"Hmph..." A groggy feeling lingers in her mind and lasts for a long time. Chen Jiao shook her head with great difficulty, trying to make herself clear. After opening her eyes with great difficulty, she entered the goal. After a closer look, she found that it was a lifelike vermilion phoenix carved on top of her head, a pattern on a beam and pillar. The very classical structure made her feel a little nervous. On weekdays, she could only see this kind of ceiling when she went to the Buddhist temple. Although she knew that this could not be called a ceiling, there was no other word to call it within her limited knowledge. The excessive visual impact made her lying motionless in her wakeful posture.

What happened? She thought to herself that she remembered that she was playing computers at her own home. By the way, she was playing computers.

Then...

The weather was not good, so she didn't go out and played Tetris at home. Because the Chinese New Year was coming, her parents were running around for the matter of checking out at the factory at the end of the year, so she was just entertaining herself at home. Later, Jingjing asked her to go out to buy clothes, and called her, and then she leaned against the window to answer the phone. When she answered the phone, she reached out to turn off the computer that was turned on. At that time, the thunder broke out, and the thunder seemed to hit her.

I hit me! When I recalled this, Chen Jiao sat up immediately. Oh my God, I was hit by thunder! I checked my hands, feet, and body left and right. Well, it was not charred. I touched my face and my skin was pretty good.

fortunately!

After a long breath of relief, she slowly realized something was wrong with her head. Her head was a little heavy, and she reached out to touch her, why was it hollowed out? Also, when did her hair grow so long? The clothes on her body, the long sleeves fluttered, and the texture...

The clothes had no buttons, and their eyes spread from their upper body to their feet. Although they didn't want to admit it, the things they saw in front of her gave her a terrible guess. This was obviously an ancient costume.

She immediately jumped off the thing she was lying on, stood on the ground, and carefully observed the place she was now. The tall pillars stood in the hall where she was now, with a grand golden dragon on it. Just now, she leaned against the couch-like utensils, and the veils drifted in the room and arranged copper utensils in a staggered manner. All of this told her that she was in a very classical and classical place now. If she was willing to admit that she was actually in a gorgeous ancient palace.

Holding the last glimmer of hope, she trembled with her hand and picked up the only carved bronze mirror in the entire palace. What did she see when she looked at her face? The bronze mirror was not very clear but faithfully reflected everything that was illuminated. She was as beautiful as a picture, with her two red lips lightly opened, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and her beautiful nose tip flashed gently because of the owner's rapid breathing. This face would not be worse than any modern film and television star. However, this was not her face. What she saw in the mirror every day for the past 20 years was not this face.

"How could this happen?" She was stunned on the spot for no reason.

"Empress, Empress, it's not good." A voice woke her up from the distance from near, which was a face full of panic. The facial features, which were not very beautiful, were even more distorted at this moment. She held Chen Jiao's hand tightly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty He..."

The palace maid who had never known her name had no chance to finish the following words. A loud footsteps then rang out, and a group of people came in. They were all wearing ancient clothes, and one of them was holding a roll of brown silk cloth in his hand.

"Queen Chen, accept the order." A sharp and harsh voice shouted. Before Chen Jiao could express her curiosity to the owner of the voice, she was pulled down by the woman beside her. The result of the woman exerting too much force made Chen Jiao's knees sting.

"... The queen is confused and confused by the witch and cannot bear the will of heaven. She has her seal and ribbon, and then she retires to Changmen Palace." After coming back to her senses, Chen Jiao heard this sentence. What? Changmen Palace?

Chen Jiao's surname is Chen and her name is Jiao. Of course, she has some knowledge of the deeds of Empress Chen, who is the same name and surname as her in history. After all, since she learned about Empress Jiao's existence, she has been joking by a group of friends around her because of this.

A golden house hides a charm, and an emperor's unfaithful heart leaves an idiom that makes men in later generations think and beautify each other.

So, am I now the Gillian, Empress Chen of the Changmen Palace? Chen Jiao obviously couldn't accept this speculation, and her face immediately turned gray. This expression was very consistent with her current identity. The eunuch who sent the order looked at her white face with understanding, sighed, and said, "Empress, please follow me to the Changmen Palace. Your Majesty said that you will not be wronged."

"I..." Chen Jiao looked at the eunuch stupidly, unable to say anything, and her thoughts were extremely confused.

"Come here, help the empress pack up. Also, all the people in Ganquan Palace were taken to Tingwei Mansion and handed over to Lord Zhang Tang for disposal." The eunuch who sent the order seemed to have completely lost the ability to react to the incident, and thought it was a big blow, so he commanded it. After all, the emperor was still waiting for him to reply.

