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Chapter 240 Modern Playing Cards

Huang Zhenzhen smiled sweetly, imagining the high-rise buildings in front of him, imagining the noodles cooked by his parents, and their warm smiles.

After waiting for a while, Huang Zhenzhen opened his eyes.

After opening it, the smile at the corner of her mouth froze.

This is not a hotel, nor a high-rise building, nor a TV set, nor an air conditioner. This is still the chrysanthemum garden, or the room she just lived in.

This……

What's going on, why is she still here?

Could it be that there is not enough time.

Huang Zhenzhen closed her eyes again, this time she couldn't help rubbing her little hands nervously, and it took a long time before she opened her eyes.

After opening it, it was still Chrysanthemum Ward's private room, and nothing here had changed.

Huang Zhenzhen's heart suddenly panicked, and an ominous premonition flashed in his heart.

Oops. Oops.

Why can't I wear it back?Couldn't this little underwear take her back to modern times?

What should she do if she can't return to modern times?Trapped in ancient times all your life?
No, she's going back.

At least go back to modern times first, tell parents that she is not dead, and then go back to ancient times to settle the matter.

Huang Zhenzhen tried many times in a row, but failed every time.

No matter what she did, no matter what position she changed, it was useless. She even took off her inner underwear and checked it many times.

Huang Zhen was really ashamed, and fell to the ground powerlessly.

Xiao Nene couldn't take her back, what's going on?

At that time, it was obviously this little underwear that brought her across.

"Young master, are you alright?"

Outside the house, Xiaoyaoyouyou asked worriedly.

Huang Zhenzhen stared blankly at Xiao Nei Nei in his hand as if he had never heard of it.

Is it because she was not asleep just now?
At that time, she woke up and transmigrated to ancient times.

Even though she couldn't fall asleep, Huang Zhenzhen still forced herself to calm down and sleep, but she couldn't fall asleep after sleeping for a long time. Finally, she picked up a jar of wine and drank a few swigs, trying to relax her body, and then fell asleep uneasy.

Perhaps because he was thinking about something in his heart, Huang Zhenzhen woke up after not sleeping for a long time.

Opening her eyes, it was still Chrysanthemum Queen's private room, she suddenly yelled heart-piercingly, "Ah..."

"boom……"

Xiaoyaoyouyou suddenly pushed the room away, and knelt down in front of her bed, "My lord, what's wrong with you, is there something wrong? My family will call for a doctor right away."

"Why am I still here, tell me, why am I still here?"

"The young master has never left the private room, if he is not here... can... where can he go?"

Huang Zhenzhen let go of him, and continued flipping through the box helplessly.

In addition to a handkerchief and a pair of underwear, there is also a deck of playing cards inside.

It's just that this pair of playing cards is not a modern playing card, but an ancient one.

It is carved into a modern playing card with a thin piece of wood, and it is exactly the same as a modern playing card, with ghosts and kings.

She can guarantee that this is definitely not something an ancient person can do.

"Youyou, tell me, did Mr. Lan live in this house before?"

"Yes... yes... besides Mr. Lan, there is also Mr. Lan's friend. It is a woman, a woman in red clothes. She wears a mask, so no one can tell what she looks like. No one knows what she looks like. .” But her eyes are very similar to the son’s, but the gender is different.

"What about Mr. Lan, what does he look like?"

"I don't know very well. At that time, the slave family was just a humble servant. It was said that he was very beautiful, and the whole Fangcheng was shocked. The girl in the red dress was also seen by accident."

"Where did Mr. Lan and that girl go?" Huang Zhenzhen shook his hand excitedly.

Mr. Lan and that girl, one of them must have traveled through modern times, or in other words, both of them have traveled through time, otherwise it would be impossible to have that deck of cards.

They must know how to use Xiao Nene to travel back.

Huang Zhenzhen had another glimmer of hope in his despair.

Xiaoyaoyouyou shook his head in a daze, "I don't know, I'm afraid no one in the whole Chrysanthemum Garden knows."

Huang Zhenzhen held the poker cards tightly, looked at them one by one, and finally saw a line of words in the lower right corner of one of them.

If the water is three thousand, take only one scoop.

This man and a woman are lovers, otherwise how could this be engraved.

Huang Zhenzhen put things into his arms, including the handkerchief embroidered with Yang characters and white magnolia flowers.

If you want to find out their identities, this deck of cards and handkerchiefs will definitely be of great use, especially this handkerchief.

Although disappointed, Huang Zhenzhen finally felt relieved, as long as she had a chance, she would not give up returning to modern times.

"My lord, you..." You won't take all the contents of the box for yourself, will you?

"I want these things, and I will tell the bustard myself later."

"Yes……"

The sound outside was much quieter, and the traces of the sky also appeared pale.

After Huang Zhenzhen put away his things, he opened the door and went to Xie Yiqi's room.

He was lying on the bed, sleeping on his back, completely shapeless, even snoring constantly.

Huang Zhenzhen kicked his raised leg down, patted his face, "Hey, wake up."

"My lord, Mr. Jiu drank so much wine, I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up for a while."

She also knew she couldn't wake up, but she couldn't stay here for too long.

The chrysanthemum waiter made such a big commotion, she was afraid that people from Li country would come here, she was about to run away.

Suddenly, Xie Yiqi vomited with nausea, her unshakable body finally had a slight reaction, and she lay down beside the bed and vomited.

With the last time, Huang Zhenzhen was somewhat prepared and hurriedly jumped aside.

It's a good thing she jumped, otherwise the vomit would have vomited all over him again.

Huang Zhenzhen covered his nose, his face pulled down.

"Make some hangover soup to sober him up, and then let someone take good care of him."

Huang Zhenzhen strode away.

For the sake of him earning so much money for her.

She endured it, went to buy a carriage by herself, and continued on her way to the imperial capital.

"Oh, young master, why did you come here? Bustard has been looking for you for a long time but has not found you."

Huang Zhenzhen saw that his hair was messy and there were traces of love on his body, so he couldn't help but smile ambiguously, "It seems that Bustard was in a good mood yesterday."

Bustard covered his mouth and smiled shyly, "Your makeup skills are really good. Yesterday, several masters rushed to order some Bustard. Yesterday, Bustard felt that he was back to his youth. When I was young, there were many customers who rushed to order me."

"Really, then congratulations, bustard father."

"It's all thanks to you. If it wasn't for your credit, yesterday I...hehe...Little son, daddy wants to tell you something."

"I also want to tell you something. I want the three things left by Mr. Lan in the house."

Bustard was taken aback, and the smile on his face disappeared, "Ah..."

"Why? Bustard wouldn't be so stingy, he wouldn't even give me this little thing."

　Those of you who have seen the home of the tyrant after the poison, you all know the handkerchief embroidered with white magnolia flowers and Yang characters, haha.

　　After the death of the Yang family, the handkerchiefs fell into Ye Hong's hands.

　　Ye Hong, alone with one piano, roams the rivers and lakes, wandering in clouds and wild cranes.

　　Later, she met Qiao Shuqi and fell in love with her, but they couldn't stay together.

　　He has all the abilities, but vowed never to enter the court, so he was opposed by Qiao Shuqi's father.

　　Qiao Shuqi asked him for that handkerchief many times, but he refused to give it to him, and finally gave it to Yang Churuo.

　　In fact, it is a pity to mention Ye Hong.

　　Both civil and military, with superb piano skills and talents, he and Qiao Shuqi both died tragically in the end, and they didn't even see each other for the last time before they died.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)