Chapter 2 Crown Princess Jing Yirong was in darkness and could not see her fingers. She was still conscious? Jing Yirong was shocked to realize that her body seemed to be in a closed space. She could not hear, see or feel time. There was no sense of time.
I just feel like she is still alive!
Slowly, she regained consciousness bit by bit. First she heard someone calling softly, and then she felt as if her body was about to be torn apart. She tried to open her eyes, but it felt too heavy, and finally she tried her best.
The strength finally opened up.
In front of me was the man's enlarged face, with white and tender skin, and a handsome face that reminded me of a young boy. I turned my head to the right with great effort, and finally saw a little bit of his handsomeness, and a little bit of gentleness and elegance.
, dressed in a white robe makes people feel too weak and not strong enough.
Wait, white robe. Jing Yirong blinked, back and forth several times, closing and opening, closing and opening again. As a result, the scene in front of him still did not change. Sure enough, he was still a man dressed in ancient costume. Looking around, Tan
Fragrant wood carvings, gauze bronze mirrors, she has traveled through time.
"Yirong, you finally woke up." The man's joyful voice came from above his head.
Jing Yirong closed her eyes again. Her name had not changed. Memories came to mind one after another. They were not modern times, but scenes of her own life in ancient costumes. After calming down, she traveled through time, and not only took over this ancient body.
Her body and even her memories exist in her mind.
Opening her eyes, she looked at the scholar-like handsome man in front of her. Such a gentle man was actually the current prince, her husband Nalan Qingyi.
"I'm very tired, you go out first." Jing Yirong said calmly. She needed to calmly sort out her thoughts and accept all the confusing fragments in her mind.
"But……"
"Get out." There was no room for refutation in the harsh words. The memory in her mind had already told Jing Yirong that this prince was obedient to his princess, and he loved her so much that he could not even say harsh words.
"You have to rest for now. I'll ask the witch doctor to come back and take a look at you later." Without waiting for Jing Yirong's answer, the man retreated silently, the joy on his face not diminishing.
Jing Yirong closed her eyes and remembered the moment she fell from the building. At that time, she thought she would definitely die. Unexpectedly, God actually gave her a chance to be reborn. Time travel? This kind of nonsense that she thought before would actually happen to her.
, well, if God doesn’t let her die easily, then she will live again.
The memories in my mind are pieced together bit by bit.
Now there are three parts of the world, Mingguo, Yubu and Dongxie. Mingguo and Yubu have always vowed to be incompatible and want to erode each other every second. Relatively speaking, Dongxie seems to be indifferent to the world, mainly because
There are too many mysteries in this country. They are good at Taoism. Just one square formation on the battlefield can make all the enemies disappear. It is precisely because of this that Mingguo and Yubu dare not provoke him. After all, magic is not human.
What can be overcome is that the leader of the Dongxie Kingdom does not have the ambition to dominate the world, and lives in peace and harmony with his countrymen while guarding his own land.
Unexpectedly, in an era that has not been recorded thousands of years ago, there was actually a person with the same name as her. Jing Yirong, who belonged to the Kingdom of the Underworld. She was named the Crown Princess a year ago, and she immediately transformed from a little sparrow among the people to a royal princess.
The golden bird, the prince of Nalan Qingyi Ming Kingdom is also her husband. He has a kind face and a soft heart, and is gentle and elegant. As a scholar, he is naturally rare. However, as the crown prince of a country, he is basically
It can be said that he is too naive and ignorant.
Otherwise Jing Yirong would not have been poisoned in her own palace. If she had not traveled through this body, she would have died. It's a pity that some information seems to have been lost, otherwise how could she not remember it?
What did Jing Yirong drink and eat in the end.
But now that she has traveled through time, she will not let anyone hurt her again. For the sake of this woman with the same name, she also wants to find the person who harmed her.
When Jing Yirong was struggling to sit up with his hands on his body, the door was pushed open again. Nalan Qingyi hurriedly stepped forward and thoughtfully placed a pillow behind Jing Yirong, "Why do you want to sit up just after you woke up?"
Already?"
"Only dead people lie down forever." Jing Yirong said without any emotion in her tone.
Nalan Qingyi was slightly startled and looked at Jing Yirong in surprise, as if he had not expected her coldness.
Jing Yirong faced him, "What? Is there something wrong with what I said?"
"No, no, I said something wrong." Nalan Qingyi immediately smiled softly on his face, lest Jing Yirong was a little unhappy.
Jing Yirong glanced sideways and realized that he had no royal aura at all and was just a scholar.
"Let the witch doctor take a look at you first," Nalan Qingyi turned sideways, and sure enough, there was a middle-aged man standing behind him. He lowered his head and respectfully approached and half-knelt on the ground, "Princess, please let me take your pulse.
.”
Jing Yirong stretched out her hand, her slender fingers were green and green, she was indeed her beloved concubine.
The witch doctor only tied a thread on Jing Yirong's wrist, and his expression became clear in a moment. He turned to Nalan Qingyi and said, "Your Highness, the Crown Princess's injuries have recovered, and the remaining poison in her body no longer exists. It's just that in recent days,
I have been lying down all the time so my body is a little weak. I need to get out of bed and walk more often. In a few days, I will be back to my former glory."
