Zhao Fujin, the Emperor who brought disaster to the country

"I know there are many hidden buttons on that lotus platform." The person in the painting thought for a while and added: "There are them in every direction."

"Also, your lotus pendant can be used separately. As long as the two people holding the pendant have the same blood, they can come in and out at will.

By the way, that painting can summon everyone who enters this space. No matter where that person is, as long as you summon the painting on the lotus platform and call the name of the person holding the pendant from the air, you can summon the person to the designated place at any time. place to come. "

"..."

Zhao Fujin was depressed.

She finally traveled through time, so why would she have to share the space with others?

Well, as long as you have it, it doesn't matter if you can have it all to yourself, but how can you let your opponent come and go as soon as you call him?

Well, okay, let's take a step back. The above are all small things, but the fact that the opponent can be driven out of the space is too much!

She was a lonely soul from another world, who muddleheadedly traveled to the tragic late Song Dynasty. She was destined to die an untimely death, and she suffered all kinds of inhuman torture. She could neither survive nor die!

If there is no such space, how can we still live?

"Fu'er, don't be afraid." The person in the painting couldn't bear it. She raised her slender hand, then dropped it helplessly. In the end, she could only comfort her softly: "The problem now is that she is even more afraid of you!

Maybe, like you, she knows little about this space, or is there something you don't know that could threaten her? "

Um? Most likely.

"Besides, you still have me to help you!" The person in the painting continued to encourage: "We, mother and daughter, are of the same mind, and the benefits will be as great as gold!"

This is true.

Zhao Fujin thought for a while: "She is taboo here and dare not enter. I can just move the things in the study here to save her from using them privately."

In this case, when Zhao Fu enters the space, he can enter the Zixu Palace first. When he encounters danger, he can also enter here to watch the surveillance and avoid risks.

"Ah? Wouldn't it be easier to just lock up your house?" the person in the painting asked strangely.

"How to lock it?" Zhao Fujin said depressedly: "There is no lock on the door at all, and Meng Jiangying can appear anywhere at will. What's the use of locking it if I lock it?"

"I'll lock it!" The person in the painting blinked: "Your bedroom, bathroom, flower room, study and the things inside are all yours. As long as you agree, I can lock them for you at any time."

"Is it easy to open after locking it?" Zhao Fujin still didn't believe the person in the painting. After all, when they first met, the person in the painting really wanted to use her as a "scapegoat."

"It's locked only so that others can't enter. You can enter at any time." The person in the painting understood, but was not angry: "Because that's what you brought in."

"Then, can the door opposite my bedroom be opened?" Zhao Fujin's heart moved. Her bedroom and study room in reality were rooms specially designated for her by Zhao Laosan. Going out from the flower room door was the garden of the villa.

The door at the end of the corridor between the bedroom and study room leads to the living room on the first floor of the Zhao family. Zhao Fujin tried many times but failed to open that door.

"Yes!" The person in the painting was stunned, and suddenly thought of something: "Where does that door lead to? Is it the place where Zhao Laosan lives after going out of the door?"

Zhao Fujin was stunned, and suddenly thought of a possibility: At the earliest time, the person in the painting once said that if she wanted to return to reality, she must stand on the lotus platform, but after she stood up happily, the person in the painting was surprised. Being transported back to the bedroom in reality.

At that time, Zhao Fujin guessed that because she was a soul in reality, she could only be transported back to the bedroom in space.

Is it possible that the bedroom she entered from the Lotus Terrace is the bedroom in reality?

"Yes, that door leads to the living room!" Zhao Fujin's heart was beating loudly and his voice was trembling: "Can you open it?" "Yes!" The man in the painting was also excited: "I'll help you. Open it, go and see Huai Jin, yes, and bring in two photos of him! Also, if possible, bring in a TV set from the Zhao family. It’s really hard for me to stay here alone. It’s so boring!”

When Zhao Fujin heard that the person in the painting said that he could open the door, he was so happy that he just wanted to jump up. Naturally, he agreed to whatever conditions she asked.

She squeezed the lotus pendant and appeared directly in the corridor. In front of her was a red single door with a round latch lock on the door handle.

She gently turned her trembling hand, and the door was easily opened...

A magnificent lobby similar to a hotel lobby slowly emerged:

This hall is more than five meters high. On the far right is a glittering spiral staircase. Directly in front of the staircase, six multi-layer crystal lamps are hung, about one meter high.

The floor of the hall is made of light yellow tiles, and in the middle of each tile, there is an extremely large golden chrysanthemum blooming.

In the middle of the hall, there is a set of dark yellow leather sofas. To the left of the sofa is a row of rooms, including a tea room, a gym, and a huge kitchen and dining room...

Well, on the first floor, no, it can be said that except for Zhao Fujin's suite, all other places in this villa are painted in yellow.

In Zhao Laosan's words, yellow is noble and dazzling, and you can tell it's high quality at a glance.

Well, the aesthetics of the nouveau riche are hard to describe.

Zhao Fujin walked top-heavy into the hall, and his first goal was to walk towards the door of the hall.

The door of the hall also leads to the garden. It is made of glass. Standing in the hall, you can see the rockery directly in front. Under the rockery is a medium-sized round pond, which contains Zhao Laosan's golden lithium. , there are eight water spouts and a small waterfall on the rockery that are slowly flowing down. The red, yellow and white three-color brocades in the pool are wagging their tails happily, and occasionally jump up and down.

Zhao Laosan, I'm back!

Zhao Fujin walked faster and faster, pushed open the glass door of the hall, passed through the rockery, flower garden, pavilion, plank road, and swimming pool, until he ran to the gate.

When Zhao Fujin walked up to it, he discovered that the big iron door was locked, and there were actually spots of rust on it, especially the door lock, which was already crumbling!

How is this going?

Zhao Fujin pushed the door with his hand, but it didn't move at all.

Only then did she realize something was wrong: there was no one in the villa!

Even if Zhao Laosan, Fang Ming, and Zhao Wuyang are not at home, why are Uncle Hu who looks after the door, Aunt Hu who takes care of the garden, Sister Zhao who cooks, and Sister-in-law Zhang who cleans all missing?

So, is this still a space that I brought in?

This discovery made her very disappointed. She thought she would really see Zhao Laosan again.

Zhao Fujin pushed the iron door and saw the scene outside the iron door through the gap: the road directly to the villa built by Mr. Zhao was quiet, the trees on the roadside were swaying gently, but not even a bird could be seen. No.