Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

She could naturally feel A Yishi's nervous and worried eyes, but facing such an abnormal environment, Ayi Shi seemed to know nothing.

He was not panicked, nor surprised, nor even had any questions.

this is not right...

This is very wrong...how is this possible?Could it be that……

Jiang Sile said to herself that now she had a vague guess about what was happening in front of her.

At least...if he really returned to modern times and brought Ayi back to modern times, he wouldn't have this kind of behavior, this reaction...

When Jiang Sile knew A Yi well enough, and it was precisely because she knew him well enough that she truly believed everything in front of her...

Everything about modern times should be false and an illusion...

They are all waking nightmares, a trick the world has played on her...

Maybe it's because she really killed 'Princess Anle' and is this her curse?Is this the retribution that belongs to 'Jiang Sile'?
'Drip drip'

'Drip drip'

The beep of the cell phone that only she could hear kept ringing, and the vibration of the cell phone made a wrinkle on the sheets beside the bed.

It's so real...

At least...her own imagination alone shouldn't be able to make it so realistic.

Jiang Sile heard her heart beating. She pursed her lips, as if she was using all her strength to make a very huge decision for her.

Finally, she said to A Yishi in a calm voice that could no longer hear the tremor: "A Yishi...take me there, please?"

She stretched out her hand and pointed to a corner of the temple.

In Jiang Sile's own eyes, the place pointed by her finger was beside the bed in her modern rental house, where the cell phone that kept ringing and vibrating was located.

Facing Jiang Sile's beauty, Ayi didn't say anything. He just kissed Jiang Sile's forehead tenderly, as if he knew everything.

Then, he gently picked up Jiang Sile, who was still weak, and headed in the direction of her finger.

"Yes, it is here."

When he arrived at the place where he was, Jiang Sile leaned down and touched the cell phone that kept beeping on the bedside.

"...Can you really touch...?"

how come? ……why? …

All these developments were beyond Jiang Sile's expectation.

Jiang Sile was in a daze for a moment, confused about the existence of the entire world.

She clicked on the phone.

Today is: [July 7, sunny, 12:8]

Just when Jiang Sile was looking at the phone blankly, [8:33] became [8:34].

All of this... is true.

The touch, the hot feeling of the phone, the time beating in front of my eyes...

It's all...all true.

It's so real that it couldn't be more real... Even the legendary holographic game can't have such a real touch.

Her voice was trembling, and when she looked up at Ayi, her eyes were filled with hope.

"Is there anything in my hand?"

"...Nothing..."

A Yishi said calmly, hugging Jiang Sile tighter, trying to give her a sense of reality with this hug. "What... nothing?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing, nothing"

"There is nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing..."

Jiang Sile lowered his head and stated A Yi's answer, his voice became more and more urgent, the light in his eyes was quickly dissipating, and his voice became more and more crazy.

"Anle... Anle!"

Ayi raised his voice, breaking Jiang Sile's crazy murmur.

He put Jiang Sile's hand on his own and shook A Yishi's hand firmly.

"Anle, you can feel me...it's not like there's nothing here..."

Suddenly, Jiang Sile got into Ayi's arms and held his hand tightly.

From her perspective, she not only had a mobile phone from modern times in her hand, but also Ayishi's hand.

Modernity and ancient times are intertwined and overlapping, and incredible phantoms have appeared in her eyes, or... it should be overlapping.

The two worlds seemed to overlap in front of her eyes, like a ghostly image of a low-quality game in a game store, installed on a crappier computer configuration, due to the low configuration.

As if he was comforted or overloaded with information, Jiang Sile's hand suddenly loosened, and he fell into A Yishi's arms and passed out again.

"Anle, Anle..."

……

On the other side, when Yuanping was urgently called to the quiet room again by the host, he was full of confusion.

The host shouted in a hurry, so he had to hold a medicine box and hurriedly followed two uncles, Yuanli and Yuanyi.

'It stands to reason that this noble man's illness is just a weak body. He can just take good care of him. Why is there any need to see him again? '

Although he was very puzzled, he still kept his mouth shut and followed the old host hurriedly down the path to the quiet room.

Although Yuan Li was the oldest among the group, his steps were steady and Yuan Ping had to trot to keep up.

The wooden door of the quiet room was pushed open, making a creaking sound.

Yuan Ping followed the host and walked into the quiet room.

"Donor, the doctor has already brought it."

Yuanping took a step to the right and poked his head out from behind the old monk.

He quickly scanned the entire quiet room, almost the same as before.However, the face of the noble man on the bed became increasingly pale, as if he were made of fine white porcelain.

A Yishi moved away, but his eyes kept looking at the weak An Le on the bed with worry, as if they were the only two people in the world.

Yuanping walked to the bed and put down the medicine box he was carrying.

He first observed the noble man's face for a moment, then opened his eyelids and murmured in his heart.

'This is the same as last time, even better.Is there something wrong with the liver inside? '

Thinking about it, he put his hand on Jiang Sile's wrist, narrowed his eyes slightly, held his breath and concentrated, and began to carefully feel for the pulse.

The other three people in the room were also watching Yuan Ping closely, their brows furrowed and their hearts filled with worry.

After a while, Yuanping picked up the hand that was feeling the pulse and put the noble's exposed arm back into the quilt.

His face was calm, his brows were slightly raised, and he said with a little doubt in his voice: "The noble man's body is already better. It's just that he fainted due to excessive panic. He will wake up on his own after a while. And in two more days On the day, if your body is well cultivated, you can go to the ground and move around without any problems."

As he spoke, his eyes looked at the old monk Yuanli and Ayi with inquiry, as if he was asking about something.