In the early Yuan Dynasty, a lifelong mistake

All the big families in the book were illuminated with luminous pearls, which seemed to be false. Lin Ao wanted to reach out to touch those flickering candles, but was stopped by Li Chonghan.

"It is recorded in the book that most of the ghosts and gods are incompatible with fire."

Lin Ao was held up in front of his face, looking at his enlarged eyes, feeling very uncomfortable.

"You think I'm a ghost?"

"Is not it?"

Lin Ao didn't answer his words, but frowned slightly.

"Now, what year is it?"

"Tianyuan 585 years."

"One more year..."

"what?"

"nothing."

Seeing that he didn't want to talk too much, Li Chonghan simply didn't ask him any more. He had brought Lin Ao back with his cuffs all the time, and he himself felt that it was very troublesome.

Looking around, I found a delicately embroidered purse.

Looking up, he saw Lin Ao looking at him with a smile, his face turned red.

"I've just turned 15, and a girl gave me a purse before? Sure enough, she's handsome."

Li Chonghan had no time to think about why he knew his age, so he put him in a purse and tied it around his waist, and hurried to the study.

Opening the purse, he saw Lin Ao's ugly face.

"What, what's wrong?"

"Shaking!"

Li Chonghan was stunned for a while, before he let out a short "ah?"

"Yes, sorry, I forgot, are you okay?"

Lin Ao originally wanted to raise his hand to rub his forehead, but found that he had more energy than strength, and was annoyed when he felt a slight tactile sensation from his head.

"Are you ok?"

"Ah."

"What book are you flipping through?"

After putting Lin Ao on the desk, Li Chonghan took out a book and flipped through it. There was also a blank notebook on his right hand, as if he wanted to record something.

"Look, see how to raise ghosts."

"Why do you think I'm a ghost?"

"It's not a ghost, what is that?"

Lin Ao thought about his abnormal situation for a while, but he really couldn't figure out how he became like this, so he simply stopped answering his words. For a while, the only sound in the study was the sound of flipping through books.

They returned earlier, Prince Ling's Mansion was still bustling with noise from the central courtyard, and there were vaguely babbling of actors, Lin Ao felt very depressed.

"Han'er? Still reading?"

Li Chonghan didn't know where to look, but was taken aback by the voice, stood up in a panic, and almost knocked down the chair.

The person outside the door pushed the door open when they heard the voice. It was a woman who was [-]% similar to Li Chonghan. She was well maintained and looked about [-] years old.

"What's the matter, I'm in a panic."

"Mom, is Daddy resting yet?"

It turned out that this was Li Chonghan's mother, Mo Qingbing.

"Not yet. There are still gatherings in the middle courtyard. Mother saw that the lights in the study room were on, so I came to have a look. Wasn't Wen Sheng (xing) entertaining you well? Why did you come back so early?"

"My cousin entertained me very well. I suddenly remembered that I hadn't done some homework, so I went back first."

"That's the way it is. Then watch it for a while, remember to rest early, so as not to hurt your eyes."

Mo Qingbing glanced inside, then turned and left.

Li Chonghan said "yes" respectfully and closed the door.

"Who is the province of Wen?"

"It's Big Brother Mo at today's dinner party. He is my mother's nephew. His name is Mo Wenxing, and his name is Mingsheng. He is the grandson of Taiwei Mo, and he is very doted on."

Lin Ao was puzzled, since he was his own cousin, why did he look so unfamiliar?

"Captain Mo, he doesn't agree with my mother marrying my father."

I see.No wonder Li Chonghan only mentions his mother briefly in his biography.

"What were you looking at just now? So scared?"

"Here, here, the ghosts described are scary."

"I'm not scary?"

Li Chonghan nodded solemnly, Lin Ao suddenly wanted to reach out and pinch his face, and he really did.

"Ok?"

"Yes, I can feel it!"

Li Chonghan seemed more surprised than Lin Ao, almost jumped up.

"Could it be that I sucked your yang energy?"

Li Chonghan felt it carefully.

"I'm fine. It's definitely not like this. Maybe, maybe you're getting better by yourself."

Lin Ao lowered his hand, he could extend his hand out of the wine glass, but he couldn't go out with his whole body, it was somewhat inconvenient, and he didn't know what was going on in reality, he was a little depressed.

This Li Chonghan is different from what is recorded in his life, but he also has a different feeling. In any case, in front of Lin Ao, he has changed from a person in a book to a living person. However, it may be a dream Woolen cloth.

"In a few days, the emperor will have a general election."

"I worry about my sister."

Lin Ao ignored him, but he seemed to be talking to himself.

"Back then, my sister wanted to enter the palace. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse? Although my cousin treated us very well when he was young, he was still the emperor. After becoming an emperor, there is no mercy. If it weren't for my father... "

"This can't be said nonsense."

"I'm just talking about it in front of you."

Inadvertently, the tone was a little coquettish, but neither of them noticed.

