It was getting dark, and the lanterns of Changming Palace on both sides of the lateral walkways that ran through the palace were lit up one after another by the palace people. The continuous lights dispelled the heavy night shrouded in the palace.

The emperor sat next to the imperial desk in the Xuan room, staring at the candlelight in front of him for a long time, and his figure seemed to have frozen.

Until now, he still couldn't believe what happened: after being shot to death by the crossbow that penetrated his throat, he was resurrected from the dead and became his current self.

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

In addition to being the founding emperor of Da Yan, the current "self" not only unified the world earlier than before and became the emperor of Da Yan, but also, everything else that happened to this "self" is very different from his previous experience.

From the moment the thunderbolt took over the body in chaos, many impressions of this life were reflected in his mind intermittently:

Now it is the second year of Taihe, and those who have followed him to defeat the world are still here, and they are his generals and ministers; his grandmother, Mrs. Xu, is alive, and after going to Daming Temple these days, he will be able to return to the palace soon; and the Su family, the woman who was made queen by him in his original world, has actually put a harsh hand on his grandmother!

...

It was chaotic, it was all chaotic. Everything in this world, including the propaganda room he was in at the moment, was both familiar and unfamiliar to him!

He had been sitting alone for a long time. From the sun shadows, the Xuan room was gradually shrouded in the thick twilight, until the night was completely swallowed up, and it was deeper and later. However, he was still tightly grasped by the storm in his heart. Until outside the Xuan room, a sound of footsteps gradually came from far to near. Then, a woman spoke softly with the palace servant, the sound was soft and clear, and it was extremely pleasant. He could tell at once that it was the queen he had seen during the day, another daughter of the Qiao family.

In his original world, the only impression that the Qiao family daughter left on him was just a dead and cold corpse. However, here, she was another queen of her own. Not only that, she was also the only woman she loved.

As the woman's footsteps grew closer, the memories of being with this woman in his body, which was taken away by him, instantly attacked him like a tide.

During the day, the beautiful pictures of "self" and her mandarin pillows and brocade quilts appeared clearly in his mind one by one...

If this is just the memory of the original "self", then when he took over the body, when she subconsciously retreated into his arms because of fear of thunder, she felt a real feeling. Even at this moment, he still seemed to have the touch of nephrite in his arms.

He could not have felt anything strange because of a woman's brief hug. But for some reason, at this moment, as the woman's footsteps became closer and closer, he suddenly felt nervous.

It had been a long time since he understood what nervousness was. Suddenly, his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

She is the person who is most intimate with "self". If someone finds that something is wrong with him, then that person should be her. This is why he will feel nervous when facing her. The emperor said to himself in his heart.

Out of a subtle thought that even he himself did not know why, he did not want others to know what was happening to him. Anyone, including his pillow.

The emperor took a secret breath and tried his best to relax his body that had suddenly become tense.

...

The cat was like a demon. He tossed and sent it back to Jiade Palace for a night and rushed back to the palace. The palace servants couldn't stop it and couldn't catch it. This time, he rushed towards Xiao Qiao and stuck to her, rubbed it at her feet, looked up at her, and meowed softly.

The cat has always been cold and has been raising it for so many years. Xiao Qiao still encountered such a situation like tonight. He left it behind, for fear that Wei Shao would be allergic to come back, so he forced it away. For some reason, he met Maoer looking at his beautiful eyes and hearing it make a pity at his feet, and his heart softened. He picked it up and sent it to an ear hall next to the bedroom, asked the palace servant to move its nest, put it in, and squat down to caress it, coaxing: "The Empress Dowager has not come back. Do you think the Jiade Palace is deserted? It's better if you don't go back, just sleep here tonight, but you are not allowed to run around again! If you make trouble, I'm really angry, do you know?"

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

No one knew what happened to him, and Xiao Qiao didn't know. He wanted to make trouble again. If he was really caught and locked up and couldn't get close to her, it would be really miserable.

