The Emperor's Favorite: Miss Jinghong II

Chapter 100: This Life and the Next Life (1)
My head hurt for a while, and I grabbed a hand in a daze, "Ah 1~~~" Bloodthirsty images kept flashing in my mind, and every face was hideous.

"You're awake." What imprinted into my eyes was a pair of gentle eyes like water, but he had long hair like ink. His hand gently caressed me, which caught me off guard. I hurriedly dodged. Is a slight smile, gently touching my face.

How is this going?I remember that I was obviously in the research room where my father died, next to the time instrument that my father studied, and then there was a bright light, and then~~~~~
I pressed my head and tried to think back, but I felt that my head was being pricked by countless needles. The memory just stopped at that moment, and there seemed to be something in the middle, but it was just a fragmented phantom.Where am I, why is the man in front of me dressed in an ancient costume?
I frowned but met the man's watery eyes, my heart trembled, I had a similar feeling.

"Who are you? Where are you?" I asked uncertainly, praying in my heart that everything was just like a precious jade breaking into a fairyland of emptiness, and everything was a bubble.However~~~~~
The man in front of me stretched out his hand to stroke my hair, and his head slowly approached my forehead. In an instant, there was a feeling of cold lips touching my forehead. He just scratched the surface, then let me go, and stared at me intently, "You are my wife, I am your husband—Wan Qihuan."

Suddenly, a flash of thunder flashed through my mind, and I was a little scared because of the name. "Wife~~~?" I read silently, and the man in front of me looked at me and nodded.

"Can you give me a mirror?" I pinched the back of my hand and asked the man in front of me in frustration.

The man hesitated for a moment, with sadness in his eyes, he got up and walked to the ebony dresser, opened the drawer and searched for a while.I just looked at the vanity mirror, and it was empty, without the shadow of the bronze mirror at all. The man was still looking for it, but my eyes looked around.

In front of me is a semi-circular arched door, with many red beads hanging densely, and a half-rolled Hunan curtain. Through it is a half-closed vermilion door. I retract my eyes and continue to look at the room. This is a picture of fishing after the snow, with strong wild grass on it, and I can't help admiring it during the flying.

My father is a researcher of ancient history, especially interested in the history of the Qing Dynasty. Since the family immigrated to the United States, my father has been left in the California Archives to manage Chinese historical archives. I don’t know when my father invented a time instrument, which he said can travel through time. time and space.Everyone thought he was crazy, and after that, he found his father's body next to the time meter, so I went to investigate, because I always believed in my father!But~~~~
My thoughts were suddenly broken by the bronze mirror handed by the man. He stood in front of me, his hands hesitated.I stared at him with wide eyes, not knowing why.But when he took the mirror, he was shocked.I threw the mirror on the ground vigorously, and hurriedly grabbed the quilt to cover my face.

In that bronze mirror was a completely unfamiliar face, and the criss-crossing scars on that face made me terrified.The body was tightly embraced, but the man gently lifted my quilt but was pulled by me forcefully.why?Where did I travel to?I don't want this face! !In my heart was the panic of coming to another world, tears flowed down unconsciously, wetting the quilt.

(End of this chapter)