After fetal transfusion: Huang Ama, your royal mausoleum has been stolen

"Is there something on my face? Mr. Xue has been staring at it." If eyes could hurt, Xirui felt that she was already covered in bruises at this moment.

Xue Jing still didn't look away at all, and said clearly every word, "This is the imperial palace, the residence of the emperor."

It is also a declarative sentence, without any hint of hesitation.

"I guess it's because the eleventh girl has a distinguished status. She can enter and leave the palace as if she were in a deserted place." Xue Jing was not stupid. All the weird feelings before were all connected at this moment.

Xue Jing finally stopped staring at Xi Rui's eyes and began to scan her whole body.

It's not that I haven't been surprised by her outfit.

It's just that before, Xue Jing thought that he had been taken to a place that had nothing to do with the original place.

No matter how weird it was, it was suppressed in my heart and I didn't ask rashly.

But the palace walls, houses, and furnishings he saw today all gave him a feeling of being unfamiliar yet slightly familiar.

"Does Miss Eleven know about my Song Dynasty..." Xue Jing turned around and looked at Xi Rui again, his eyes burning, filled with blazing hope.

Xi Rui didn't expect that his perception could be so sharp.

This was a big thunder, and she hadn't figured out how to dismantle it safely.

[How can an eleven-year-old be so smart? 】 Xi Rui was worried that she couldn't even fool a child?

Is there any reason!

Sa Huan'er's 066 never dared to run far, just spinning around and playing.

Discovering the stalemate here, he quickly slid over and asked, "What's wrong with him?" 】

With Xue Jing as the center, observe ​​degrees around.

"Looking at the girl like this, you should know it, right?" Xue Jing saw that Xi Rui didn't speak for a long time and already guessed it.

The Song Dynasty did exist in this world.

It's just that it should have existed before, but now...

"You still can't hold on?" In just one sentence, Xue Jing's mental state declined seriously, as if his energy and energy were drained away in an instant.

"Obviously we successfully broke through." Xue Jing was no longer obsessed with getting an answer, more like venting, "But the reinforcements did not come."

"The armaments are seriously damaged, there is insufficient food and grass, and there are no reinforcements..." Xue Jing seemed to have lost his strength and could no longer hold on. He staggered back a few steps, "We did not hold on."

"Third uncle, eldest uncle, eldest brother... dad... are all gone."

066 stopped circling suddenly and returned to Xi Rui quietly.

[Didn’t we take him out to relax? Why does this still arouse his sadness? 】066 Bump Xirui.

Xi Rui sighed, she didn't want to either.

Ever since she learned that Xue Jing came from the Song Dynasty, Xi Rui had a premonition that this day would come.

I wanted to give him some time to buffer, so that he could slowly digest the pain of the death of some relatives.

Too bad the plan didn't keep up with the changes.

This time point is too sensitive.

Conflict is inevitable unless he is kept in space for the rest of his life and is not allowed to contact the outside world.

[Forget it, relaxing can only make him temporarily forget those sad things, and it will only cure the symptoms but not the root cause. ] Xi Rui picked up 066 and cleaned up the dead grass she brought into the pulley.

[Like now, it might be a good idea to make him feel uncomfortable all at once. 】After being sad, if you get through it, you will become a good man again.

Xi Rui hugged 066 as if they were comforting each other.

Seeing Xue Jing's appearance, I felt a little unbearable.

"Everything is gone." Xue Jing's voice became softer and softer, until he muttered, "My Da Song... is gone too."

He slowly retreated to a big tree, leaning on the tree to barely stand.

"What about now? When is it? Who are you?" Xue Jing leaned back and once again faced Xi Rui and 066 in a defensive posture.

Based on Xi Rui's knowledge of the Song Dynasty, Xue Jing speculated that this should be the dynasty after the Song Dynasty.

The national situation of the Song Dynasty was complicated, and it was at war with the Liao, Xixia, and Jin countries.

None of them are fuel-efficient lamps, and Xue Jing is very concerned about them.

"How many years after the Song Dynasty is it now? Who is sitting above the palace? But it's me... Han..." Xue Jing asked this question with difficulty, feeling violent vibrations in his chest and blood rising.

He followed his father and brother to the battlefield at a very young age. Like those passionate men, his lifelong wish was to drive the aliens out of the Central Plains and regain the lost territory.

Now it seems like a big dream that has taken him across many years.

Is it just for him to give a testimony?

Xue Jing really couldn't accept it.

066 was completely infected by Xue Jing's emotions and buried himself in Xi Rui's arms, unable to bear to look at it anymore.

Xi Rui thought for a moment and finally decided, "We are in the Qing Dynasty now, more than five hundred years apart from the Southern Song Dynasty."

After saying so much, Xi Rui finally responded, and Xue Jing listened very carefully at this moment.

"Southern Song Dynasty? More than five hundred years?" If the Song Dynasty is not the Song Dynasty, why are there still divisions between the north and the south?

Xue Jing did not rush to ask, he waited for Xi Rui to continue.

Xi Rui answered the two questions that were relatively easy to answer, and the other questions were ridiculous.

But she was embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

As Xi Rui's silence lengthened, Xue Jing's heart dropped little by little.

Leaning against the tree and stretching his hands and feet, Xue Jing took a deep breath and said, "Since Miss Eleven hasn't decided how to answer yet, let's wait until the girl is willing to tell her."

He probably knew in his heart that the truth was not what he expected.

Xue Jing also backed down when the critical moment came.

"Let's go back." Xue Jing was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery anymore, nor did he want to enjoy the garden of someone's house.

Xue Jing waited for Xi Rui to take him back into the system space.

He regained some strength and took a few steps forward on his own.

"Dong~dong~dong~" The sound of the bottom of the flower pot stepping on the cobblestone floor reached this corner.

Attracted the three people here.

066 didn't pay attention for a while. The person coming had already walked around the rockery behind and was approaching here.

It was too late to check who was coming.

From Xue Jing's angle, he could see the approaching crowd at a glance.

The place where they stayed was a visual blind spot, carefully selected by Xirui. It was easy to see the outside from the inside, but difficult to see the inside from the outside.

She never thought that this place could be a pit.

Just after listening to 066's report, Xue Jing, who followed the direction and saw the coming person in advance, had already rushed out.

"Golden Man." Xue Jing took out the self-defense fruit knife again and rushed straight towards the group of people near the rockery.

And among that group of people, the first ones were Kangxi and Xiao Tongjia.

That unique money rat tail has been deeply engraved in Xue Jing's heart and is indelible.

When Xi Rui turned around, she only heard Xue Jing utter two words through gritted teeth.

There was a thump in my heart, and there was only one thought left, 'Thunder exploded! ’