At night, Qi Fei closed the doors and windows, untied her clothes, and she wrapped her white cloth around her chest. She untied it, and pulled out five layers layer after layer. The last layer of white cloth was untied. The two peaks on her chest jumped out like rabbits. She grinned and rubbed her ribs: "Your sister, just travel through time, and she was dressed as a eunuch. Just dressed as a eunuch. Or dressed as a man. No, the woman pretended to be a male eunuch. It's a fat man. I'm just betting with the fat man. See who can be fooled on April Fool's Day? Why are you helping him like this?"

Qi Fei sat down, rubbed her ribs and looked down at her chest: "It's too late for me to squeeze the ditch, so it's a pity that I can't show such a good figure."

When she said this, she looked around and saw that this was the palace, it was really the palace. The blue bricks on the wall exuded the smell of history: a very heavy and musty smell!

The jujube wood flower lattice window was covered with dark yellow straw paper. The decorations in the house were very simple, but each bed, one table and one chair, the bed was simple cypress wood boards, and the wood paint on the table was mottled. She couldn't figure out that the department that repaired things for others was so simple that she was so simple that she was almost simple.

She looked at the beautiful neutral face in the bronze mirror and couldn't help but sigh, but then she touched the blue and white porcelain hat stand and couldn't help but whistle: "This is all good things, but unfortunately I can't take it back to modern times... I missed it before, and I thought it was a fake." I couldn't help but think of it for the past five days. It was not until yesterday that she was sure that all this was not the fat man's fault, because every brick and tile here was real, a cup and a plate, and the scenes of thousands of people were surprised when eating.

The fat man has some money, but it is impossible to make such a big deal.

Then she really traveled through time.

After she knew this fact, she was extremely excited. If Xiao Jingzi hadn't been following her all the time, she would have gone around to take a look. Just kidding, this was the palace!

She wanted to do a big job all day long and was a real disciple, but the master refused to let her say that she was not good at craftsmanship. Now, she has entered the palace and can study those things carefully before they become antiques...

Thinking of this, her eyes lit up. Before, she had tried all kinds of effort to see the real good things. The good goods from the north and south had almost been released. It was difficult to see the real thing. She had to bring the earthy and fishy artifacts directly. Now, she had such an opportunity!

the next day.

Just as he was about to walk out of the big iron gate of Zhidian Prison, a man walked straight in from outside and walked to him. The tools in his hand fell down. Qi Fei jumped back and was still hit by a shovel.

Before Qi Fei could speak, the man's voice was soft: "One can be two can be three can't..."

"Thirsty? Or not thirsty?" Qi Fei's feet were so painful that she was not angry. She saw that there was no one else at the door and wanted to escape. Now that he was so moved, why did she get out?

The man squatted down and started picking up tools: "The mountains are wide and the road is far away and the water is shallow..."

Qi Fei didn't speak.

Just find it strange.

The man repeated it again.

Qi Fei looked around and said, "A red apricot tree is coming out of the wall?"

The man on the ground coughed heavily and his forehead turned red.

Qi Fei took a step back: "You recite the poem yourself, I won't disturb you."

The man looked up at her and expressed his serious expression: "A bolt from the blue..."

Qi Fei glanced at him sideways and took another step back. What's going on?

Looking at the man's straight eyes, Qi Fei murmured: "Hong Apricot is out of the wall?"

With two more bangs, the thing that the man had just picked up fell to the ground again, but he stopped talking, picked up the tool quickly and left in a hurry. Qi Fei felt that it was possible that he was scaring others. Yes, this man just wrote poetry and said it, and it didn't sound like a poetry.

She looked around and saw the unpretentiously high palace wall. She couldn't help but sigh that here, similar to prison, even if there was an opportunity for someone to pick up soap, she couldn't help but feel sad: "Who invented this eunuch?"

"Little House, what are you talking about?" Xiao Jingzi's voice sounded from behind.

"By the way, Xiao Jingzi, I want to go out for a walk, is it okay?"

"No, if you don't have a task, you will be punished when you come back."

"Isn't it a sweeping method? We'll just get a broom?"

Xiao Jingzi looked around in panic: "It won't work at this time. Everyone will go to have supper later. Also, what should you do if you are broken or lost?"
Chapter completed!