The husband is actually time-traveling!

Chapter 63 Listen to my brother's persuasion, scum is no good
"Why this expression, don't worry, you are not him."

"Besides, I don't blame my husband. My husband was forced to do so back then. Father wants to preserve the dignity of an emperor. It is understandable that he died under the sword of the enemy's general."

"As for my dowry, anyway, I don't need that much money, and the mansion never cut me short of food and clothing. I am content with this after I marry and follow my husband. My husband treats me very well. I have never taken concubines or concubines beat me up."

"What more can I ask for!"

Huo Xiang felt that his three views had been impacted, and his whole body was not well.

No, sister, this is not quite right, your situation is a bit serious!

Listen to my brother's persuasion, scumbags are really bad.

Huo Xiang's expression management got out of control again.

God let him travel through time, is it to let him replace the old dog Huo Xiang to save these beautiful women who have been harmed by him?
In the rest of the time, Huo Xiang began to write and draw in the notebook quietly alone, and Wan Yanjing expressed satisfaction with the environment that became less noisy again.

In the evening, after eating the exquisite bento made by a high-end restaurant, Wan Yanjing laid her body flat and lay peacefully on her back on the bed, with her hands folded on her abdomen.

It was only a few days, but it seemed like a long time, when I lay down on the soft bed again, my muscles and bones stretched out.

Although it was a VIP room in the dungeon, it was far worse than home after all, humid and stuffy.

Fortunately, after Wan Yanjing improved her skills, her tolerance to cold and heat has increased a lot. With the same specification of bedding as at home, the difference can be ignored.

I don't know if it's because Huo Xiang lives opposite, but Wan Yanjing started dreaming again.

In her dream, she was copying the manuscript of "Looking at the Rivers and Lakes". When she wrote the detailed description of the exercises in "Sunflower Treasure", she paused for a long time, not knowing whether it was "he" or "she", and her thoughts began to drift away.

It seems to think of something that makes people feel proud and happy, joy, malicious expectations, the pleasure of crushing something... All kinds of emotions are churning in the chest, which makes people very happy.

That kind of feeling seems to be a certain moment when reading the script, touching the refreshing point of the protagonist using some coquettish operations to slap the villain in the face and abuse the scum.

In the dream, she didn't think it was weird, but was extremely happy because of experiencing these emotions, but when she woke up and recalled the dream, she felt weird.

Not to mention her current posture is also very strange.

It was as if someone had lowered his head, his head rested between two iron frames, his arms passed through the two iron frames, and stretched straight forward.

As soon as she opened her eyes, all the voices in the world returned.

There were the snoring of the jailer not far away, the painful cries of the prisoners next door... and the sound of Huo Xiang calling her name in a hurry as he lowered his voice to avoid attracting outsiders.

Looking at each other, Huo Xiang closed his mouth awkwardly, leaving only a look of lingering fear on his face. He huddled in the corner of the wall, with a little cold sweat on his forehead, and hugged his silk brocade quilt tightly.

Wan Yanjing fell silent.

"You, are you awake? I called you for a long time just now." Huo Xiang looked carefully, feeling that Wanyan Jing had really regained his sanity, and then slowly relaxed his body.

After a while, he tentatively said again: "You seemed to be in a panic just now."

Thanks, I know more than you do, but what are you afraid of when I have a nightmare?
Wan Yanjing retracted her arms, and found that her armpits were hurt by the iron railings, and the iron railings that were originally equidistant in front of her eyes were obviously deformed.

She raised her head again, and Huo Xiang, who was opposite her, looked at her, then at the deformed railing, her eyes widened, and her breathing became short of breath again.

Well, she knew why he was scared.

To be honest, following the shock, embarrassment and other emotions, seeing the expression of fear on Huo Xiang's face makes people feel quite fulfilled.

It turned out that he would also be afraid, surprised, and pick his toes when he was embarrassed. It would be even better if he could record it and watch it repeatedly.

Just like the thing in the dream that can be videotaped.

