Chapter 44 Rebirth and Return to Eighteen Years Ago (9)
At this moment, Yu Lan noticed that the golden thread wrapped around his wrist seemed to be moving.
He glanced down and saw that the other end of the golden thread wrapped around his wrist was gently spinning and floating.
"Huh?"
Have you changed your tricks?
Are you kidding yourself again? But I was very close to the palace today, and I didn't go far.
Just when he was confused, Yu Lan felt his body being pulled by the golden thread, and his body couldn't help but sway.
Yu Lan only felt that her vision went dark, and she fell into darkness for an instant, and then she didn't know anything anymore...
In the 21st year of Qingyuan, the emperor passed away at the age of forty-three. He had made great contributions throughout his life and was deeply loved by the people. He was one of the few prosperous and wise emperors in history.
The only regret.
Even Emperor Qingyuan had a difficult time having heirs. After his death, no one from the palace concubines could give birth to an heir for him. As a result, there was no successor and he was finally passed down to the eldest son and nephew of the clan...
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After regaining consciousness, Yu Lan felt that he was in darkness, unable to see or hear anything.
At this moment, she felt like she was floating slowly, not knowing where she was going.
I don't know how long it took.
Until Yu Lan saw the golden thread wrapped around her wrist again. The other end of the golden thread was floating lightly forward, twisting and turning as if to lead the way for Yu Lan.
Suddenly, a golden light shone in front of his eyes, and Yu Lan was completely submerged in it.
So shaking.
Why do I feel like I'm wandering? Where has the golden thread gotten me?
At this moment, Yu Lan felt dizzy and a little uncomfortable. She hadn't felt this way for a long time since her death.
Yu Lan endured the discomfort and slowly opened her eyes.
What she saw was a very small space, and the place where she was was shaking gently.
From Yu Lan's current line of sight, he could also see that the curtains of the car on the opposite side had been blown up by the wind.
Is she on a carriage?
Why on the carriage?
Why can I feel the carriage shaking no matter how far I go?
"Is it almost there? It's so uncomfortable."
"Yu Lan, pour me a cup of tea."
"It's so annoying."
This sound?
A little familiar?
It's not familiar, but quite familiar. What's familiar can't be familiar anymore. How long has it been since you heard this voice? Yu Lan even thought that he was hearing hallucinations.
He suddenly sat up straight.
Yu Lan turned his head and looked to his left. He saw two girls of about the same age sitting at the back of the carriage.
The older one is wearing a light pink skirt and a girlish bun. Her head is surrounded by pearls and emeralds, and she looks like she wants to wear all the valuable things on her head. As for the younger one, she is wearing blue clothes.
She wears a skirt and has a chubby face. She looks quite blessed.
These two people are none other than the eldest lady and the fourth lady of the Zhang family.
Who did she see?
Miss!!!
Zhang Qing?
How can this be?
Yu Lan subconsciously raised her hand and pinched her thigh.
"Hiss——"
it hurts.
He didn't expect that he would really pinch himself, nor did he expect that it would pinch him painfully, so Yu Lan was very cruel when pinching him.
As you can imagine, that was really painful.
She actually felt pain, and she actually pinched herself, such a real and familiar touch.
Yu Lan was a little confused.
He secretly looked at his location.
The place where she sat was right next to the door of the carriage, and she could lift the curtain with her hand.
Her legs felt very sore, and she couldn't help but look down. It was obvious that she was sitting on her knees now. And the clothes she was wearing were the same cyan maid clothes she wore when she was in the Zhang Mansion.
Such a scene.
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