She has been careful and careful, showing the quality that an actor should have, and hiding it well, but she didn't expect to be no match for Hua Chun's keen insight.
Qing Niao's face is not at all like the modern Qin Niao, which is why Hua Chun has never recognized it. But today's test paper really exposed too much. It is normal for Huachun to guess her name and the familiar feeling it gave her.
As we mentioned earlier, the girl Qin Niao is Hua Chun’s best friend, the kind of good Chinese best friend, and she also recommended the TV series of the young prime minister to her, so now, Hua Chun’s heart is a little broken, and she is afraid that she will open her mouth and say It's all actors she hired, and it's all a play.
Then she might do a Thomas maneuver on the spot and jump off the roof of the Hall of Mental Cultivation!
Qin Niao's heart was in a mess, she drank several sips of water to suppress her shock, and then said after deliberating, "Actually, I don't know how I got here..."
Hua Chun slapped his thigh violently: "Yeah, I should have thought about it, this TV series is weird, if I time-travel, you should also time-travel after watching it!"
Qin Niao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded blankly: "Yes, I also traveled through time just by looking at it."
"Do you not know who I am?" Hua Chun stared at her: "Didn't you recognize me at first?"
Hua Jinghua looks nothing like the modern Huachun. Even if they met Qingyou at that time, it is normal for both of them not to be able to recognize the person opposite.
Qin Niao was flustered at first, but after being surrounded by Hua Chun's few words, she instantly calmed down, nodded and said, "That's right, I'm only now sure that you are Hua Chun."
"When I crossed over, I was lonely and had no one to rely on, so I fell into a brothel. I didn't expect to meet you and was brought back. I felt that you made me feel very familiar, so I silently helped you a little bit." Qin Ling said. , touched his stomach: "I used special medicine during that pregnancy to make the pulse look like a happy pulse. In fact, I was not pregnant, just to help you hide your identity."
Hua Chun suddenly realized, and slapped his thigh straight: "Let me just say, when I saw you for the first time, I also felt very familiar. Even though you have become prettier now, we really hit it off!"
Qin Niao dryly smiled: "Is it a match?"
"Don't pay attention to the details, that's what it means anyway." Hua Chun waved his hand and took her hand with emotion: "It's such a pity that I only found out now that I have friends by my side for so long!"
It's been a long time since I came to ancient times, and I haven't seen Qin Niao for a long time, so that now Hua Chun feels the joy of reuniting after a long absence, and immediately pulls Qin Niao to lie down on the bed together, as before, the two of them lay under the quilt and chatted.
"Where did you get that film? Why does it contain a space-time tunnel?" After chattering a lot, Hua Chun still asked this crucial question.
Qin Niao closed her eyes and said, "I also found it on the Internet, so I didn't pay attention."
"Then you should have finished it, right? What was the ending like?" Hua Chun asked hastily.
"I've finished watching it, but the ending of that movie is different from now." Qin Yan smiled: "Just the story I told you nonsense, that's the real ending of the young prime minister."
The young prime minister fell in love with the emperor, but even though he was a daughter, he couldn't stay with her. The emperor found out her identity and never blamed her. Finally, one day, the truth came to light, and the emperor sent the prime minister to the execution ground with his own hands, and watched her be beheaded. Two months later, the emperor died, the world was in chaos, and the people were in dire straits. Later, there was a hero uprising, and the story of the emperor and the prime minister will remain in the annals of history forever.
Hua Chun sighed a little, blinked his eyes and said: "So, I still changed Hua Jinghua's fate?"
"Yes." Qin Niao nodded: "The original Hua Jinghua was too rigid, she accepted death, and felt that she had caused the entire Hua family to die together, and she refused even the emperor's attempt to save her."
Hua Chun laughed: "I'm sure I wouldn't be so stupid. It's a good thing if one more person survives, at least there are still people in the grave. Moreover, I helped her survive a catastrophe, and now she is never seen again." Anyone who can catch her identity as a woman will be put to death."
"En." Qin Niao hugged her quite touched, her voice choked up: "It's really great."
"Aren't you so fascinated by watching the drama that you're crying too?" Hua Chun hugged her dumbfounded: "It's just a TV series."
"Yeah...it's just a TV series." Qin Yu murmured, "It's just as long as you're fine."
Ever since she was a child, Hua Chun could cry when she climbed a wall and fell on her knees. Hua Chun is no longer surprised by her low tears, but she needs to be comforted, lest she cry too sadly and faint from crying. , her body has not been very strong since she was a child, and she doesn't know if there is any improvement in her current body.
"Now that we have found each other, we can fight together from now on." Hua Chun heaved a sigh of relief, "Finally I am not fighting alone."
