When it got dark, the long and bright palace lanterns on both sides of the vertical and horizontal aisles running through the palace were lit by the palace people one after another. The continuous lights dispelled the dark night that shrouded the palace.

The emperor sat beside the imperial office of Xuan Shi, his eyes staring at the candle in front of him for a long time, his figure seemed to freeze.

Until now, he still couldn't believe what had happened: after being shot to death by the arrow crossbow that pierced his throat, he actually came back to life and became who he is now.

The current "self" is indeed himself, but it is another specious "self".

Apart from the similarity of being the founding emperor of Dayan, the current "self" not only ruled the world and became the emperor of Dayan earlier than before, but also all the other things that happened to this "self" , are also very different from his previous experience.

From the moment when the thunderbolt seized the house in the chaos, many impressions about this life were reflected intermittently in his mind: now is the second year of Taihe, and those who have followed him to conquer the world are all He is still there, doing his good work as a general; his grandmother Mrs. Xu is still alive, she has gone to Daming Temple these days, and will be able to return to the palace soon; and Mrs. Su, the woman he established as the queen in his original world , actually put a poisonous hand on his grandmother!

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It's messed up, it's all messed up. Everything in this world, including the Xuan room he is in at the moment, is both familiar and unfamiliar to him!

He has been sitting alone for a long time, from the shadow of the sun to the west, the Xuan room is gradually shrouded in the thick twilight, until the night is completely engulfed, and it is deeper and deeper, but he is still tightly grasped by the feeling of terror in his heart like a turbulent wave. Outside the Xuan room, there was a sound of footsteps coming from far to near. Then, a woman and a palace servant spoke softly. The voice was soft and clear, very pleasant to the ear. The queen I saw was another daughter from the Qiao family.

In his original world, the only impression the Qiao family's daughter left on him was a dead, cold and beautiful corpse, but here, she is another queen of his own, not only that, but also the only one he loves. woman.

As the woman's footsteps got closer and closer, the memory of getting along with this woman in the body that he had snatched up rushed towards him like a tide in an instant.

During the day, the "self" and her quilted pillows, the charming pictures clearly emerged in his mind frame by frame...

If it is said that this is only from the memory of the original "self", then at the moment when he took the house, when she subconsciously leaned into his arms for fear of thunder, it was a real feeling, even if At this moment, he still seems to have the touch of nephrite in his arms.

It is impossible for him to feel any strange feeling about a woman because of such a brief hug. But for some reason, at this moment, as the woman's footsteps got closer, he suddenly felt nervous.

He hadn't felt nervous for a long time. Suddenly, his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

She is the person who has the closest relationship with "self". If someone finds something wrong with him, then that person should also be her. This is the reason why he will be nervous when facing her, the emperor said to himself in his heart.

Out of a subtle mind that even he doesn't know why, he doesn't want others to know what's happening to him. Anyone, including his sleeper.

The emperor took a deep breath, trying his best to relax his body that had just suddenly tensed up.

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The cat was like a demon. After tossing around in front of Xiao Qiao all night, and sending it back to the Jiade Palace, it came back on its own, and the palace staff couldn't stop it, let alone catch it. The last time, he rushed towards Xiao Qiao and stuck to her, rubbed against her feet, looked up at her, and kept meowing softly.

The cat has always been aloof. After raising it for so many years, this is the first time Xiao Qiao has encountered a situation like tonight. I kept it, for fear that Wei Shao would be allergic to it, so I would forcefully send it away. I don’t know why, I looked at the beautiful eyes of the cat eagerly, and listened to it making a pitiful cry like a begging at my feet, my heart softened. He got down, picked it up and sent it to an ear hall next to the sleeping hall, and asked the palace servant to move its nest, put it in and squat down to caress it, coaxing: "The empress dowager didn't come back, do you think that The Guardian Palace is deserted, isn't it? It's fine if you don't come back, just sleep here tonight, just don't run around any more! If you mess around again, I'll be really angry, you know?"

Wei Shao was so depressed that he wanted to go crazy and wanted to hit the wall, so that he could knock himself out. But after struggling for half a day and a night, he finally understood that it seemed that he could not get rid of the predicament of being trapped by a cat's molestation for the time being.