"What time is it?" Wan Yanjing asked hoarsely.

Her heart was beating very fast, and she thought it was the palpitations when she just woke up, but the intensifying sense of crisis seemed to be that something was about to happen.

"It's about time." Huo Xiang whispered, "You woke up not long after you fell asleep, and then started shaking the railing, which is a bit scary."

Who's to blame?

Wan Yanjing snorted coldly in her heart, and she was able to keep her face on this matter: "Oh, I have the habit of sleepwalking at night."

She thought that after wearing the token, her sleepwalking problem would be cured, but who knew that she would relapse as soon as Huo Xiang came.

Sure enough, the problem still lies with Huo Xiang.

The two looked at each other in silence, and suddenly there was a strange sound in the slightly quiet air.

Huo Xiang stuck to the wooden bed and listened, and said strangely: "Something is rustling, it must be because there are mice."

Wan Yanjing also heard it.

The bad feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

"boom!"

A loud noise shook the entire dungeon.

The fine soil particles above the head began to fall continuously.

"Earthquake! The dungeon is about to collapse!"

Both the jailer and the prisoner were awakened, followed by the overturned oil lamp and the night guard running wildly.

The flames and the sound of exclamation continued to come, and the wailing sound from the corner came one after another.

"boom!"

The shaking continued and intensified.

The golden runes floating on the surface of the dungeon were finally overwhelmed by the violent impact and shattered.

Without the blessing of the formation, the entire dungeon began to officially collapse.

Wan Yanjing poured that little inner breath between her arms, held the iron railing and shouted, making the iron railing continue to deform and become a little wider, then turned sideways and tried to cat through the gap. come out.

Huo Xiang on the opposite side was dumbfounded.

The upper half of Wan Yanjing's body came out, and she was struggling to pull her butt: "What are you doing in a daze, break open the railing and come out quickly, didn't you hear the ground moving, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Huo Xiang came back to his senses amid Wan Yanjing's angry reprimand, and obediently grasped the iron railing, trying to break it like her, but the fact is chilling, he didn't deform the railing even with all his strength .

Wan Yanjing who had already run out from between the two railings was shocked by this.

"It can't be broken, you are too imaginary!"

Huo Xiang lay between the two railings, looking at her with aggrieved eyes: "Ameier, she has not recovered from her serious injury, come and break it for me, and save me."

Wan Yanjing ran over while dodging the falling gravel, she made Huo Xiang take two steps back, poured her inner breath between her arms as before, and prepared to forcibly pull the railing open as before.

But without pulling, the degree of deformation of the railing is barely visible.

Huo Xiang saw that something was wrong, but instead of being anxious because he couldn't get out, he was quite happy: "You can't break it apart, it's not me, it's because they are made of different materials..."

The voice did not fall.

"boom!"

There was a huge explosion under the cell where Wan Yanjing lived.

Although she had already run out of the cell, the distance between the hatchback was not far away, and a huge impact came from behind, bombarding her onto the iron railing of Huo Xiang's cell.

Spitting out a mouthful of old blood, Wan Yanjing's eyes passed an extremely bright and extremely dark moment.

In a blur of consciousness, she felt a pair of arms hugging her through the iron railing.

Huo Xiang's panicked voice was very close but seemed to be drifting far away: "How is it? Is there something wrong? You run away! Leave me alone!"

Mad, do you think I really want to control you?

　Take a look at the plot:
　　1. The male lead dies at the age of 19 in modern times and travels back to ancient times. After living to the age of 31, he was seriously injured and lost his memory.

　　2. Some people know that the male protagonist has amnesia, and the male protagonist’s amnesia is the result of some calculations

　　3. The heroine suspected at first that the hero had changed, but she found out through a dream that he was the same person before and after reincarnation and did not drink Mengpo soup.

　　She knew but didn't say that she was fooling him and the original owner of her body is not the same person. The male protagonist is now convinced of this, and feels that he is a 31-year-old prince who was resurrected from a modern corpse.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)