It seemed as if several centuries had passed, and it seemed that it was just a short time to close your eyes. Endless darkness gradually faded away, and a trace of light pierced into the eyelids. I slowly opened my eyes and saw a blue gauze tent.

What is this? You can be sure that this is definitely not the house you were staying in before. Just as I was about to turn my head to see the situation inside the house, a severe pain came, and my eyes turned dark, almost causing him to faint again.

"Um?"

The intense pain made him unable to help but groan.

"Young Master is awake! Your Majesty is awake..."

Before he could adapt to the brief dizziness caused by the severe pain on his head, he heard a male voice in front of him with a little sob suddenly ringing, and then quickly left from near to far.

"Plop!"

A heavy and dull sound made the shout stop suddenly.

It fell very hard.

"Empress, the young master is awake...Empress, the young master is awake..."

Before he could finish his thoughts, the man who fell to the ground rang out again, and he should have been rolling and crawling when he heard the movement. He couldn't help but silently say admiration for this person in his heart.

Just what happened to the title of "Young Master?" "Empress?" with a very ancient flavor?

The dizziness caused by the severe pain slowly subsided. Experience told him that he must have been injured on his head, and that it should have been quite serious. When he opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was the antique round table, round stool, and the green-glazed teapot and tea cup placed on the round table that was only a few steps away.

That's a green glaze porcelain pot?

The ground is covered with colorful birds and phoenix felt blankets, with fine and lifelike workmanship. The beams of carved beams and painted buildings, the hollow doors and windows with exquisite workmanship, etc., everything is so ancient.

Self, where is this?

In a trance, the yard seemed to suddenly become noisy because of the awakened shouts of the young master. The rapid footsteps sounded from far to near, and five or six figures rushed into the door with the sound of wind.

"Erlang, are you awake? Are you better?"

I felt a figure flashing in front of me, and a fragrant but not strong fragrance came to my face. However, a beautiful woman in a goose yellow costume and wearing a high bun ran to the bed.

Concubine Jia looked at her younger brother with her eyes open in a daze. When she saw her younger brother staring at her, her eyes turned red in an instant when she was excited.

"Erlang, you are awake. If you have any problems, how can you tell your sister how to explain to your father in the underworld? Woo woo."

Erlang?...Who is it? Now that I am the only one on the bed, is it called me? But this is obviously not my name. Besides, I have never had my sister at all.

What's going on?

"Erlang?Erlang?"

At this time, Concubine Jia found that the younger brother on the bed looked very erratic, and he trembled and stretched out his ten fingers like cardamom shaking in front of him, his voice silenced.

He could feel that the beautiful woman who didn't recognize her and was about to lie on her face was pure and unmixed with any impurities.

"Where am I? Where is this?"

"Erlang spoke? Dong's partner, Erlang spoke?"

After waiting for a long time, he finally heard his younger brother speak. Concubine Jia seemed to be unable to believe her ears. The crystal tears dripping from her beautiful eyes slid down. She covered her red lips and turned her head to ask someone behind her.

"Empress, the uncle of the country has a good fortune, and he has indeed spoken."

The voice was a little delicate and sharp, why did it feel a little bit like a man or a woman? He looked up with doubts, but he was a middle-aged man wearing a round neck, a crimson costume, a round high hat, and a white face in his hand.

Singing? Acting? Or something else?

He clearly remembered that he should have studied the Dongta Relic Beads he had just obtained in the study. Then he woke up again but he had become the scene in front of him.

What happened to me?

"I knew Erlang would be fine. Woo woo, companion Dong, there is news of the murderer in Lin'an Mansion..."

"Who are you? Where is this? What is Lin'an Mansion? Where is my cell phone?"

He opened his mouth impatiently, his voice was dry, which scared him himself.

Is this my own voice?

Dong Songchen, who was about to reply, was stunned when he heard this. He knew what the previous three questions meant, but what was my phone? Dong Songchen looked at the shocked Concubine Jia in a daze, and was so tactful that he didn't answer.

In the room, he fell into a dead silence because of his four consecutive questions.

a long time.

"Erlang, I am my sister. Do you don't even recognize your sister? What's wrong with you? Doctor Dong, what's wrong with Erlang? Doctor Xuan, Doctor Dong, Doctor Xuan quickly..."

Concubine Jia's heart-wrenching cry sounded throughout the courtyard, and there was another scattered chaos.

...

Half a month later, he had already taken off his bandage and looked at the koi rushing to eat in the lotus pond, his eyes floating.

Well, this is indeed no longer the time and space I was originally. The various plots that appeared in the time-traveling dramas actually happened to me.

Well, it's time traveling.

The earth is still this earth, and the sky is still this sky, but I came to the Southern Song Dynasty eight hundred years ago.

In the second year of Jiaxi, if there were no mistakes or forgetting history that I had learned when playing with antiques in my mind, then this year should have been 1238 AD.

In 1279 AD, Minister Lu Xiufu committed suicide by committing suicide by carrying the last emperor Zhao Bing, who was only eight years old. So, that is to say, there are still 41 years left before the Southern Song Dynasty was destroyed and the Mongols entered the Central Plains, and the first real destruction of the Chinese nation was the first time.

At this moment, he is not wrong with the original one, and he is not wrong with saying that he is no longer him. Because, except that this body is not his, it is just his thoughts, memories, and past experiences.