No one knew what happened to him, and neither did Xiao Qiao. He has to toss again, if he is caught and locked up and can't get close to her, it will be really miserable.

That short-lived ghost took his home by himself in his last life, and everything else is easy to say. What he fears most is that his little Joe will be taken advantage of by that guy.

Although it is also his own body, strictly speaking, the emperor who took the house and he are not outsiders, but his beautiful queen can only belong to him, not even his previous life!

Wei Shao knew that he could only accept this reality first.

The most important thing at the moment, he must first win the pity of the beautiful queen, and find a way to stay in this palace, so that he can seize the opportunity at any time to prevent the unfortunate emperor from any conspiracy against the queen.

"Meow-"

He let out an aggrieved cry, stuck out his tongue and licked her palm.

The cat's tongue was wet and hot, and there were soft barbs, and when it licked the palm of his hand, it felt numb and itchy.

Xiao Qiao smiled and hurriedly shrank back, rubbed its head instead, and then stood up.

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Xiao Qiao asked the palace people to wait outside and entered the Xuan room.

The emperor bowed his head and sat behind the imperial case, turning over the memorial in his hand.

Xiao Qiao walked towards him and said with a smile, "Isn't it over yet? I see you haven't come back. It's getting late, and your husband should be exhausted. If there is nothing important, go back and rest first. It's not too late to see tomorrow."

She came to his side, took off the booklet in his hand, sorted it together with the book on the imperial case, put it away, and looked at him with a smile.

The emperor was surprised and felt a little uncomfortable.

In his last life, no woman had dared to take something from him like this, let alone a memorial.

Not a single woman called him "Husband", and made such a slightly naughty and wanton move in front of him, but showed a natural sense of intimacy.

Even the first big Qiao he married called him as a respectful "lord".

As she got closer, the emperor's breath suddenly smelled a pleasant faint fragrance.

His breathing involuntarily took a breath, and he calmed down, and said vaguely: "I'm about to go back..." He stood up, raised his feet, and walked out.

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In the dormitory, Lan Candle shone brightly. The palace servants went to bed after serving the emperor.

Xiao Qiao was lying on the cloud pillow, the cloud on the temples had been untied, and the blue silk was scattered, half covering the fragrant shoulders and jade arms.

From the time he entered the sleeping hall until he ascended to the dragon bed, the emperor's eyes almost never stopped on the queen, and it seemed that he deliberately avoided her, not to look at her.

"Husband..."

She called him softly.

"I'm tired." The emperor closed his eyes and said, but in his mind came the scene of the "self" who had an unfulfilled appointment with her tonight. His throat tightened, and he couldn't help but secretly tense up again.

She seemed to be silent.

After a while, the emperor finally couldn't bear it anymore, opened his eyes, saw her long eyelashes drooping slightly, her eyes stayed on his face, seemed to be thoughtful, and his heartbeat couldn't help speeding up again.

"The queen is still asleep?"

His voice was a little dry.

Little Joe smiled.

"Husband misunderstood," she said softly, "I just wanted to say, you seem to have something on your mind. No matter what, if your husband wants, you can tell me."

The emperor let out a slow sigh and said, "I have nothing on my mind. Go to bed earlier."

"Okay. I'll listen to my husband."

Xiao Qiao smiled at him, and she fell asleep, closing her eyes obediently.

The emperor looked at the shadows cast by the lamp shadow on her long eyelashes, and when she was a little dazed, she suddenly opened her eyes again.

"Husband, you usually call me savage. What's the matter today?" She asked him softly, with a slight grievance in her expression.

The emperor hesitated, and when she didn't know how to respond, she smiled again and said, "Forget it, whatever your husband calls me, I like it."

With this smile, her beautiful eyes were bright, her face was like a spring flower blooming, and she was so charming and charming.

"Husband will have to go to the morning tomorrow, take a rest."

Xiao Qiao smiled and closed her eyes again.

After a long time, the emperor finally withdrew his gaze from her, and slowly closed his eyes.

Manman, Manman, the birds that compare wings in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, if they lack one, they cannot fly.

He chewed her baby name several times in his heart, and suddenly felt it was very cute.

