My Empress is My Bad Girl

warmth.

This is Zhao Yuanjing's first feeling after being conscious.

He opened his eyes.

What you see is the clear blue sky.

The strands of white clouds are floating in the sky.

He raised his hand and placed it in front of his eyes, with even fingers with distinct joints and a green finger.

It's his own hand.

He frowned, supported the ground with one hand, and sat up.

He found his clothes wet.

Could it be that he failed?

He did not go to the world where Yun Dai was, but was washed back to the shore by the sea?

Looking around since Zhou, it is indeed the beach.

The sea hit the shore, making waves.

He was sitting on a rock surrounded by raised reefs of various shapes.

It's not like the ice sea in Beiqi at all.

Mainly it is too warm.

Even though he was drenched, he didn't feel cold at all, instead he felt a little hot.

This is by no means the warmth, or even the heat, that Northern Qi should have in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month.

Zhao Yuanjing was perplexed, and suddenly felt something hard under his hand.

He grabbed it casually and found that it was a rectangular, flat black object with a smooth surface like a mirror.

Zhao Yuanjing didn't know, so he pressed it casually, and the palm-sized object suddenly lit up.

A picture appeared before his eyes.

It was a face exactly like him.

Just dress up, a little weird.

Snow-white face, red lips, slightly coquettish eyebrows, and long silver hair.

Zhao Yuanjing subconsciously touched his head, grabbed a strand and looked at it.

Still black hair.

What's happening here?

There are still some words on the picture. He tossed over and looked at it for a moment, flashing in his mind, and suddenly remembered something Yun Dai had said to him—

cell phone.

It's palm-sized, flat, and has a screen.

A small machine that can take pictures, make phone calls, and do a lot of things.

Is this the phone that Yun Dai said that fascinated countless people?

He watched it curiously for a moment, then suddenly realized.

what.

If this is the mobile phone that Yundai said, doesn't it prove that he has come to her world?

This is her world?

No wonder the climate and scenery are all different.

Zhao Yuanjing stood up happily.

"...Look, there!"

"Gosh, I found it!"

"Found him!"

"Everyone, come here!"

There was a loud shout, and then messy footsteps.

Zhao Yuanjing turned around and saw a group of weirdly dressed people rushing towards him.

There are men and women.

Only two thin pieces of cloth were hung on several of the women, and the exposed large areas of skin were dazzling in the sun, which shocked Zhao Yuanjing.

Several other men, some in trousers and short shirts, and some wearing only a pair of obscene trousers, with their upper body naked, barefoot, bald...not to say that they are all naked, or have a little hair...monk?

Zhao Yuanjing stood there blankly, bewildered by this weird world.

Could this be Yun Dai's world?

No wonder she is so strange.

It turns out that people at this time are all like this.

A woman running at the forefront came to him, grabbed his arm and panted and said, "Zhao, Zhao Xiaojing, what are you going crazy? The activity is well attended, why do you want to jump into the sea? Do you want to die? "

Zhao Xiaojing?

Zhao Yuanjing blinked, thinking that this woman might have admitted the wrong person.

In all likelihood, Zhao Xiaojing she said was the silver-haired boy in the picture on the phone screen.

Unexpectedly, the boy looked so much like himself.

Being unfamiliar with the place of life, Zhao Yuanjing sensibly did not directly deny it.