My concubine is so good at curling

In the 20th year of Shuolong, Princess Haogui was seriously ill.

The Supreme Emperor and the Emperor couldn't restrain their grief, and ordered the eminent monks to chant sutras day and night to pray for them. The Taishang Hospital put aside everything and concentrated on treating Concubine Haogui alone.

Only Jiang Xian knows that her lifespan will be exhausted.

This is what the system said, and she has no intention of trying to continue her life—she actually has no other ailments, the only ailment is aging.

And she accepts her own aging, and death.

……

But Xie Che couldn't accept it.

After moving to Xihua Garden, the position of concubine became unimportant. After the death of Empress Chu, Jiang Xian stayed in the position of Concubine Haogui. She didn't want to touch it, and used her energy to do more important things , so as not to provoke the former court to talk about the young emperor again, saying that he couldn't wait to help his biological mother to the position of empress after he came to the throne, and he had no filial piety to empress Chu.

The young emperor didn't listen at first.

He looks friendly, has his own opinions in his heart, and is a hidden mother.

What the concubine mother said was right, not to mention that the concubine mother was going to be the empress, he would be happy for the concubine mother to sit on the dragon chair.

But Jiang Xian felt that it was unwise to add trouble to work for the sake of a false name, so she took the initiative to refuse the seal she wanted to give herself.

At this moment, Xie Che insisted on making Concubine Haogui the Supreme Empress.

Even if he knew that when Jiang Xian dies, she who gave birth to today's son can still be posthumously named queen and be enshrined by generations of incense.But being sealed while alive is more honorable than posthumously. He cares about this and only wants to give her the best.

When the decree of encapsulation came down, Jiang Xian heard the notification from the system, rewarding her with Gongdou points.

The voices of others sounded muddy and drowsy, but the synthesized voice of the system that reached her consciousness was exceptionally clear, throughout her life.

System: [Host, are you really no longer exchanging consumables that can renew your life? 】

Jiang Xian silently chose no.

If she continues to live, is she still human?
She has already lived longer than many people, seeing off the Empress Dowager, Concubine Ronggui, Chen Guiren, Zhenqiu, Mianxia... Countless partings made her feel more deeply the gradual deterioration of her body's functions, and wanted to Use all the sleep you have saved in your life, and get a good night's sleep.
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【drop--】

[Congratulations to the host for completing the mission of having the last laugh, gaining the emperor's special favor, his son enthroned as emperor, and his mother honoring the world...]

[Happily inform the host that you can go back. 】

[Reward for customs clearance]: The host has worked for two lifetimes, and the system's artificial intelligence judges that he wants the host to experience the treatment of being a boss once.After the host returns, he will get a gold medal wage earner. All his hard work is to make a wedding dress for you. You can take away all the fruits of his labor and give him a little reward called "salary".

……

When Jiang Xian opened her eyes again, she felt that her surroundings were astonishingly cold.

Ever since she got older, she didn't use ice too much in hot weather. The amount of ice in the house was enough to make the temperature cool and pleasant. But now the surrounding temperature made her suspect that she had traveled to the underworld in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Xian sat up straight, her eyes were bright.

It is brighter than ordinary candlelight...

"Jiang Xian, follow up on this project." Before she recovered, a colleague passed behind her and handed a USB to her: "The other party wants it within today, but luckily it's still early."

"it is good."

Jiang Xian took it subconsciously, and then glanced at the time on the computer screen.

Beijing time 22:41.

Haishi, this is called the time is still early.

She stayed in Yanchi all her life after crossing, and almost forgot how to use the computer. She wandered around in the office for a while, calling the system, but no one responded.

——Can't she use the remaining Gongdou points to exchange for gold fingers? !
At least help her get rid of the backlog of work!

What about the promised gold medal wage earners?
Concubine Ritian resented in a rare way.
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It was already three in the morning when Jiang Xian, relying on her strong personal will, sat on the post for half an hour recalling the knowledge of her previous life, then read the content in the USB, and stumbled to finish the work given by her colleagues. Clicked.

She got up and went downstairs, and when she swiped her card to go out, the security guard on the night shift greeted unexpectedly: "Miss Jiang, are you going home so early today?"

"Work was done early today."

"Have a good rest!"

……

Stepping on the taxi in the dark, traveling through the millennium of civilization made her feel unreal. Just now, she looked around the passers-by in a hurry, no one stopped to salute her, and there were no maids around to carefully support her.The habit developed over decades cannot be changed overnight. She got into the car and confirmed her destination with the address listed as "home" in the taxi app on her mobile phone.

"Miss, what is the last number of your phone?"

"3498," Jiang Xian paused, "Let's drive."

"..."

The driver gave her a weird look, seeing that her expression was normal, she didn't look like a drunk girl, and swallowed the sentence "Two hundred for the cleaning fee on the car", started the engine, and the car slid gently into the night.

Jiang Xian has long forgotten what the house she lived in before crossing looked like, she went upstairs with the address, and when she opened the door, she was in a daze——

she lives here?

Just this little place?

I want to live in the Forbidden City...

Jiang Xian stopped the dangerous thoughts that came up in her mind.

To say that the material enjoyment of modern people is definitely better than that of ancient emperors, and the vegetables and fruits cultivated and improved by countless generations of people do not know how many times more delicious than imperial food—unless you pursue the inhuman enjoyment of letting a beauty pick up your filth with your mouth, Then it is not as good as the ancients.

It's just that the shabby room where Jiang Xian lives is really shabby.

She wanted to be cheap, so she didn't rent a hardcover room. When she checked in, there was only a bed and basic appliances in the room, not even a sofa. She just bought a computer desk for working at home, and she could leave without any improvement. Home appliances with quality of life, and there are no items that can tell personal preferences.