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At the darkest moment of the night, Wei Shao was still squatting far away in a corner of the dormitory, using the curtain to cover his body, pricked up his ears, and stared at the direction of the dragon bed with wide cat eyes.

Since becoming a cat, Wei Shao feels that his hearing is more intelligent than before, and so is his night vision. Any movement in the dragon bed could not escape his eyes and ears.

Whenever anything went wrong, he was ready to rush out and wreak havoc.

His little Joe was foolishly kept in the dark and didn't know it. Fortunately, the guy was a little self-aware and didn't seem to be ready to attack the queen.

As the emperor, he was inexplicably robbed of his house by himself from the previous life, and turned into a cat listening to the wall...

How angry! How sad!

Wei Shao stared at nearly dawn. After a good night, he finally fell asleep in a daze. Suddenly, a golden-armored **** stepped on the clouds and came in front of him, calling: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, wake up, wake up!"

Wei Shao opened his eyes and saw that the other party was nine feet tall, wearing a helmet with phoenix wings, walking on cloud shoes, wearing gold armor, and a lion nose around his eyes. He looked familiar, as if he had seen him before, so he asked: " Who are you?"

The visitor received the auspicious clouds and said respectfully, "I am the golden armored **** under the throne of the King of the West Golden Mother's Temple. In the name of the Queen Mother, I have come to see your majesty."

Wei Shao was stunned for a moment, looked at the other party, and finally vaguely remembered that in the main hall of the Queen Mother Temple in Yuyang, there seemed to be such a golden armored god, and he hurriedly said: "You came just in time! I was taken away, Trapped in the cat body, you help me get out! When I recover my original body, when I go back, I will definitely reshape the golden body for the Queen Mother... No, no, I will build another golden temple and worship it every day..."

The Golden Armor God smiled and said, "Your Majesty, to be honest, your fate is determined by the Queen Mother."

Wei Shao was stunned, jumped up suddenly, ten feet three feet high: "Zhen is the real son of heaven! The queen mother dares to defy the sky, and she treats me like this? How can I be sorry for her?"

Jinjia Shen hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, calm down. Your Majesty does not know something, you have indeed offended the Queen Mother before."

Wei Shao said angrily, "How could I offend her? Her incense hall was built only by my grandmother's support! She was exposed to the world's fireworks every day, and if she didn't do good deeds, she harmed me like this!"

Jinjia Shendao: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten? Who destroyed the mural painted with the golden statue of the Queen Mother in the main hall?"

Wei Shao finally remembered an old incident.

Back then, the wall portrait of the Queen Mother painted by Gao Bohai attracted countless worshippers from all over the world. Whenever people mentioned it, they always juxtaposed calligraphy and painting. Speaking of Gao Bohai, it was inevitable to talk about Xiao Qiao. The words of love and sympathy for each other were passed on to Wei Shao's ears, and he was so jealous that he finally couldn't help it. In a dark and windy night for a month, he sent someone to quietly peel off Xiao Qiao's inscription. , he simply did not do the second, Wei Shao used the excuse of repairing the temple, and finally pulled off the entire fresco wall, and then he let out a sullen breath.

It has been several years since this happened, and he has long forgotten where it is.

Could not help but stay.

"Your Majesty doesn't know anything, and the Queen Mother is very fond of this mural. One day in the sky, one year on the ground, she traveled around the world and traveled to Penglai Xianshan for three days. Only when she came back did she realize that the statue was destroyed by His Majesty. Lord Yin of the Underworld, and knowing that Your Majesty killed too much in the past life, although Heaven is destined to be your King, there should be a calamity in this life, so this is the reason why His Majesty will be punished lightly."

Wei Shao grimaced and grabbed the Golden Armor God: "The karma created by that guy in the previous life has nothing to do with me! How can it be counted on my head?"

"He is you, and you are him, how can you leave the relationship behind?"

"Isn't it enough for me to reshape the golden body of the Queen Mother... You can give me a happy word, how can I solve my predicament?"

"Your Majesty's spirit in the past life has been eliminated, and today's predicament will be freed..."

The sky is getting brighter, and the golden body of the Golden Armor is gradually disappearing.

The author has something to say: I seem to have dug a hole for myself... a little depressed