Mengyao and Nana took a few sips of spring water, had enough fun, and sat down on the big stone on the right side of the cave entrance. The big stone was so warm that it was sunny. Mengyao shook her head gently, and played all night last night
, coupled with the mountain climb just now, she felt dizzy and her eyelids became heavier and heavier...
"You are drying clothes here, I'll go over there to see the little wild flowers there are so beautiful." Nana was attracted by the wild flowers in the distance and ran to the distance.
"Well, go... it's so sleepy..." Mengyao couldn't help but lay flat on the stone. The stone was so warm and comfortable, and she fell asleep unknowingly.
"Miss... Miss... Wake up quickly... Woo... Woo... Miss, do you want Qiao'er anymore? Miss... Woo... You can't leave Qiao'er alone and leave. What should you do if Qiao'er does it?
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Mengyao was hazy and sleeping soundly. Suddenly she felt someone was pushing her, and there was a little girl crying sadly in her ear. Who?...
Could it be that Nana's voice seemed very tender: "It's so noisy... who is it? Oh... it hurts!" Just as she was about to turn over, she didn't have any strength in her arms, and her whole body fell down again.
"Little... Miss! You... You woke up... The doctor said Miss... Woo... It's so good..." Mengyao was stunned and called me? She opened her eyes wide in confusion. It was so dark around her. Is it dark? Is it dark?
? He tilted his head to the right and was shocked. He was facing a pair of swollen eyes, with surprise and surprise flashing in his eyes. His face was covered with tears. His body couldn't help but instinctively shrank back, sat up, and exclaimed "
Who are you?!"
The little girl opposite couldn't help but be stunned and said anxiously, "Miss, I am Qiao'er, I am your Qiao'er." The red and swollen eyes were filled with big tears again.
Mengyao then widened her eyes and glanced at everything in front of her in horror. She sat on a wooden bed the size of a single bed. There was a 14-5-year-old girl half-kneeling in front of her, with a pair of big crying red
Eyes, melon-shaped face, thin willow-leaf eyebrows, and a clean and beautiful little face.
The little girl had a small bun on both sides of her head, a light green non-padded skirt, and a dark strap around her waist. The light inside was very dark, and there was a wooden table one step away from the bed, with a top
There was a small oil lamp, a small teapot next to it, and something like eating was placed next to it...
"Oh my God! Is this..." An unknown undercurrent surged into my heart... Could it be?...I went to a foreign space? No! No! Holding my head with my hands, closing my eyes, and shaking violently
A few times, I was dreaming! I was dreaming! My brain quickly reflected, and the scene of going up a mountain with Nana and sleeping on the stone flashed by... I slowly opened my eyes, and it was still so dark in front of me, everything was actually
Not changing at all. Mengyao collapsed on the bed in despair, looking in pain.
"What's wrong with me? I don't remember anything... What happened? Where is this?" I adjusted my breathing. Since this was the case, I had to figure out the status quo.
"Miss...Woo...I'll go and invite the doctor..." After saying that, he turned around and was about to run out.
"No! No! I have nothing now... Qiao'er? Are you Qiao'er? Can you tell me what's wrong first? What happened to me? I... What's wrong with me? I forgot, remember it at all.
I can't stop..." Mengyao was really about to faint, and she didn't have any strength to shake. She looked at Xiao Qiaoer with a calm attitude.
After half a night, Xiao Qiaoer finally understood half of the questions in her mind while crying intermittently. Mengyao didn't let her leave, so she let her sleep inside. The little girl lies down because she is too tired.
After getting caught, Mengyao tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep...
Now in an ancient time and space, the 22nd year of Ziling Kingdom, it was spring in April. Is there such a country? I remember there was no such dynasty at all...
Is it like what is described in science fiction cartoons? Coming into the cracks of time and space? Oh my god... it's all ancient... I don't let you be in a more familiar dynasty? For example, the Tang Dynasty... the Qing Dynasty... the TV show every day
Kangxi, Qianlong, etc. are still familiar with him.
The mistress ran to the Ziling Dynasty? It was so strange... I've become a lonely man? No, I even brought a little sister away. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel cold, and I started to fight a cold war, and pulled my body upwards.
Quilt.
After a closer look at the little one who was already asleep beside him, hey... this little ancient man was very beautiful, but he was a little thin. His face looked pale due to fatigue. Although he was already asleep, his red and swollen eyes still contained
Tears, like a big blister, still had tears on their eyelashes. At the age of fifteen, he was still a child who had not grown up in the 21st century, and was the jewel of his parents' eyes. In this era, he became a maid serving others and a poor child.
I felt pity in my heart, and I couldn't help but reach out to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of Xiao Qiao'er's eyes.
Seeing the extended hand, Mengyao was stunned. Hand...Is this my hand? Fair skin and slender fingers... It seems to be one size smaller than mine, and an image flashed through my mind.
...Am I also resurrected myself with a corpse...? A cold air came from the bottom of my heart, and I felt goose bumps on my body.
Mengyao got out of bed quickly, raised the oil lamp and looked at the whole room. It turned out that there was a wardrobe on the right side of the room. There was a table next to the wardrobe, with a bronze mirror on it, and only the mirror was placed in front of it.
One or two things.
Mengyao gently placed the small oil lamp next to the mirror, and then she saw the blurry face in the mirror clearly. This is Meng Caiyi? She still has her own appearance, but she is more tender and beautiful than herself, thinner and fainter on her face.
After applying makeup, he couldn't hide his pale complexion, his long black hair at his waist was like a waterfall, his height was about the same as himself, and he looked slightly thin. He was wearing a white double-breasted skirt and a pair of colorful butterflies embroidered on the neckline.
Mengyao couldn't help but be stunned. Oh... she had been very confident before, but she didn't expect that Meng Caiyi was so elegant and refined, and she shouldn't be very old. Thinking about Qiao'er's words just now, she seemed to be eighteen years old.
"Tsk tsk... It's such a pity... The beauty is so poor..." Mengyao untied her clothes and stroked her fair and green body stunningly, while shook her head regretfully. Sweat! Fortunately, the little girl was asleep, so she wouldn't see her.
Her lady would not even lose her eyes to the ground like this.
A cold wind blew, and the light of the small oil lamp was in a daze for a few times before Mengyao remembered her situation. Tears broke out like a river bank that was bursting with tears. Mom and Dad... Where are you? I miss you...
Oh my God!...I want to go home! I want to go home! The bitterness of despair fills the whole heart.
After crying for a long time, I saw the miserable and desperate face in the mirror. I couldn't help but be stunned. Is it myself? I wiped my tears hard. I bit my lip and felt desirable. I must be strong. Since I can come, I will definitely go back.