The cold incandescent lamp reflected her face like solidified porcelain.

This is the foothold that Jiang Xian personally chose in the big city.

In her previous life, she was obviously used to it.

When she was in Yanchi, Jiang Xian didn't pay much attention to personal enjoyment, but the emperor would dictate to her home furnishing, different decorations were used in different seasons, the flowers in the garden were often changed, and the food was even more delicate to drink tea. One set of cups, another for drinking.

It's hard to imagine that the king of a country would be so picky about home decoration.

Not only must use the best, but also the most suitable.

Jiang Xian's idea is that it is better to spend energy on work than to have energy.

The emperor thinks that I am diligent in government affairs, so of course I have to eat, drink and dress well when I go to court!Even the people around him have to live well. When he found out that it was useless to reward Jiang Xian, she took over the repair work of Bihua Palace after she put it in the warehouse. The changes in the scenery she saw were all made by him. Handcrafted.

After returning to modern times, Jiang Xian realized that the house she used to live in was so small and uncomfortable.

She even paid attention to comfort.

"... Quit your job first, I can't think of business at all."
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On the other side, in a certain unit of Tomson Yipin, the man slowly woke up.

【drop……】

[You have bound the sign-in system. 】

[The host signs in at the designated place every day, and will receive random rewards. 】

It took the man an hour to sort out his situation.

In his 23-year-old shell lived Xie Che, the soul of an emperor from a superficial dynasty, and before waking up, Xie Che died with a smile in the company of his descendants, and his last words to his son were——

"Don't be sad, I'm going to find your queen mother."

Xie Zhao, the father of two sons and one daughter, nodded with tears in his eyes.

He has two queen mothers, but both of them know that what Xie Che is talking about is Cheng Xiao Gong Su Ming De Hui Xian Ren Gong Tian Qin Sheng Rui Empress Jiang Shi... There is a suspicion of the number of words here, and the officials also think so, I was stunned, what kind of posthumous name is this?How long will it take to wait for the death of the Supreme Emperor, plus the posthumous posthumous title of Congdi?

But both the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor felt that it was just right.

Ask again and add another line.

So all civil and military officials shut their mouths tacitly.

……

Xie Che thought that Empress Chu would not want to see him again underground.

The two plastic couples are purely living together.

She cares most about Princess Taihua.

The longer people live, the clearer they are about what they want, so it is not a good thing for emperors to live long. The older they are, the more selfish they feel that time is running out and they should live for themselves.

When Xie Che was in office, the drafts did not stop, but they only selected girls for the clan and princes, and no longer recruited girls to the harem.

After retiring to Xihua Garden, she lived with Jiang Xian even more.

Of course, from Xian'er's point of view, it might be with Empress Chu, Concubine Rong, Chen Guiren, Zhao'er, Princess Yongping, etc., but Xie Che likes to stick by her side, the stickiness is so high Once his second brother said: "Does the Supreme Emperor just like the feeling of not being able to catch up?"

Xie Che thought about it, it seems to be.

It doesn't matter whether she can be chased or not, Xian'er doesn't want others, so if he clings tighter, isn't it his?
This stickiness is for most of my life.

After Jiang Xian passed away, Xie Che's health went from bad to worse, and sometimes she thought that she had to be reincarnated to find her—otherwise, with her personality, she might forget about him in a blink of an eye without drinking Mengpo soup .

……

"What is the check-in system? Who am I? Where is this?"

Xie Che asked three questions in a row.

With the help of the system, I finally got the answer.

This is his "reincarnation" in another time and space. He was originally a wealthy second generation with a family fortune of tens of billions. His father was hit by a car accident and turned into a vegetative state. His father's hand was stuck in his hand and he was allowed to mess around.

Some are money, but some are father.

He should be happy to change someone else, but filial piety is engraved in Xie Che's bones. Since he resurrected himself through the reincarnation, the father of the original body is also his own father, so he has to perform filial piety on behalf of the original body.

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Thinking of this, he first went to the hospital to see his father, and asked the doctor how to take care of the vegetative.

The doctor was very polite to him: "Young Master Xie, our hospital will take good care of Mr. Xie, but if you want to do your best, maybe you can come and chat with him, talk to him, and activate his will to survive. Let's say something A hundred sentences are not as good as a relative can say to him."

That being said, the doctor doesn't expect this rich second generation to really accompany his father.

After all, he hadn't been to the hospital for a month before.

Financial freedom, romantic and happy.

"okay, I get it."

Xie Che glanced at the door of the VIP ward, indicating that he could go out.

After some conversations, the doctor didn't suspect that Young Master Xie had been pierced. The words didn't include the word thank you, they were all imperative sentences, so it was clearly the second generation himself!But for Xie Che, accepting that the doctor didn't kneel down to pay his respects when he entered the door, it took a lot of effort...

Thinking about it, he is not the emperor now, he is a commoner and a merchant, it is normal for the doctor not to kneel when he sees him.

Think again, now there is no emperor, and the people are the masters of the country.

Xie Che put aside his distracting thoughts, and began to chant scriptures next to his original father, who had become a vegetable.

He doesn't know how to tell stories, the original body doesn't have much experience to tell, and the relationship between father and son is even more indifferent. As a filial piety, he can only chant scriptures and pray for his father-he is familiar with this job!Even if you don't believe in Buddhism very piously, you can recite sutras very well.

If someone else appointed him to figure out the sign-in system first, Xie Che insisted on filial piety. After crossing, he read the seven-day scriptures to his original father in the hospital before going about his own affairs.

It's just that in the hospital, there was an urban legend that a certain second generation chanted sutras every day and wanted to save their father.