Fast time travel tricks to death system

Xiao En didn't say a word, and Zhou Ming also became quiet at the moment.

"Hey... Xiao En, don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with Tianzun."

"I know." Xiao En's chin rested on the top of Zhou Ming's head: "You're right, I'm just jealous."

Hearing Xiao En admitting that he was jealous, Zhou Ming couldn't help but feel complacent. He finally succeeded in making Xiao En admit his feelings for him.

"It's not in vain to make you jealous. Let's go." Zhou Ming took Xiao En's arm.

But when Zhou Ming put all his heart on Xiao En, Xiao En looked at Zhou Ming without a trace of affection in his eyes.

Feng Quan fled away the moment Tianzun spared his dog's life. When he fled, he didn't forget to take the vanity order away. Zhou Ming ordered Feng Quan's house to be burned down. When they arrived at Liuyun Pavilion, Concubine Ming was resettled.

After Concubine Ming died, he investigated Feng Quan thoroughly.

This Feng Quan was old man Feng's brother back then, both of them were very similar in character and appearance.

However, he studied medicine alone, and wandered around the rivers and lakes alone. For decades, Feng Quan wanted to know the secrets in Tianyin Pavilion. Kill her to silence her.

What he can't get, no one else can get it.

This flamboyant order was given to her by Concubine Ming's uncle back then. At that time, she just thought this jade pendant was beautiful, but later she realized the importance of this jade pendant.

Zhou Ming handed over the order of vanity to others for her sake, and Concubine Ming couldn't blame Zhou Ming. In short, even if the order of vanity was not in hand, no one else would try to deal with them for the sake of the order of vanity.

Zhou Ming fell asleep drowsily, with Xiao En by his side.

In the past, his energy was all on the task, but now his energy is all on Xiao En.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Ming was lying on the bed. He hadn't fallen asleep yet. He picked up the pillow, got out of bed and climbed onto Xiao En's bed.

He said with a bitter face, "Xiao En, I have insomnia."

Xiao En opened his eyes, he moved a seat for Zhou Ming, Zhou Ming immediately lay down, and he said: "Xiao En, back then I thought you had the effect of calming the nerves, I don't have to worry about sleeping with you insomnia."

"Really?" Xiao En didn't turn his head, Zhou Ming felt that Xiao En's tone was not normal, and he asked, "You, still hate me?"

Zhou Ming was almost driven crazy by Xiao En's nervousness. Every time he was alone with him, he always felt that Xiao En was unpredictable.

Sometimes treat him very well, but there are waiters...

"How could it be?" Xiao En finally turned around, hugged Zhou Ming, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

Only then did Zhou Ming relax, and he closed his eyes.

Xiao En moved his fingers to Zhou Ming's body, and tapped his acupuncture points as before.

At that time, in order for Zhou Ming to sleep well, he stayed up by his side every night.

It was also at that time that someone always wanted to break into their room in the middle of the night, and he later found out that that person was the current Eighth Prince.

The eighth prince was not aggressive towards Zhou Ming, he just wanted to take a look at his thirteenth brother.

That night, the eighth prince and Xiao En sat together, the eighth prince looked at the bright moon, and he said: "I never thought that Thirteen would keep you by his side."

Xiao En was only responsible for Zhou Ming's safety, but he didn't dare to do anything to the Tenth Prince.

"When I hugged him back then, he would still call me brother, but now that he is older, he is farther away from me." The eighth prince picked up the jug: "In this palace, I only regard Thirteen as Brother, if it wasn't for Thirteen, I would have been killed by my mother and concubine."

The eighth prince tasted the wine, and the wine filled his heart with sorrow, but nothing could relieve his sorrow.

When he was strangled by his mother and concubine and was about to suffocate, Shisan stumbled in and asked his mother and concubine for some pastries.

His concubine shoved him under the bed and smiled at Shisan.

Concubine Ming came in from the outside, she hugged Shisan, talking to his concubine mother, he could only see the outside through the crack under the bed.

Suddenly Thirteen got down on his knees, and his bright eyes met him.

Without Thirteen, there would be no him. Without Zhou Ming's knowledge, the Eighth Prince had already regarded his life as more important than his own.

It was because of this that when he finally competed for the throne, he deliberately lost and made Thirteen perfect.

His attachment to the throne was originally his own desire, but later, he felt that the throne was not that important, so he gave up the idea of ​​fighting for the throne.

After the Eighth Prince left, Xiao En returned to the bed, and his desire to protect Zhou Ming became stronger.

Xiao En was afraid of being abandoned. He was abandoned by his parents when he first made a sound, and he took care of the fisherman. Later, the fisherman couldn't afford to support the child, so he wrapped him in rags and threw him to the corner of Tianchan Temple for several months.

If the monk sweeping the floor hadn't heard the child's cry, Xiao En would have froze to death there.

In the temple, since he was a child, he was the one who was rejected. How much he wanted someone to appear by his side and talk to him.

Let him feel no longer alone, he is afraid, afraid of being alone, but even more afraid of being abandoned.

Zhou Ming made him feel that he was no longer alone, that he was also an ordinary person.

When he dedicated everything to Zhou Ming, he sent him to hell.

Qiu Dan soaked him in the medicated bath every day, his body became a container for Qiu Dan's eggs, and he could feel the wriggling eggs in his body.

He has to experience the pain of broken bones every month. This kind of pain is something he will never forget in his life.

He stayed in Xueyuan Mountain for five years, and every day was so hard, let alone five years.

In the past five years, he exhausted the last strength in his life.

Even though Zhou Ming came to pick him up, he treated him very well and even said that he liked him.

But he was tired, and he didn't want to believe any words. Now he just wanted to keep this bit of tenderness, so that they could have memories of each other.

In his sleep, Zhou Ming came to a special place, surrounded by white walls, and there were two mirrors in front of him. His face was not shown in the mirrors, only his body.

In the mirror on the left, what emerges is that he is wearing modern clothes, with a watch on his hand, capri pants, and a blue T-shirt.

In the mirror on the right, what emerges is that he is wearing an ancient costume, holding the jade flute given to him by Tianzun in his hand, and he is wearing a white robe.

No matter how he moves, the people in the mirror will sway with him.

Zhou Ming touched the blurred face on the mirror, why did he see this in this place.

Before, he always felt that Tianzun had admitted the wrong person, even though he was indeed familiar with Yudi.

One is modern and the other is ancient, but all his memories about people have disappeared.

Is he really Lianer that Tianzun said?

Still saying it was just a dream.

"Owner……"

"Who?" Zhou Ming turned around, but there was no one around.

"I'm Jones, have you forgotten me, master?"

"Jones?" Zhou Ming didn't remember who he knew about Jones, let alone this man called him master.

"It seems that you really forgot." Jones sighed, and he continued: "Master, I am the jade flute in your hand."