It's like the same computer, but it has changed the most important operating system.

His identity is now clear.

The owner of this body is also a celebrity, but this celebrity is a bit unlucky in the history of later generations. A traitorous minister who controlled the power of the Southern Song Dynasty for decades but was infamous for thousands of years due to the demise of the Southern Song Dynasty.

Jia Sidao, whose courtesy name is Shixian.

This is his current identity.

His father Jia She served as the commander of Huaidong, Jingdong, Hebei soldiers and famous generals of the Southern Song Dynasty's anti-Jin Dynasty; his half-sister Jia, entered the palace in July (1231), and was favored by the current emperor, Song Lizong Zhao Yun.

As for the concubine who specializes in favor of the harem, he already knew that it was the beautiful woman he saw when he woke up. In the past half month, Concubine Jia left the palace and returned home three days later. In addition to herself, she would bring a ticket of imperial doctors and bags of various medicinal materials, and royal tribute tonics to see him.

Song Lizong Zhao Yun's favor for his half-father and cheap sister is evident.

I also know how I occupied this body.

Half a month ago, the Southern Song Dynasty had just released the Jinshi exam. His body passed the Jinshi exam and then feasted his relatives and friends in West Lake. Of course, these relatives and friends can also be called fox friends.

During the meal, Jia Sidao, who was half drunk, was excited and wanted to recite a poem on the flower shop, but when he saw a woman who was enjoying the scenery on the West Lake on the cruise ship, he was teased by the guard beside the woman and fell into the lake.

The next thing is much simpler.

Obviously, the wine pot took the life of his body. Of course, perhaps the wine pot didn't really take Jia Sidao's life, but it was the direct reason why Jia Sidao fell into the lake and died in the end.

Then, he, who should have been wandering souls, happened to have entered Jia Sidao's body, who had already lost his soul, and traveled through eight hundred years of time and space, Li Dai Taoshou became Jia Sidao.

Think about yourself in another time and space. He was born in poverty and was admitted to a key university with his own efforts. After graduating from university, he only took five years to become the regional boss of a multinational company. He then resigned and started his own business, started from scratch and started a company. In another three years, he became the youngest billionaire.

When he was proud of his youth, he was suddenly imprisoned and was imprisoned once. Three years later, when he returned from his own responsibilities, he realized that not only the company changed hands, but even the most beloved woman was taken over by his once most trusted brothers and partners.

Relatives and neighbors went from flattery to contempt and rolling their eyes, and all kinds of rumors filled with rumors. The elderly parents left for three years. He didn't even see the last side of his parents in prison.

Both people and wealth are empty, and the family is left alone.

After kneeling in front of the parents' monument for a day, revenge has become everything for me in the next five or six years. When I took back the company six years later, my former brother jumped off the building and died, and I was immersed in the joy of revenge, the woman I once loved the most sent me an email.

The next day, the headlines of major newspapers were the news that she committed suicide by cutting her wrist.

When he opened the email tremblingly, he only saw seven short words: "I do, I don't regret it!"

She was no longer willing to even pick up a pen to write a letter to herself.

Feelings are the most difficult thing in the world to figure out.

Although there are only seven words, it is enough to show everything in her heart.

Everything is over. Looking back, the brothers are gone and the woman is gone. If you want to be filial, even your parents leave with hatred.

He found that he seemed to have nothing but money. With physical and mental exhaustion, he handed over the company that had been lost and expanded several times to an independent professional team to operate it, but he traveled all day long and then plunged into the antique world.

Now that I have been thinking about it for two lives, eight hundred years later, I seem to have spent all my time and energy on intrigue and plotting, fighting against others, brothers, and the woman I love. I have been away all year round, and my parents who have raised me have never fulfilled their filial piety. I have been busy endlessly, but I have never really belonged to me.

My hands are dirty and my heart is tired.

I really don't want to live the previous life anymore.

After traveling through time, I was surrounded by a cheap sister who specialized in favor of the harem, an emperor as his brother-in-law, and a Jinshi status, but it also gave me another kind of relief, right?

However, can the Southern Song Dynasty, which has 40 years left to live, really give me a lifetime of freedom? Should I continue the freedom I want, or should I let go of my hands and feet to do something, "turn the tide down and help the building fall"?

In the chaotic times, can you really protect yourself and protect yourself?

...

"Young Master, Young Master. The Imperial Concubine has returned home."

A shout with a little anxiety and surprise immediately made the koi that was competing for food in the pond scatter.

Without looking up, Jia Sidao also knew who was coming.

Jia Quan, the servant beside him.

His grandfather was his grandfather's servant, and his father was his father's follower. In his generation, he naturally became his follower.

"I'll come back when I come back. Didn't she come back every three days? Is there anything to scream and scare my fish away?" Jia Sidao put down the green-glazed porcelain bowl containing the bait in his hand, clapped his hands casually, and said lightly.

Jia Quan, who was running over quickly, staggered when he heard Jia Sidao's words. He had been serving Jia Sidao for the past half month, and of course he was also following Jia Sidao before. Although he thought he had already made an appointment with the young master who had changed his temperament after his amnesia these days, he still made him messy when he heard the comparison between the imperial concubine and Yu'er.

That's the imperial concubine, not a cat or a dog.

"Young Master, the Imperial Concubine also brought the imperial edict."
Chapter completed!