"Okay, that's good." The smile on Nalan Qingyi's face deepened, "The witch doctor's witchcraft is indeed effective. You can go down and sort out some health-building medicine for the Crown Princess."
"Yes, I obey." The witch doctor never raised his head to look at Jing Yirong from beginning to end, took his pulse and left the room.
Nalan Qingyi sat down by the bed and held Jing Yirong's hand, "Thankfully you are safe and sound, otherwise I would have been lonely for the rest of my life."
"I am not the only woman in the world." Jing Yirong smiled lightly, "Without me, there is no need to be so pessimistic."
Nalan Qingyi's hand added a little more strength, "How can you say that, Yi Rong? Don't you understand that I love you so much? I only love you in this life."
Her heart suddenly ached and Jing Yirong frowned. Was this the original Jing Yirong's reaction? Was she hurting for their separation?
"What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Nalan Qingyi immediately asked with concern.
Jing Yirong retracted his hand and shook his head, "No, I'm just thirsty."
Upon hearing this, Nalan Qingyi immediately stood up and brought a glass of water to Jing Yirong, "Drink some water."
Jing Yirong took the water and looked at it quietly for a long time before slowly saying, "Have you checked it?"
"Check?" Nalan Qingyi was confused.
Jing Yirong snorted coldly, "How do you know it's not poisonous?"
"No, I made this with my own hands." Nalan Qingyi vowed.
"So what did you make?" Jing Yirong handed the tea cup to Nalan Qingyi, "Have someone check it."
Nalan Qingyi was shocked again, and when he came into contact with Jing Yirong's unquestionable gaze, he took the tea cup in Jing Yirong's hand and drank it in one gulp. He stood up and filled another cup for Jing Yirong, "Don't worry now.
Do you want us to die together?"
Jing Yirong said nothing and took the tea cup and drank it. Maybe he was really thirsty and drank several cups without stopping. Nalan Qingyi did not complain about having to bring one cup after another to Jing Yirong's mouth.
"That's enough." Jing Yirong refused the cup Nalan Qingyi handed her again, "You go out first, I want to change my clothes and go for a walk."
"Okay." Nalan Qingyi walked out of the house obediently.
Jing Yirong put on her clothes and looked at the fragrant and beautiful appearance in the bronze mirror. Her name had not changed, but her face had not changed either. The delicate and beautiful appearance in modern times was now replaced by an antique pink and blue shirt.
She is extremely beautiful, except for the sharpness and fortitude in her eyes.
Opening the door, Nalan Qingyi was waiting at the door.
"Why are you here?" Jing Yirong was confused.
Nalan Qingyi touched her nose and said, "Nan Xian came to visit you. He is waiting in the hall now. It is convenient for you to come with me to have a look."
Nalan Nanxian, the second prince of the Hades Kingdom, was a good emperor's younger brother in Jing Yirong's memory, and he cared a lot about Nalan Qingyi, his eldest brother. Jing Yirong nodded lightly, anyway, sooner or later these people would come here.
Seen.
Nalan Qingyi hurriedly took Jing Yirong's hand and walked towards the hall together. Jing Yirong didn't let go because she could feel that this body was dependent on Nalan Qingyi's touch.
As soon as he entered the hall, someone came to meet him, "I came to visit my sister-in-law today. I didn't expect that my sister-in-law woke up."
"Thank you for your kindness, second brother. I am very happy that the Crown Princess wakes up. I originally wanted to inform my second brother, but I didn't expect that my second brother is already here." Nalan Qingyi greeted Nalan Qingyi with a smile, and he could see his respect for Nalan Nanxian.
enthusiasm.
Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Nanxian who was smiling, with a calm expression on his face, but he already began to doubt whether the memory in his mind was correct. Even though Nalan Nanxian looked harmless, his sharp eyes made people think that he was
Not simple, at least not a good brother figure.
When Nalan Nanxian saw that Jing Yirong didn't answer, he spoke again, "Why don't you speak, sister-in-law? Is it because you have been resting for a long time and your body is a little out of control?"
"No." Jing Yirong replied simply.
Nalan Nanxian did not ask any more questions, but turned around to Nalan Qingyi, "Brother, since my sister-in-law has woken up, naturally what our brothers said yesterday should not be taken seriously. You stay at home with your sister-in-law, and I will speak to the other brothers.
Just one word will do.”
"I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm afraid my brothers are going to complain again this time." Nalan Qingyi glanced at Jing Yirong and immediately turned away, his eyes flickering, not daring to look directly.
Nalan Nanxian waved his sleeves, "How do those people understand the deep love between eldest brother and sister-in-law? They only run to the Xiuxiang Pavilion every day and live in debauchery. Unlike eldest brother, you have been doing nothing except sister-in-law for so many years.
He has never taken a concubine, and although they laugh at him privately, who doesn't admire and envy him for his infatuation?"
Nalan Qingyi smiled shyly, "Second brother, you are serious."
Jing Yirong snorted coldly, is this man so simple and stupid? Can't you understand the meaning of Nalan Nanxian's words? A fragment flashed in his mind. In the past, Jing Yirong heard other concubines of the royal family laughing at Nalan in private.
Qingyi's incompetence and fear of his wife.
In this era, only women and power can prove a man's status. Jing Yirong could not tolerate marrying an incompetent man, so he stepped forward and said to Nalan Qingyi: "There is no need to break the contract. Since I am awake, I will go with you."