After being forced into the palace, I became the tyrant's favorite

Wen Yao mumbled a few times in a daze, then yawned, and Ye Chu asked, "Do you want to sleep?"

"It's okay, just a little dizzy." Wen Yao said.Rested her head on his shoulder.

"Are we going directly to the south?" Wen Yao asked, "Will we pass by Nanzhou?"

"Yes." Ye Chu said.

He also knew that Wen Yao was busy opening branches some time ago, and presumably several stores opened in Nanzhou.

"Since we can pass by Nanzhou, let's go to the No. [-] branch of Minshifu." Wen Yao whispered: "I wanted to visit Nantong at first, but I thought we would not go out for sightseeing."

"Go if you want, it won't take long." Ye Chu rubbed his hair, "And the specific location has not been found yet, we have to stay here for a few days."

"Why don't you take it as a play?" Ye Chu smiled lightly.

Wen Yao pinched his face, kissed him on the side, and then said sleepily, "I'll sleep first."

Ye Chu wrapped his arms around him and said, "Go to sleep."

Wen Yao closed his eyes and hummed in a low voice.

Seeing that someone was asleep, Ye Chu told Wang Cai to drive slowly.

Wen Yao had a dream. He saw the mother of the future generations again. The mother was not crying outside the ward, but was sitting in the ward with a laptop in front of her, typing something. He wanted to go and see, but Just took a few steps, but was suddenly separated by a light.

So, he peeked from behind instead, but the computer screen was protected by a faint halo, like looking at flowers through fog, making it hard to see clearly.

He thought of several ways, but he couldn't see clearly what was being written on the computer screen.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside, and Wen Yao saw his brother striding in from the outside, his brother's voice was still as clear as he remembered, "Mom, you have been writing for three hours ,It's time to rest."

"No." Mother Wen said without raising her head: "Yaoyao is almost 22 years old, and there is not much time left. I have to hurry up."

When the elder brother heard this, his expression was serious, he came behind her, and raised his hand to rub her forehead.

Wen Yao didn't understand what they said, and was about to continue listening, but the scene suddenly changed drastically.

There is no longer a modern building in front of him, but an ancient city wall. There are catapults and a large number of archers under the city wall. Someone shouted something. He followed the source of the sound and saw a dazzling light shining in the sky. The light green light, the beams of light made him feel extraordinarily familiar.

Even the scene here was very familiar to him, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while. At this moment, a soldier in armor ran to him in a hurry and passed through him. Wen Yao After being stunned for a while, but unable to react, he quickened his pace, trying to find Ye Chu.

In a moment of confusion, he saw the two sides fighting, one side was holding high the "Chen" flag, and the other was holding up the "Zhou" flag.

Wen Yao was taken aback, could it be that Da Chen and Da Zhou started fighting?

Soon my mind was eroded by another picture, which was also familiar, the scene of Ye Chu's death in a dream that I had only dreamed about a month ago, the same scene went through my mind three times, each time Wen Wen Feeling scared for a while.

Ye Chu fell down in front of him, and he was lying in a pool of blood. This scene continued to overlap and intertwine, making him want to scream.

With his heart pounding like a knife, Wen Yao knelt down on one knee, clutching his chest/mouth tightly with one hand, and resting his forehead with the other, breathing heavily, his heart ached like a fireball rolling past.

The sweat on Wen Yao's forehead dripped down his wrists, and he forced himself to calm down, but the rapid movement of his heart, one sound after another, was powerful, and the bang bang bang was so real.

He was about to look up, but the scene was reversed again.

In front of him is no longer the snowy velvet meeting, the sky full of blood, and the fiery battlefield, but the dilapidated corner of the courtyard, surrounded by a few dilapidated tile-roofed houses. Wen Yao looked around and then retracted his gaze. Then a [-]-year-old boy ran out. He ran very hard and staggered, like a child who stole an adult's shoes, but he had a smile on his face.

The smile was very pure and untainted by anything. Wen Yao had a good impression of those clear eyes. He took a closer look and suddenly noticed something was wrong. This child looked very similar to him.

Could this be when the original owner was young?

He couldn't help thinking this way, and quietly followed the boy, watching him run through the stone arch to a small hole, Wen Yao raised his eyebrows, could it be that he wanted to get out from here?

However, after waiting for a while, I only heard the boy speak in a voice that didn't match his age. The voice was a little childish, just like the voice of a child of a few years old, as clear as moonlight.