"I found that your dress is so strange, your hair is so short, has it been cut?"

"Ah."

"The body, the hair and the skin, are subject to the parents, how can they be cut?"

Li Chonghan's tone was not angry, but rather curious, which was very satisfactory.Lin Ao's tone couldn't help being softer than before.

"We're all like that over there."

"Oh."

No longer talking, Li Chonghan continued to lie on the table and read the book, as the content changed, even his breathing became short and fast and sometimes seemed to hold his breath, which was very funny.

The middle courtyard was already quiet, and occasionally I heard the noise of a few servants. It was already extremely cold, and Li Chonghan tightened his shoulders after sitting for a long time.

"Let's go back."

"Ok?"

"Going to bed too late at night is not good for your health. Besides, the candle is so weak that it hurts your eyes. It's cold, so it's better to go to bed early."

"Oh."

Li Chonghan responded, stood up and put the book on the shelf, but pulled out another notebook.

"what is this?"

Li Chonghan scratched his head in embarrassment, "I don't have anything to do on weekdays, so I just write some words, all of which are on it."

Lin Ao's eyes brightened. This is a good thing. No matter how many words there are, they are still incomplete. Moreover, according to historical records, all of Li Chonghan's early words were lost and not handed down. He is quite lucky.

"Are you still writing?"

Li Chonghan was not used to people staying by his side when writing lyrics, and his eyes were a little embarrassed, "Yeah."

"Let me see when you finish writing."

"it is good."

Lin Ao leisurely stayed in the cup watching Li Chonghan study ink, dipped in the ink, and picked up the pen.

But I don't know what happened suddenly.

As soon as the words "Go back to come" fell, Lin Ao felt an uncomfortable feeling all over his body, just like the chaos when a person who is asleep is about to wake up.

"Let's go back." After the three words fell, Li Chonghan suddenly felt an inexplicable emptiness, and it was too late to sign his name. When he turned his head again, the figure in the cup had disappeared.

He picked up the cup in a panic, looked left and right, but he couldn't see it.

"Lin Ao? Lin Ao! Lin Ao? Where are you? Lin Ao!"

Li Chonghan felt anxious for the first time, but still, no see.

"Fuck! Lin Ao, you finally woke up, if you don't wake up, we will send you to the hospital!"

It was the bluffing voice of the third child.

Lin Ao rubbed his head and looked around, he was on his own bed.

The second child and the third child looked at him from the sidelines, showing concern.

"I am fine."

"It's fine, we're scared to death. When you come back, you're lying on the table, and you can't wake up no matter how much you shake, so I have to put you on the bed. Are you okay?"

"It's okay." To be precise, he is still in a very confused state.

"You are looking at this, what is this?"

"do not move!"

The second child's hand stopped for a while, and it took a while before he uttered, "Ah?!"

Lin Ao thought, maybe he overreacted.

"Yo, not bad, it's still written with a brush."

The third child also leaned over and said in surprise.

Lin Ao closed his eyes, he clearly remembered that it was the typeface commonly used in books, brush?impossible.

"Che, it turns out that this is the only one written in calligraphy. It's really strange. Li Chonghan, so you like him?"

The second child clicked his tongue a few times and threw the book into Lin Ao's hands on the upper bunk.

"Hey, let me say, how did you get me up? It's almost two meters to say the least?"

"Sleep like a pig, no matter how much you toss and don't wake up, it's not easy to get it."

The third child didn't want to talk anymore, so he swayed to his desk and read the novel with relish.

The dormitory returned to silence. Lin Ao looked at the poem written in calligraphy, but never dared to turn it back.

It was no longer possible to use dreams to define what happened to him. Although Lin Ao didn't believe in ghosts and gods, he had to face up to this matter. He touched the writing on the title page and climbed out of bed.

"What time is it?"

"Fuck?! What time is it? Lin Ao, you have traveled through time, but you still haven't woken up. It's already seven o'clock, and the boss hasn't come back yet. Maybe it's a date. Hehe." Lin Ao shut the third son's loud voice. close your eyes.

Laughed twice, seeing that no one paid attention to him, he went to read again.

Although the boss is the boss, he is the smallest in the dormitory. He has a baby face and always smiles. Lin Ao snorted coldly in his heart. If the boss is looking for a girlfriend, he would rather believe that the boss is looking for a boyfriend. up.

It's seven o'clock, and he opened the book at two o'clock, and he doesn't know how the time is calculated. Could it be that he has really time-traveled?

Touching his chin, Lin Ao went to the bathroom to wash his face, then sat down at the desk and looked at Gao Dai.Tomorrow, there are two high-substitute classes, so I have to preview first. I'm not smart, what should I do if I can't keep up with the rhythm?

He actually forgot about it.

"Lin Ao! Lin Ao..."

In his sleep, Lin Ao not only frowned, Li Chonghan was looking for him?In any case, he probably won't try again, and he will buy a new dictionary another day.

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