Time travel has no future, the peasant girl just wants to farm and get rich

Su Youjun stepped out of the carriage, as if he were stepping onto a completely unfamiliar land. The dust hit his nose, and the years blended into his breath.

She walked slowly through the crowded streets, feeling confusion and doubts in her heart.

Every corner is filled with the atmosphere of the royal capital, and the bustling market exudes a sense of authenticity, bustle and life.

Su Youjun looked at the expectant and uneasy crowd around her, and she put aside the doubts and confusion in her heart.

In this royal capital, she will be a brand new self and will face unknown challenges with a brand new mentality.

She took a deep breath, straightened her chest, and began to walk towards the unknown future.

The bell rang in the distance, which was the call of fate to him.

Su Youjun bid farewell to the carriage team, turned to face the bustling crowd, and steadily integrated into this strange but familiar royal capital, opening a new chapter for himself.

Feeling his heart beating up and down, Su Youjun tried his best to calm down.

"Isn't it just that you broke into the palace secretly late at night? How excited are you!"

Patting his beating heart, he kept walking closer to the imperial city.

Su Youjun's heart was filled with longing for his parents and anger towards the emperor. He decided to sneak into the palace, find the emperor, and ask why his parents were taken away.

Although he knew that this was a dangerous adventure, the worries deep in Su Youjun's heart prevented him from retreating.

When night fell, there were many guards in the palace, but this could not stop Su Youjun's determination.

She put on black men's clothing, tucked all her hair under a black hat, wrapped a black cloth around her nose and mouth, jumped over the wall lightly, and entered the forbidden area of ​​the palace.

He carefully avoided the patrolling guards, walked through the darkness, and gradually approached the emperor's palace.

Finally, Su Youjun arrived in front of the emperor's palace.

Just as he was about to walk in, he felt a sharp breath, which was a danger signal coming from the emperor's side.

He knew that he was about to face a fierce battle.

The moment Su Youjun entered the palace, a man in black stood in front of him.

The man was tall, with sharp eyes, and held a long black sword in his hand.

This is an outstanding master!

"Miss Su, long time no see!" the man in black said coldly and respectfully. There was helplessness in his voice.

Su Youjun held the sword in his hand tightly and stared at the man in black firmly.

"Anichi? Is that you?"

"Why did the emperor capture my parents? I want you to tell me the truth!" Su Youjun's voice revealed endless anger and unyielding determination.

The man in black smiled awkwardly and said lightly: "Miss Su, are you qualified to know the emperor's decision? If you want to know, go in and ask the emperor yourself! He has been waiting for a long time."

"You bastards, I get angry when I see you. I heard that your martial arts are very good."

"Miss Su won the award, it's just so-so."

"so so?"

Su Youjun's eyes flashed with fierceness, and he took a step forward without fear, preparing to start a contest with the man in black.

The swords of the two men intertwined, making a sharp clashing sound. Their figures shuttled back and forth in the palace, their swords shining like lightning, and their sword shadows flying.

Su Youjun's swordsmanship was proficient and sharp, but the man in black was an experienced master. His attacks were as turbulent as waves, leaving Su Youjun passive.

As time passed by, Su Youjun felt that his strength was gradually failing, and his breathing was rapid and unsteady. The man in black's offensive became more and more fierce, and he seemed to have the upper hand.

"Miss Su has made great progress in martial arts in just a few years. An Yi really admires her." An Yi said respectfully.

This lady has been in seclusion for two years, but in the end she still can't beat the people around him?

So how high is his martial arts?

Su Youjun gritted his teeth, the anger and determination in his heart making his eyes shine with endless light. He stood up resolutely and faced the man in black again.

Sword light intertwined with sword light, and the offensive of the man in black gradually slowed down. A glimmer of victory flashed in Su Youjun's eyes.

Unfortunately, Su Youjun's sword was shot down by the man in black, and Su Youjun could only stand there in submission.

"You actually let yourself go. Forget it, I can't beat you. I found that your martial arts are really strong."

"An Yi, why did he kidnap my parents? Can you tell me the truth?" Su Youjun's voice was full of urgency for answers.

An Yi whispered helplessly: "Miss Su, the emperor has been waiting for a long time. If you want to know, just go in."

"Then why were you looking at me just now?" Su Youjun said speechlessly.

"The Emperor asked An Yi to check on the progress of Miss Su's martial arts after she abandoned him for two years to go into seclusion."

"What does abandonment mean? I have already rejected him. I am not the queen.

Forget it, it’s useless to ask you, I’d better go in and ask the real owner! "After that, he quickly walked to the emperor's palace.

"Farewell, Miss Su!" After saying this, a gust of wind blew by, and An Yi disappeared in place.

Su Youjun looked at the palace in front of him, which was called Tianwei Palace. It was majestic and awe-inspiring.

At the entrance of Tianwei Hall stand two towering bronze doors. The doors are engraved with patterns of mythical animals and auspicious clouds, which already indicates the noble status of the hall.

When the door opened, what was revealed was a double dragon bronze scale, covered with white jade, like a knight inlaid in the palace, leading people into the palace.

The huge royal bed in the center of the main hall is shaped using the method of the Eight Immortals Stepping into the Clouds, and the carved beams and painted pillars are inscribed with poems.

The imperial bed has a towering and solemn appearance, carved with numerous phoenixes, auspicious clouds and dragons. Under the sunlight, the golden light shines, making it extremely gorgeous.

The feather curtain tassels set at the head of the bed hang down like a waterfall, and soft light flows through the glass windows wrapped in colored silk, giving the entire bedroom an ambiguous and warm atmosphere.

The walls in the hall are covered with precious ancient paintings. One of the huge screens is painted with the Three Envy Pictures, which depicts the blending of mountains and seas. On the other screen, there is a long description of the world's objects calmly and independently being swallowed up by the Hongyuan. .

Above the bright yellow and gorgeous background on the wall of the palace, there is a row of graceful twin tower patterns, which symbolizes the emperor's rule and belief in the world.

On the left side, there are complex instruments of geography and astronomy that are rare in the world. They are used to display the changes in world affairs and the honor and disgrace of the royal family, which inevitably conceals the chaos.

Su Youjun looked at the corner of the emperor's palace with a dumbfounded expression, shocked by the luxury here.

As dusk deepened, the candlelight in the palace swayed, casting a soft light and shadow.

Yan Mingjue sat quietly on the bed, frowning slightly, his thoughts drifting away.

For two years, he has been missing that unique existence, the person who made his heart flutter and could not be forgotten.

At this moment, a figure slowly walked into the bedroom from the door.

Yan Mingjue's eyes lit up instantly, and he immediately recognized the person.

Jun'er, two years of separation made him cherish the person who abandoned him even more.

Her appearance is still as beautiful as a fairy, but she has a more mature temperament.

When the other party looked into the room, Yan Mingjue stretched out his arms, hugged her tightly, and carefully observed her changes.