled Yang Qianxue, and she looked a little hesitant after calming down.

"The concubines don't dare, the emperor is the Son of Heaven, and the concubines can be called by their names."

"It's okay, it's okay, you just say it, no one will blame you."

Under such encouragement, Yang Qianxue's heart was crossed, and she said softly: "Your name, Your name is Yuwen Shihong, and you are the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. ”

Suddenly, Yu Wenli felt that fireworks exploded one after another in his head. He finally remembered why he felt that the name of the woman in front of him was so familiar.

Before the crossing, he was a newcomer to the industry, and after drinking more than ten drinks, he finally won the role of the number one male in a historical drama.

And the name of the male protagonist in the play is Yuwen Shihong, and the queen's name is Yang Qianxue!

"Cher, what year is it?" Yu Wenli raised his head stiffly, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

Yang Qianxue replied truthfully: "Qingde five years, July 20." ”

"!"

Yu Wenli couldn't help but scold, gasping, feeling that there were countless little stars spinning in front of him.

When he first received the script, he studied it very carefully, and even searched the Internet for relevant historical facts. It turned out that Yuwen Shihong in history did not live to his old age, but died the day after becoming the queen.

The day of his death was July 20 of the fifth year of Qingde.

Soon after that, the enemy's army overwhelmed the border, and the Northern Zhou Dynasty was completely wiped out in the torrent of history.

"Cher, I'...... Did I just make you queen yesterday? ”

In order to make the people around him not notice the abnormality, Yu Wenli deliberately changed his words. After all, in this palace in Longtan Tiger's Den, it is better to be cautious.

Yang Qianxue nodded blankly and said softly, "Exactly." As soon as the ceremony was held yesterday, the emperor coughed non-stop, and he never got up in bed. ”

"Although his life is not particularly good, Lao Tzu is also an emperor now!"

Yu Wenli's expression became more and more excited, and when he thought of the so-called three thousand beauties in the harem, he immediately began to stage small movies that were not suitable for children in his mind.

As soon as the nose is hot, liquid flows down.

"Oh, hurry up and announce the Imperial Doctor! Oh no! Your Majesty, why did you have a nosebleed! Yang Qianxue exclaimed, and immediately took out the silk handkerchief in her sleeve and wiped it with her hand.

"Ahem, I'm fine, I don't need to be a doctor."

Yu Wenli felt a little embarrassed, coughed a few times uncomfortably, and looked around the room aimlessly.

Then I noticed the palace maids on the ground who hadn't had time to leave, all of them had creamy skin and beautiful faces.

His brain was hot, and the nosebleed that he had managed to stop almost came out again, and at the same time secretly said in his heart: It seems that the future Yanfu is really not shallow!