"Yes!" As the soldiers coming from the eunuchs answered in unison, Kong Wu was powerful and did not care about the beauty at all. He rudely took away the palace maids and eunuchs in Ganquan Palace who had already become frightened birds. Tao howls burst into tears one after another, and some people lost their minds and resisted. However, it was just forcing these soldiers to move heavily in Ganquan Palace. After shed some blood, what should be left still had to leave.

"No, don't touch me. Empress, save me." The palace maid who had been holding Chen Jiao's hand struggled in vain. Finally, the sergeant forced her fingers to be opened and dragged them away. Her shrill cry kept echoing in the empty Ganquan Palace. Chen Jiao could not react without looking at all the chaos in front of her. It was not until she was sent to the Nagato Palace that she fell asleep on the soft soft couch of the Nagato Palace.

"She didn't react?" the man asked in a low voice. His face appeared and disappeared under the reflection of the candlelight, and his handsome face was full of gloom.

"Yes. But... the empress seemed to be quite frightened and was in a very panic state. She immediately fainted after arriving at Nagato Palace." The eunuch who had just passed the order answered carefully, observing the face of the man in the upper position with his eyes calmly.

"Is that?" the man was silent for a while, and his thumb unconsciously stroked the beads on his hand, and said, "You have done a good job in this matter. I remember you for your achievements."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After everyone left, Liu Che murmured to the beads in his hand, "If Gillian is married, he should store it in a golden house..."

Tangyi Hou Mansion

"Destroyed Queen? Really? Your Majesty has really issued an order?" Liu Piao, the eldest princess in the Tangyi Marquis' Mansion, roared in disbelief, "Impossible, Jiaojiao, why didn't I notify me?"

"All the people in the Queen's harem were taken to the Tingwei Mansion, so..." The eunuch who reported the news was innocently enduring Guantao's anger while reporting back.

"It's impossible that there is no news." Princess Guantao no longer had her former demeanor. She walked back and forth in anger. The stroking of her clothes showed her anger at this moment.

Pingyang Hou Mansion

"Your Majesty Deposed the Queen?" While Liu Piao was angry, Princess Pingyang, who was the same eldest princess, and the sister of Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che, looked at the eunuch who reported the news with joy.

"It's true. The Empress has moved to Changmen Palace. However, Your Majesty also ordered that you must not be wronged, so all the daily expenses of Changmen Palace are comparable to those of Zhaojiaofang Hall."

"No matter how beautiful the cold palace is, it is still a cold palace." Princess Pingyang scoffed at the news added by the eunuchs.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

In the fifth year of Yuanguang in Emperor Wu of Han, the thunderstorm on July Yisi on July 19, accompanied by everyone except Ah Jiao, staying up all night. The joys and sorrows of the families were seen equally by the cold moon above Chang'an.

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Chen Jiao leaned against the pool and washed her long hair. She loved cleaning, and after she came to ancient times, she had to take a shower and shampoo her hair almost every day. However, this long hair made her so annoyed that she wanted to cut it off immediately. Unfortunately, she picked up scissors several times and was stopped by people around her. Because everyone was always taking care of her hair, she was too lazy to cut it after a long time. And in this simple washing, she also experienced the so-called royal style. Every time she wanted to take a bath, it was not like in the costume TV series, people carried a wooden barrel and then she got in. Instead, there was a large bath pool filled with hot water with moderate temperatures, which allowed people to swim comfortably.

Chen Jiao studied it carefully and found that there was no passage in the bathtub that was the same as outside. Did so much hot water be transported by manpower? Although she was curious about this, it was difficult for her to find the answer, because no one in Nagatomiya dared to talk to her. Every time she asked anything, she answered her, the faces of people were afraid of being terrified.

Looking at the stable water surface quietly, Chen Jiao reached out and touched her current face. Of course, the bronze mirror could not faithfully reflect what it shone like the glass mirrors of later generations, so many times Chen Jiao could only look at her current self through the stable water waves.

Unlike. Logically speaking, when Empress Chen was deposed, she should have been 30 years old. Why did she look no different from before? Is this the so-called royal maintenance secret recipe? Chen Jiao can only think of this answer in her head.

In fact, the day when her soul enters Queen Chen's body, the body changes. The longer she stays in this body, the closer the physical age of this body is to the actual age of her soul. In other words, Chen Jiao's body has now retreated to the way Queen Chen was when she was 20 years old.

Chen Jiao, who came to this world in a daze, didn't know this, and she didn't have the maid of Queen Chen before, so she would think that Queen Chen used to be like this.

"Huh~~~" Chen Jiao sat by the pond, sighed a long time, comforted herself, "Forget it, don't think about it if you can't figure it out."

She kept slapping the water with her feet, splashing white water. The warm water waves grew higher and higher, and finally sprinkled on her face, making her thoughts gradually clear.