The short-lived ghost took his house in his previous life, and everything else was easy to say. What he feared the most was that his Xiao Qiao was taken advantage of by that guy.

Although it is his own body, strictly counting it, the emperor who took over the body and he were not considered outsiders, but his beauty and queen can only belong to him, even in his previous life, not even to do it!

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

The most urgent task is that he must first win the pity of the beauty queen and find a way to stay in this bedroom, so that he can seize the opportunity at any time to prevent any unlucky attempts to the queen.

"Meow--"

He screamed in grievance, and then stuck out his tongue and licked her palm.

The cat's tongue was wet and hot, and there were soft barbs. It licked the palm of the palm of the palm of the palm of the palm of the palm of the palm of the palm of the palm of the palm of the palm of the palm of the palm of the palm of the palm was numb and itchy.

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

...

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

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

Xiao Qiao walked towards him and smiled and said, "Is it not over today's business? I saw that you haven't returned yet. It's getting late, and my husband is exhausted. If there is no important thing, go back and rest first. It's not too late to see the rest tomorrow."

She got close to him, took off the note from him, sorted it out with the notebook on the imperial desk, put it in place, and looked at him with a smile.

The emperor was surprised and felt a little uncomfortable.

In his previous life, no woman dared to take things like this from his hands, let alone memorials.

No woman called him "husband" and made such a natural move in front of him that was a little naughty and wanton, but also showed an extremely intimate feeling.

Even Da Qiao, whom he first married, called him as a respectful "monarch".

She got closer, and suddenly she smelled a faint fragrance that was pleasant to the emperor's breath.

His breathing was involuntarily slightly, calmed down, and said vaguely: "I am about to go back..." He stood up, raised his foot and went out.

...

In the bedroom, Lan Zhu shines high on the sky. The palace servants serve the emperor and empress to sleep.

Xiao Qiao lay on a cloud pillow, her hair was untied, her hair was scattered, and her shoulders and jade arms were half covered.

From entering the bedroom until he climbed the dragon bed, the emperor's eyes almost never stopped on the queen, as if he deliberately avoided it and did not look at her.

"Husband..."

She called him softly.

"I'm tired." The emperor closed his eyes and said, but the scene of the day when the "self" who was still unfulfilled in his mind came to her appointment 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 help it. He opened his eyes and saw her long eyelashes slightly lowered, and his eyes were still on his face, as if he was thinking, and his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up again.

"The queen is not sleeping yet?"

His voice was a little dry.

Xiao Qiao smiled.

"My husband misunderstood," she said softly, "I just want to say that you seem to have something to do. No matter what, if your husband wants, you can tell me."

The emperor slowly let out a sigh and said, "I have nothing to worry about. Go to bed early."

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

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

The emperor looked at the shadows cast on her long eyelashes by the light shadows. When he was a little confused, he suddenly saw her open her eyes again and could not dodge for a moment, and the two of them looked at each other with four eyes.

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

The emperor hesitated and didn't know how to deal with it for a moment, she smiled again and said, "Forget it, my husband can call me anyway, and Manman likes it."

With this smile, her beautiful eyes were singing, her face was like spring flowers blooming, and she was charming and charming. The emperor's heart was beating like thunder, and he stared at her in a daze and couldn't move his gaze.

"My husband will have to go to bed early tomorrow, so let's take a break."

Xiao Qiao smiled and closed her eyes again.

After a long time, the emperor finally withdrew his gaze that was staring at her and slowly closed his eyes.

Manman, Manman, a bird with wings in the Mountains and Seas Classics, if there is one missing, it cannot fly.

He chewed her nickname several times in his heart, and suddenly felt very cute.

...

At the deepest moment of the night, Wei Shao was still squatting in a corner of the bedroom, covering his body with his curtain, erecting his ears, and staring at the direction of the dragon bed with his cat's eyes wide open.