Wen Yao found it strange that the voice did not match his appearance, and the voice of this person was very similar to his voice in later generations. Frankly speaking, the voice of the original body was very similar to his original voice.

"There's no way here either," the boy whispered.

He poked his head out and looked around the entrance of the cave, then carefully stretched out his hand, looking from Wen Yao's direction, he should be looking for something.

Wen Yao didn't say a word, quietly watching what he was looking for, seeing the boy fumbling here and there, Wen Yao suddenly realized that the boy was looking for a way out.

But why did you come here to look for it?

Doesn't he know that there is no way out here?

Wen Yao couldn't help thinking.

Maybe this person is not the original body, otherwise how could he not know the way out of the house, and judging by his behavior, the more he looks like a 15-year-old boy, he looks like a little boy who hasn't grown up.

He couldn't help guessing, could it be that someone had passed through this body before himself, who would that person be?

At this time, there was movement on the wall, and Wen Yao and the boy looked up together, only to see a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy flying down from the high wall, with a stern face, and his facial features were close to those of an adult.

The man fell beside the boy, his arm was injured a bit, and his clothes were soaked in a large amount of blood. When the man saw the boy, he was taken aback for a moment, and then slid down against the corner of the wall.

The boy groaned a few times before slowly approaching him and asking, "Ah, what a cool person, did you fly down from outside just now?"

The indifferent young man didn't want to talk to him at first, but seeing the innocent curiosity in his eyes, he couldn't help joking with him, "I flew in from outside, who are you?"

Judging by the attire of the person in front of him, he should be a servant of the mansion.

"My name is Wen Yao, what about you?"

The boy opened his mouth, and Wen Yao, who stood aside and watched the interaction between the two, was stunned. He never thought that this person would be himself!

He shook his head quickly, maybe it was just that person inherited the memory of the original body, he tried hard to convince himself not to make a fuss, not to panic.

The young man looked at him, as if judging the authenticity of what the man said, he waited for a while and said, "My name is Ye Chu, remember."

"Wild...pig?" The boy murmured inarticulately.

Ye Chu was not angry but was amused. He slowed down his tone and taught him to read word by word, "Ye——Chu——"

"Grandpa—pig—"

Ye Chu corrected him very patiently, "It's Ye Chu."

At this time, he saw a few dead branches scattered on the ground, so he took a dead branch and wrote on the ground, "Can you read?"

"Yes." The boy puffed out his chest and said, "Mom said that smart children can write, so I can too."

"Really?" Ye Chu patted his head, took a dead tree branch and wrote in the mud a "leaf character", the boy hurriedly clapped his hands and said, "Brother's writing is so beautiful, but what kind of character is this? Yaoyao Do not understand."

"This is the word Ye, the leaf of the leaf, do you understand now?"

The boy's eyes were wide open, full of confusion. After a while, he followed Ye Chu's lead and picked up a dead tree branch, and wrote the word "leaf" next to the word Ye Chu had written just now. The boy seemed to have never written such a word before. , crooked like an earthworm, the boy finished writing, and asked full of puzzlement: "Why is my brother's writing better than mine?"

"However, my mother said that it would be nice for me to write my own name."

The boy smiled and wrote his name in front of Ye Chu as if showing off. The two well-regulated Jian Wenyao, Ye Chu didn't understand, but he still imitated the strokes he had written just now, and wrote Wen Yao again. It caused the boy to shout happily, "Brother is so smart, he will be able to do it in a while."

Ye Chu smiled at him, and was extra patient with the boy, teaching him how to write Chu characters.

Standing in front of them, Wen Yao felt a throbbing pain in his head. Countless sporadic pictures flashed in a hurry, including mother and father, and having a high fever when he was young, and being kicked in the back of the head with a football. There are two words that I always wrote down in my notebook when I was very young.

When he was a child, he often had a cold and a fever, and every time he had a fever, he would feel groggy.

At this time, he saw his mother rushing to the hospital. The doctor came out of the ward. His mother rushed up, stopped the doctor and asked, "Doctor, is my child okay?"

"Is that the boy in this ward?"

Mother Wen nodded immediately.

"It's burned to 42 degrees, and the consequences will be unimaginable if it is later."

"Is the child all right now?"

"It's all right." The doctor said, "Go in and watch, and be careful not to catch cold again."

"Okay, thank you doctor."