Liu Che looked through the layers of curtains and watched the blurry and familiar figure playing in the pool, and his face became very deep. At this time, the Changmen Palace Annunciation Cheng Shouqi, who was serving the side, asked nervously: "Your Majesty, is there anything wrong?"

"No, nothing." Liu Che turned his head, his face turned cold like frost and said, "You have served very well."

"I dare not be praised by Your Majesty." Shouqi's face showed a flattering smile at the right time. When he was ordered to be transferred to the Changmen Palace to serve Empress Chen, he thought his future would be over. Unexpectedly, the emperor seemed to be very concerned about the deposed queen, so he immediately had the intention of helping the queen in time, intending to please the queen well and wait for her to return to the palace again.

"I'm back to the palace. If you serve the Empress well, I will naturally not treat you badly." Liu Che ordered, and he glanced at the shadow in the distance and turned around resolutely.

Outside the palace, the sun was setting red. Liu Che stepped onto the carriage, looked at the Changmen Palace, which was shining like bloody sun and the afterglow, and silently said in his heart: Gillian, goodbye.

At this moment, Chen Jiao had just come out of the pool, and the palace maid put on a light yellow silk-faced brocade robe for her. Chen Jiao carefully observed the way the palace woman tied her clothes, wanting to learn to dress herself as soon as possible. Under the service of the palace maid, after dinner, it was her "free time to relax". She pulled up her dress, walked to the orchid platform, and sat down on the railing. In the sunset, a picture of the beauty leaning on her hair, with her hair hanging down on the railing, drifting with the evening breeze. Chen Jiao looked at her long wet hair and finally could understand what the ancients said, "After washing, leaning on the river tower alone" was.

Changmen Palace is in the southeast of Chang'an City. There are no big rivers or big rivers around it, so naturally there are no thousands of sails. However, as long as you go slightly westward, you can see the towers and palaces that are rising and falling in Chang'an City from afar. I guess that is the center of this empire, the person who was loved by the original owner of this body, where is it. Which one is more sad, "A thousand sails are not there" or the end of the world?

If he hadn't come, what would the poor Empress Chen feel like whenever he looked at the Weiyang Palace here? Chen Jiao used her fingers to combed her long black hair and thought in her heart. The talented and stubborn Emperor Wu of Han was just a man who was unfaithful.

To this day, Chen Jiaozhe has no idea why she came to this world so unlucky, and why she entered Queen Chen's body. It is true that the queen's appearance is many times more beautiful than her, and her identity is many times higher than her, and her material enjoyment is even better than her born in the 21st century. Although the boiled food in the Han Dynasty was not very satisfying, the taste of boiled food and clothing in the Han Dynasty was a place like a grave. As the eunuch who sent the order said, there was nothing short of food, clothing and expenses in the Changmen Palace, and everyone serving was able to do their best. The Changmen Palace official Shouqi often asked her for this kind of thing with a flattering smile, and the carefulness made her very uncomfortable in this kind of enslavement. However, over time, she had become accustomed to freedom and found that the Changmen Palace was just a cage to create exquisite cages.

Although she once thought about whether to invite Emperor Wu of Han to come and see him and tell him that he was not his queen. But when she thought of the consequences of confession, she couldn't help but feel numb. To put it bluntly, Emperor Wu of Han believed it, but judging by the reputation of this gentleman in history, she would most likely be imprisoned in the palace forever, devoted herself to the future of the Han Dynasty and died. If he didn't believe it, then she, the deposed queen, would have settled into the reputation of the madman, and would probably be regarded more strictly by others.

But if she doesn't want to leave, would she have to wait for death in this small world in the future? She uses her great years to wait for someone who will never come? She fully inherits the fate of Chen Ajiao and spends her life? But what if she doesn't? Can she escape from the most magnificent bird cage in the world? That's impossible. How could a former queen in the cold palace leave here without the emperor's permission?

"I saw Wei Rui raise Cuihua and try to open a golden house to sweep the flowers in the courtyard. Suddenly, the palace maid sent a letter and said he was lucky to Princess Pingyang's house." Unconsciously, he remembered Liu Yuxi's "A Jiao Resentment". Chen Jiao now understands why there are so many women in the harem. Because the palace is a huge net, the only way to break free from it is the emperor's vague and unreliable favor. Unfortunately, Chen A Jiao is blocked even his only way out.

If we follow history, she, Chen Ajiao, should have lived in this Changmen Palace for another twenty years, and then died in a silence in the decay of the family. If she did nothing, she would have 20 years of such morning and evening waiting for herself to slowly endure. In such loneliness, she might die earlier than Jiao in history. Chen Jiao thought to herself mockingly.

"What should I do?" Chen Jiao asked herself, she must come up with a solution and must not stay in such a place for the rest of her life and serve as a burial for this body.