"En." Qin Yan smiled gently: "I will still be your maid in the future, and I will follow you to protect you. Don't act too close to me, and keep the distance that a master and servant should have."
Hua Chun was a little awkward: "When I used to play role-playing with bed sheets, you were the empress and I was the palace maid."
"That's what you forced." Qin Ling said in a low voice, "I prefer to be a court lady."
"Okay." Hua Chun nodded, and said in a very good mood: "Let's go on a tour as a group and have fun. When we can't continue playing, we can think of a way to wear it back together."
After finishing speaking, he yawned: "Come on for a while, the weather is getting colder, I'm really sleepy."
Qin Niao nodded, watched her close her eyes, opened her mouth, and said silently:
"It's impossible to go back..."
Hua Chun didn't see it, and with a very excited mood, she decided to wake up and get up again.
The emperor and Gong Yuhou sat in Zichen Hall, the atmosphere was dignified.
He Changan lowered his eyes, and no longer had a gentle smile as usual, but said a series of things to be dealt with in a business-like manner, and then waited for the emperor to reply.
"Chang'an." Yu Wenjie said in a deep voice, "I don't want to have any barriers between me and you."
"The emperor is worrying too much." He Changan shook his head: "There is nothing to separate."
"Then why are you so dull?"
He Chang'an raised his head, looked at him and said, "I'm just worried. With her temperament, is it really suitable to stay in the harem?"
"This is her own choice." Yu Wenjie pursed his lips: "You must always respect her."
Is it my own choice, or was it carried away for a while? He Chang'an didn't want to argue with the emperor, but after calming down for a few days, his heart was still empty and uncomfortable.
"That's all." He said: "I just do my job well."
The emperor was displeased and didn't know what to say, so the hall continued to be silent.
Hua Jinghua and He Chang'an were the emperor's right and left arms. Without his left arm, he was already very hurt, and his right arm would be broken continuously, which really made him feel unbearably painful.
When He Chang'an left the palace, Yu Wenjie went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation with a dark face, feeling so bad that he wanted to get angry.
However, as soon as he entered the palace gate, a little guy flew into his arms, hugged his neck, tiptoed and kissed his cheek: "Woo!"
The emperor was dumbfounded, and looked down at her in a daze.
Hua Chun smiled, her face was full of spring flowers, and she pulled him outside: "Don't stay in there, today is a really nice day, let's go for a walk!"
"What happened?" The emperor raised his eyebrows: "Why are you so happy?"
"Nothing." Hua Chun said with a smile, "I just think the weather is fine."
When she smiled, she did not look like Hua Jinghua's iceberg beauty at all. There were many creases and dimples on her cheeks. She looked silly, but people couldn't help but want to laugh along with her.
"Where is the weather?" With disgust on his lips, the emperor turned around and followed her out, bypassing the front hall and going directly to the backyard.
"The sun is shining, the breeze is warm, what's wrong?" Taking a deep breath, Hua Chun hugged his arm with one hand and pointed around: "Look, a hundred flowers are blooming!"
Can't help laughing, the emperor managed to keep his poker face, and the stone in his heart seemed to be lighter.
Huachun is sometimes nervous, but it just so happens that this little bit of humor can dispel all his depression, and somehow make him feel relaxed and happy.
"What is this?" Seeing the basketball hoop in the backyard, the emperor frowned: "What do you want to do?"
"Don't be nervous, this is a game." Hua Chun turned her head, and Qing Niao presented the finished leather basketball.
"Look."
Stretching out his hand to tuck the hem of the palace dress into his belt, Hua Chun patted the basketball with good elasticity. He made a three-step layup and threw the ball directly.
"Whoosh—" Hollow into the basket.
The emperor pursed his lips and glanced at the palace people behind him. Eunuch Qin immediately led a group of eunuchs and maids to face the wall and think about it.
"How is it?" Hua Chun looked at the emperor triumphantly: "I'm good, right?"
"Yeah." The emperor nodded: "It's just not very elegant."
"This is actually a man's sport." She curled her lips and said, "It's not good for a woman to play gracefully."
Then, he looked at Qin Ling again: "Come on, let's attack and defend."
Qin Niao pursed her lips, glanced at the emperor, rolled up her sleeves and walked over, defending cooperatively.
So the emperor just watched Hua Chun dodge left and right, take a ball over the blockers, and send the ball into the basket.
"Would you like to try it too?" Hua Chun enthusiastically held the ball in front of the emperor: "Just let the ball go into the basket."
"It looks a little difficult."
Yu Wenjie reached out to catch the ball, took two steps closer, took aim, and then with a movement of his wrist, the basketball drew a graceful arc in the air and entered the basket hollowly.
Hua Chun's words of comfort, "It's okay, everyone is from a newcomer", were stopped by Di Wang's non-jumping three-pointer.