Since becoming a cat, Wei Shao felt that his hearing was smarter than before, and his night vision was also true. No movement in the dragon bed could escape his eyes and ears.

As long as there is anything wrong, he is ready to rush out and do damage at any time.

His little Qiao was foolishly kept in the dark without knowing it. Fortunately, the guy was a little self-aware and seemed not ready to attack the queen.

As the emperor, he was inexplicably taken over by himself from his previous life and turned into a cat who listened to the wall...

How angry! How sad!

Wei Shao stared at it until dawn. After all night, he finally fell asleep in a daze. Suddenly, a great golden armored god came to him and called out: "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 phoenix-winged helmet, walking on cloud shoes, wearing golden armor, and a lion's nose. He looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, so he asked, "Who are you?"

The visitor took the auspicious cloud and said respectfully: "I am the golden armored god under the temple of the King of the Western King. In the name of the Queen Mother, I come to see Your Majesty."

Wei Shao was stunned, looked at the other person, and finally vaguely remembered that there seemed to be such a golden armored god in the main hall of the Queen Mother Temple in Yuyang, and hurriedly said, "You are here just right! I was taken over and trapped by a cat. Please help me escape! When I restore my original body, when I go back, I will definitely reshape my golden body for the Queen Mother... No, I will build another golden palace and worship it every day..."

The Golden Armor God smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I will not hide it from it. You have this disaster, but the Queen Mother decided."

Wei Shao was stunned and jumped up suddenly, one foot high: "I am the emperor of my true destiny! How dare the Queen Mother dare to go against the will of heaven? To me like this? How can I let her down?"

The Golden Armor God hurriedly said, "Your Majesty calms down. Your Majesty has no idea. You have indeed offended the Queen Mother before."

Wei Shao said angrily: "How did I offend her? Her incense hall was only able to be cultivated by my grandmother Xiangzi! She was born in the world every day and did not do good deeds, and she actually harmed me like this!"

Jin'er Shinto said: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten? Who destroyed the mural in the hall with the golden statue of the Queen Mother?"

Wei Shao finally remembered an old story.

The statue of the Queen Mother's wall painted by Gao Bohai attracted countless worshippers from all directions. Whenever people mentioned it, they always put calligraphy and painting together. When talking about Gao Bohai, it is inevitable to mention Xiao Qiao. Those who are good at making up the words of talented men and beautiful women who appreciate each other. Later, it was heard in Wei Shao's ears. He was jealous and finally couldn't help it. On a dark and windy night, he sent someone to secretly peel off Xiao Qiao's inscription. Unexpectedly, he damaged the statue of the Queen Mother. He simply did not stop. Wei Shao used the excuse of building the hall and finally pulled off the entire mural wall, and then he was completely humiliated.

Several years have passed, and he has long forgotten where he has gone.

I couldn't help but be stunned.

"Your Majesty doesn't know, and the Queen Mother is quite happy with this mural. One day in the sky, one year on the earth, she traveled all over the world and crossed the Penglai Fairy Mountain for three days. When she came back, she realized that the statue of the god was destroyed by Your Majesty. The Queen Mother was angry that you were disrespectful and summoned the Yinjun of the Underworld. She also knew that Your Majesty had committed a great crime in his previous life. Even though he was destined to be the king, there would be a disaster in this life, so he would punish Your Majesty poorly."

Wei Shao cried and pulled the golden armored god: "The karma created by that guy in his previous life has nothing to do with me! How come he counted it on me?"

"He is you, you are him. How can we distinguish the relationship between you?"

"Isn't it okay for me to reshape the golden body for the Queen Mother... I'd like to give me a happy word. How can I solve my predicament?"

"Your Majesty's soul and spirit in his previous life have been eliminated, and today's difficulties will be freed..."

The sky light gradually became brighter, and the golden armored divine body gradually disappeared.
Chapter completed!