"Empress, Empress..." A slight but strong voice sounded in my ears, and Chen Jiao was stunned for a moment. Since entering the Changmen Palace, although there are many servants and palace maids around me, the eunuchs' voices are always a little sharp, and the palace maids' voices are even more delicate. Now, when I suddenly heard such a voice, Chen Jiao couldn't react for a moment.

Looking in the direction of the sound, Chen Jiao was surprised to find that the sound was actually coming from a decorative Danfeng stove in the palace where she was. She gently buckled the outer wall of the vase and immediately heard the sound speak again.

"Empress, turn Feng's mouth left and then right." After hesitating for a while, Chen Jiao did as hesitated.

To her surprise, when she completed this action, the floor in front of her began to sink quietly, revealing an authentic shape. Due to the craftsmanship of the maker, this tunnel exit of about one square meter is difficult to be discovered. From the tunnel, a very handsome boy emerged, yes, a boy about seventeen or eighteen years old.

"You, are you?" Chen Jiao looked at him in surprise.

"Little Dong Yan, kowtow to the Empress." The man who claimed to be Dong Yan gave a big gift to her.

When Chen Jiao heard this name, she felt dizzy. Isn’t Dong Yan the mistress of Princess Guantao? Why is it here?

"You, what are you?" Chen Jiao asked stupidly.

"The young one came by the order of the princess. This is the letter from the princess to you." Dong Yan presented the letter obediently. At this time, the paper had just been invented and was still very rough. The common writing tool was bamboo slips, and wealthy families would also use silk. Dong Yan presented the best white silk.

For Chen Jiao, who is from the Chinese department, although it is a bit painful to read official script, it is still within an acceptable range.

Fortunately, I am a good kid who studies hard, otherwise I would immediately become illiterate when I arrived in the Han Dynasty. Chen Jiao was glad while reading the letter.

"Good, my son, I'm worried about my mother hearing that you have retreated to Changmen Palace. All the capable people around you were killed in the street market. Unfortunately, your father was also sick and had less help. My son must know that in the harem, the emperor's favor is the most impermanent, and you cannot be spared because of your status. Moreover, you have not given birth to a son for many years, but the people in Weiyang Palace have three daughters on their knees. This child is a big trouble. However, now I have gained the position and my Chen family has made a lot of efforts.

Moreover, when the Empress Dowager was in court, I also protected my mother from many ways. Now I have been married to you for ten years, and this relationship cannot be eliminated for a while. For the sake of this, I can only use the support to understand the truth and the friendship that has been formed to move me with love. I have received a great fu from Sima Xiangru, a talented man from Western Sichuan, and I will choose an appropriate time to offer it to Your Majesty. This may temporarily win his heart. However, after my son returns to the palace, he must not do the same old spoiled temper again."

Seeing the complete letter, Chen Jiao kept sighing in her heart, "I feel sorry for parents in the world!"

It’s just that Princess Guantao’s painstaking efforts were in vain. The role of "Changmen Fu" is very limited. It is said that the story of using a long fu to win back the emperor’s wishes is just a beautiful fantasy of the literati. In fact, Emperor Wu of Han never looked back.

"Even if a thousand golds buy Xiangru Fu, who can tell me about this love..." Unconsciously, the words and sentences from Xin Qiji's "Moyuer" were chanted, and Chen Jiao kept sneering in her heart.

She gently pushed the letter back to Dong Yan, looked at him, and said, "No need to bother. Even if he sent the "Qingmen Fu", he would not change anything. If Leng Yue of Nagato is really the last destination that His Majesty wants to give me, then anything else would be useless. If he could change his mind easily, then he would not be Liu Che."

"Empress..." Dong Yan, who was shocked by Xin Qiji's words, wanted to say something else, but Chen Jiao waved his hand and stopped him.

"What's going on with this authenticity?" Chen Jiao ignored what he wanted to say and asked what he was most concerned about first.

"Ah, this is a broken Taoist temple leading to the water of the outer minister of the palace." Dong Yan was drawn away by Chen Jiao, "Because the princess gave it to His Majesty, so..."

"Oh, so that's it." Chen Jiao knew for the first time that Nagato Miyamoto was the property of Princess Guantao. However, now being used to detain her daughter, this is really ironic to Princess Guantao.

"You go back. I understand." After knowing the answer she wanted, Chen Jiao no longer wanted to be with Dong Yanxu. After all, she was not the real Queen Chen, and many of the words became more and more wrong.

Dong Yan didn't expect that he would only get such an answer when he came here. However, looking at Chen Jiao's appearance and didn't want to say anything to him, considering her identity, she should not say too intimate words to her, so she could only bow and leave. However, she was thinking about how to report to the princess when she returned. It seemed that the princess had to write a letter to persuade the empress in front of her. After all, the Tangyi Marquis' Mansion and her wealth and wealth in the next few decades were all maintained by this empress.
Chapter completed!