Mother Wen hurried into the ward, and Wen Yao was the only one in the ward.

His young body was lying motionless on the hospital bed. If it weren't for the pulse rate displayed on the instrument, Mother Wen would have been crying so hard.

Wen Yao frowned slightly, he didn't seem to remember these things happened before.

I just remember that my mother once said that when he was six years old, he had a high fever, which lasted for half a month, and almost burned his brain out.

Wen Yao shook his head, and the scene changed to the boy and Ye Chu again. The two seemed to be more acquainted than before. The boy grunted twice. He looked at Ye Chu's wound and said, "The teacher said, the injured The wound had to be bandaged, but I didn't have a bandage, so I had to try it with clothes."

He tore off some corners of his clothes vigorously, tied them around Ye Chu's arms, and tied a newly learned bow. He said proudly, "This looks pretty."

"Ah."

"Is brother hungry? I'll go find something to eat."

"Where are you looking for a servant?" Ye Chu held him back.

The boy looked back at him with puzzled eyes, "Yaoyao is not a servant, Yaoyao just lost his way, is brother also lost?"

"No...not lost."

"As long as you don't get lost, I'll go get some steamed buns first." The boy ran away quickly as he said that.

Wen Yao looked carefully at Ye Chu at this time. The Ye Chu in front of him was less cold and steady as an adult, but more clear and clear, which made people want to be nice to him.

When the boy came back, he had a few cold steamed buns in his hand. After a few mouthfuls, he couldn't eat any more. "The food here is too bad."

"You eat this steamed bun every day."

The boy shook his head, "I didn't eat it all the time, I just started eating it when I arrived here recently, the rice and meat I ate at home before.

After the two of them finished eating the cold thick noodle steamed buns, they chatted one after another. The boy was interested in everything, and would ask questions when he heard something he didn't understand.

"Mom said that good children should not be picky eaters, but the steamed buns are too unpalatable. I will ask my brother to eat good ones when I earn money later."

Wen Yao pursed his lips and said.

Ye Chu responded with a smile.

Looking at the very warm scene, Wen Yao was shocked when his heart was pressed down by a huge stone. It turned out that he had been thinking about who the person Ye Chu met four years ago, but he never thought that the person was himself. .

That is to say, he has worn this body before?

Then what factors lead to him transmigrating into this book?

Wen Yao made a new discovery.

Wang Cai stopped the carriage. They found a nice inn and planned to rest for a while. Ye Chu held Wen Yao in his arms and took them to the guest room on the second floor. Seeing what Ye Chu and Wen Yao looked like, they just thought they were the master and wife of some family background.

After returning to the house, Wen Yao also woke up from the dream.

He couldn't calm down at all.

It turned out that he had seen Ye Chu when he was very young, but why did he come to this novel, and it is impossible for this novel to be serialized when he was six years old, right?

Or is the timeline in the book different from the real one?

In reality he is only six years old, but in the novel he is already 14 years old.

In other words, there was a full seven years difference between him and this book?

Wen Yao thought for a while and still couldn't figure it out.

In addition to the different timelines, there should be other factors that are different, so what exactly will it be?

That high fever caused him to damage his brain. What happened now was just his imagination?

Wen Yao felt that it was impossible.

This novel is not finished yet, and he discovered it by accident, so why did he suddenly see it?

And he came here as early as when he was young, but he couldn't read any novels at that time, that is to say, he came to this world unintentionally through a dream?

So what is the bridge between the two?

When did the author start writing this book?

He didn't know all of this.

He only took a few hours here before going back, but half a month has passed in the real world, which means that the time in the real world passes faster than this world.

Wen Yao vaguely opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was Ye Chu's handsome face, he couldn't help hugging her and kissed him on the lips.

Ye Chu smiled and said, "Why are you so active?"

"Just figured out one thing."

"I figured it out, you actually love me very much?" Ye Chu smiled at him.

Wen Yao nodded slightly.

Ye Chu smiled brighter, "I love you Yaoyao too."

No matter the past, present or future, I only love you.

作者有话要说：后面接近十万字应该是这文的重中之重了，我希望能好好写完，不把腰子和褚哥写崩。这几章节奏比较快，下一章就能见到褚哥师傅了，然后大概很快就能找出内奸了。目前可以猜猜他们能查出是谁散步的传言？感谢在2020-05-0114:38:13~2020-05-0214:05:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Qingjiu 2;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Qingjiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!