After being read by the First Emperor, I became the favorite of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 42: Second time travel, meeting again as a boy
In 2023, the ruins of the ancient city of Xianyang.

A strong wind suddenly blew, and in the originally quiet forest, a girl wrapped in a thin cloak and wearing a long skirt suddenly appeared.

Yun Jiao felt dizzy for a while. She opened her eyes in a daze and looked around. She noticed a bag dropped on the ground and recognized the pendant on it. She was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly came back to reality.

She subconsciously turned her head and looked behind her.

It was a Qin Dynasty stone tablet that had gone through 2000 years and became dilapidated.

The words on the stone tablet are clearly visible——

"My wife Jiaojiao has been here for [-] years. If she hears about this monument, my heart will be at peace."

The familiar stone tablet was different from the confusion she felt when she saw it for the first time. When she saw this stone tablet for the second time, Yun Jiao felt a sore nose and tears suddenly blurred her eyes.

After a moment, she remembered something and quickly took out her mobile phone from her bag on the ground and checked the time.

Only a few hours have passed here.

Yun Jiao's face was slightly dazed.

Was it Huang Liang Yimeng? But the clothes she wore told her... what she experienced and what she saw... was not Huang Liang Yimeng.

She had met the one emperor in history, the famous Great Qin Zulong.

They once embraced each other under the moonlight and danced a waltz that did not belong to that era.

He would kiss her eyebrows and call Jiaojiao in her ear.

Thinking of Ying Zheng, Yun Jiao quickly turned on her phone and Baidu mentioned his name.

There is no change in the profile found. The Qin Dynasty died in the second generation, and there is no record of her in history, as if she had never appeared.

Yun Jiao took a breath.

Why...why hasn't it changed...

Yun Jiao returned home in despair, took a shower, changed her clothes, noticed the Pisces jade pendant, and her face moved slightly.

The color of the Pisces jade pendant was darker than before, as if it was overdrawn.

Yun Jiao touched the jade pendant and was stunned for a while. She suddenly remembered something and quickly changed her clothes. Regardless of how late it was, she picked up a flashlight and mobile phone and hurried out -

She drove back to the ruins of Xianyang City and came to a dilapidated palace that had turned into ruins. She closed her eyes and walked somewhere looking for the direction in her memory, and then stopped in a corner.

Buried here is the history of various countries that she spent many years compiling into volumes. She and Ying Zheng buried it together.

Yun Jiao took a deep breath and slowly squatted down to move the rocks in the corner. However, she found that there were traces of tampering here. She suddenly panicked and subconsciously turned on the flashlight to look into the hole.

Empty.

Yun Jiao pursed her lips.

Did these things not exist at all like her, or had they been moved away.

Gathering her thoughts, the little girl returned home dejectedly. She spent the next few days in despair, until one day, she received an anonymous package.

The courier asked her to sign for it.

Yun Jiao looked outside the house through the window vigilantly, and after confirming that the courier was not a fake, she breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door and signed for the package.Finding that the weight was not light, he dragged it into the house and carefully opened it, and found that it was one bamboo slip after another.

The bamboo slips have shrunk so much that you can tell how old they are at a glance, but I don’t know what method was used to preserve them so well that the words on them can be clearly read.

It is a history of the Warring States Period written by her.

Yun Jiao recognized it and couldn't help but feel a sore nose.

She has existed, she has existed in history.

Then, as if remembering something, Yun Jiao quickly checked the express delivery and found that all the sender's information was anonymous, which made her heart move.

Who sent the courier? How did that person know that there was a history book in that place?And do you know her home address?

Is it...

An idea suddenly came to Yun Jiao's mind, but after a moment she smiled bitterly and shook her head.

It's impossible. If it's really him, then why hasn't the entire history of China been rewritten.

Forget it, as long as the things are still there.

At the same time, in an apartment on the top floor of a hotel, a slender man was watching the surveillance of an intersection through a computer.

A small person walked out of the surveillance camera and dragged the heavy express delivery inside.

Seeing this, the man slowly closed his computer, took out an antique mobile phone, and made a call.

Not long after, the phone was picked up - "Hello?"

A deep male voice came from the other side.

"Boss, I have already delivered the things you asked me to deliver to that little girl."

"Well, thank you very much."

"Going through all the trouble to get me back from abroad just to dig up a bunch of tattered bamboo slips for her?"

"That's not junk, that's her hard work."

"Boss...is she the person in your dream?"

"...Yeah. Help me pay more attention to her. When I come back from abroad, I will give you a holiday."

"okay!"

……

After sending the bamboo slips to a professional institution for cultural relic restoration, Yun Jiao started to get busy.

She returned to her archaeological life of two o'clock and one line of work. Only in the dead of night would she look at the long skirt with a long skirt in the room in a daze.

Yun Jiao regarded the Pisces jade pendant as a talisman and carried it with her every day.

On this day, she came back from the archaeological site and lay tiredly on the sofa, closing her eyes and preparing to take a nap before washing up.

At this time, the bright moon was shining outside, and the Pisces jade pendant on the girl's body began to glow slightly.

And someone doesn't know it.

……

254 BC.

In Handan City, Zhao State, in a quiet corner of a civilian street, in front of a small pond behind a fenced house.

A child in ragged clothes and messy hair sat by the pond, hugging his knees and staring at the moon in a daze.

The more the moon looked, the more it looked like a big steamed cake, which made the child swallow unconsciously. Then he remembered his current situation and couldn't help but lower his eyes.

At this time, there was a sound of wind in the sky. The child subconsciously looked up and saw a man in strange clothes falling from the sky and falling straight into the pond in front of him.

【I would really appreciate it! 】

[Just travel through time. Damn it, can you give me a different way to appear! 】

【Really convinced! 】

[Damn it, it’s so cold, so hurry up and get ashore. 】

The sudden voice in his mind made the child stunned for a moment, then he opened his eyes wide and subconsciously wanted to escape.

The next moment, the man who fell from the sky and fell into the pond climbed up, right in front of the little child.

Child: "!!"

Yun Jiao also saw the person in front of her. After seeing his clothes, she looked around, and then her eyes lit up: "Wearing them again? Am I really back?"

She quickly stood up, looked at the seemingly frightened child, coughed, and said seriously: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a monster, I'm a visitor from outer space, and I'm here to find someone."

"You...who are you looking for?" The child came back to his senses and asked cautiously.

"Um...have you ever heard of...Qin King Ying Zheng?"

"Prince Ying Zheng of Qin?" Zhidong was stunned, "Among my ancestors, there has never been anyone with the same name as me."

"Ah? Oh. Huh???" As if she had just realized what she was doing, Yun Jiao lowered her head and looked at the person in front of her, "Your name? Ying Zheng?"

"Ah."

"What year is it now?"

"The 53rd year of King Zhaoxiang."

Yun Jiao: "..."

[I got excited and saw my ancestor when he was a child. 】

[Ah ah ah, Ah Zheng was so cute when he was a child? 】

　Yes, we are anti-travelling, inspired by the ancient lovesickness song. I wonder if anyone has seen it. By the way, the postscript about the ancestors will appear in the extra chapter and the ending, explaining why the Qin Dynasty still died as the second generation.
　　(End of this chapter)