The reflection of Mei Liangchen in her teenage years was clearly reflected in the sink, but her attire turned into a weird robe. The old man said she was a man, but she clearly knew that she was a woman, and there was no doubt about this knowledge. Regardless.
Whether in body or mind, she is not Mei En, a young ponyboy from the Min Liao Kingdom. She is still Mei Liangchen, an archaeological worker from China in the 21st century.
Faced with such an unbelievable situation, she was almost crushed by the cruel reality. After all, she had seen the coffin that buried Meengiya with her own eyes. Even when the mystery about her body was about to be unveiled, she seemed to be possessed by a ghost inexplicably.
He traveled to the Min Liao Kingdom, which was not recorded in Chinese history, and became the Meengiya who was summoned by a spell in the tomb.
She left the familiar world where she had lived for many springs and autumns and came to a completely unfamiliar time and space. For Mei Liangchen, everything about the Min Liao Kingdom was unknown, and the identity of Mei Enjiya had never been more confusing and explored for her.
, she was completely overwhelmed by emotions. She missed her deceased parents who loved her deeply, and thought about who would go to their graves to present a bouquet of white flowers on their memorial day... Senior brother Hassan? He
Will she fulfill her wish? Mei Liangchen felt deeply guilty in her heart. She didn't even have time to say a sincere apology to her senior brother, sorry that she couldn't accept his wishes... The work of archeology was what she had wanted and worked for all her life.
For many years, she never expected that she would enter an unknown world that science cannot explain just after applying what she has learned...
Closing her eyes tightly, she knelt on the ground and bowed her head facing the sink, which frightened the old man.
"Maine...Maine...I'll ask Dr. Baiyin to come and take a look at you. Don't worry, I'll go right away!" Just as he was about to get up, there was a burst of rapid horse hooves coming from far and near, and he was galloping.
Come..
Under the moonlight night.
Two majestic black horses were reined up and parked in the open space in front of the stables.
When the old man saw that the visitors were Muren and Agula, the lieutenants of the general, he couldn't help but feel his legs weaken and knelt down. "Battle, sir!"
"Get up!" Muren, who sounded like a loud bell and had a rough and fierce appearance, waved his riding whip and drew a black lightning in the air.
Battle stood up tremblingly, but did not dare to raise his head. He stretched out his foot and kicked Mei Liangchen on the ground, and reminded in a very small voice: "Mein... Your Excellency is here, salute quickly!"
At this time, Muren also saw a slender figure beside the sink. His thick eyebrows furrowed and he shouted sternly: "Who is that?! Why don't you kneel down when you see me!"
Battle shivered and quickly pulled the boy from the sink to kneel next to him. "Sir... Your Majesty... the ponyman broke his head while riding a horse at dusk, and he is not conscious at the moment! Mayne, hurry up!
Apologize to the Lord!" The old man named Bater pressed the back of Mei Liangchen's head and whispered a warning: "If you want to survive, kowtow quickly."
Her knees were stuck on the hard dusty road, burning with pain. Mei Liangchen regained consciousness a little, and raised her neck, but the back of her head was pressed tightly by Battle.
"Sir, please spare him! This kid's brain seems to be broken!"
Muren glanced over coldly, glanced at the young man on the ground, and ordered: "The general is going to go out on the grassland at night. In a quarter of an hour, bring the 'Thunder God' to wait outside the general's tent!"
Mei Liangchen was fine, but Battle beside her was visibly trembling. His fingers grabbed her collar, getting tighter and tighter, until she couldn't breathe...