The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

In the early years of Yuanjia.

In winter, the snow is falling, covering the cornices and tile roofs made of glazed tiles. Inside the vermilion palace walls, the eunuchs and maids hold their breaths and walk vigorously and steadily.

From the winter solstice to the Spring Festival, there is a holiday of more than one month. The palace also prepares the decorations for the Spring Festival early. There is a harmonious and prosperous scene everywhere, decorated with vermilion festive objects, and the palace people wear new clothes. Made clothes, all faces beaming.

The inside of Yingzhulou, which passed through the walls of Daodao Palace, is no longer festive at all. Yingzhulou is located in a remote place, mixed in a remote corner between the former court and the back palace. It is even less populated.

Outside the door, two maids in palace attire were sitting at the door chatting and chatting, opening their ears from time to time to listen to the movement inside.The room is warmed by the charcoal fire, and the room is a little dark against the dim light. On the bed in the room, a young man is sitting upright, with his eyes blank, staring straight ahead.

When Bai Lin woke up, it was already noon.

He sat up from the bed and saw the snow outside the house pushing the branches straight down. He could still hear the crisp sound of snow falling on the ground from time to time. He was wearing a silk robe and smoothed out his loose long hair. The suppleness of the silk, it seems that the owner of this body is from a good background.

It was snowing heavily outside the house, but the house was not cold at all. He looked at the furnishings of the room. Although there were not many valuable ornaments, there was a bookshelf in the corner, which took up half of the wall. It was full of books of various colors. He opened a few books. , Most of them are those that literati love to read, and there are also some history books of previous dynasties.

The owner of this body is not only of good background, but also seems to be a handsome gentleman.

Bai Lin held back his breath, and quickly entered the role. This time, he didn't need to remind him, the system automatically entered all the memories into his mind, and unconsciously he completely regarded himself as the original owner.

[Every action on this plane must conform to the original owner's personality, otherwise the task value will be deducted. 】

"Come here." He held the teacup, and slowly poured the crisp green tea into the cup, his dignified posture seemed to be a bit of a gentleman.

"Master, you are awake." The maid Zhu Zhi hurried into the room, followed by a young girl who didn't look very old.

"How long have I been asleep?" Bai Lin asked nonchalantly.

"In less than an hour, the slave girl didn't come to call you because she thought you had to rest a little longer." Zhu Zhi was articulate, and answered straightforwardly, but the girl behind her seemed submissive.

"I won't eat you again, what are you afraid of?" Bai Lin narrowed his eyes and pretended to joke.

The girl was even more frightened by this, and just as she was about to shrink her waist back, she was pinched by Zhu Zhi, and a Ji Ling rushed forward a few steps, noticing her mistake, she was so frightened that she wanted to kneel on the ground.

"Master, you have misunderstood. This Zhu Ning has not been serving you for a long time, and he is timid because he is not used to it. Please don't be offended." Zhu Zhi kicked Zhu Ning with a small step that seemed to hate iron and steel.

"Just get up, those who don't know think I'm bullying the little girl." Zhu Ning's appearance definitely doesn't look more than twelve or thirteen years old.

In modern times, a girl who has just graduated from elementary school at the age of twelve or thirteen is living a carefree life under the protection of her parents. There is no need to bow down to a man like she is now.