Zhao Fujin, the Emperor who brought disaster to the country

Chapter 9 Boudoir Space
Zhao Fujin accompanied Zhao Ji to have dinner and then returned to Qionghua Pavilion.

Pretending to be tired, he drove away all the people who were waiting on him, and then entered the hall alone.

Climbing onto the bed and hooking up the bed curtains, she couldn't wait to enter the space.

However, she didn't know how to enter this space.

She tried all the methods she could think of including kneeling, lying down, throwing herself on the floor, Taoist etiquette, etc., but she still stayed in bed with difficulty.

Then, she began to change her accent again, and recited the name of the hall religiously countless times with various timbres, but there was still no response.

This time, she was also confused.

Could it be that the space I entered last night was an hallucination caused by my shortness of breath and lack of oxygen in my brain?

impossible!
Zhao Fujin didn't believe in evil. She searched around but couldn't find the gauze ribbon she used last night, so she had to take off the one on the other side and hang it on the top of the bed.

"How can you catch tiger cubs if you don't enter the tiger's den?" She thought silently in her heart. In order to live a better life in the Song Dynasty and eliminate all future troubles, she decided to fight!
So, he took a deep breath, stepped on the air on the bedpost, and dove into the gauze circle.

As soon as she entered, she realized that she had made a mistake. In her excitement, she even forgot to put something under her feet!

But it was too late. Her neck tightened and her breathing immediately became difficult.

The next moment, she was back in front of the hall, holding the door with both hands and weighing her feet.

Isn't this what she did before returning to bed last night?
She was stunned for a moment, then tried her best again to confirm once again that the door of the palace could not be opened. Then she put down her hand and prepared to go and see the golden waves of wheat next to the main hall.

I don’t know what the wheat is used for. Maybe it’s taken back to Qionghua Pavilion?
She turned around the corner of the hall, only to see that the golden wheat waves that had grown there had disappeared and were replaced by wheat stubble all over the ground!
Nima!

Who took away my wheat!
Zhao Fujin was startled and stood in the empty wheat field, wanting to cry without tears.

At this moment, she saw a window open under the pillars at the back of the hall!

This discovery thrilled her.

In her previous life, she heard a saying: Ask God to close a door for you, and he will definitely leave a window for you.

——It turns out to be true.

She ran towards the window.

She had to hurry, after all, her neck was still hanging from the gauze!
The window was only about one meter away from the ground. Zhao Fujin reached the window, held on to the frame of the window, and sat on the window sill with a little help. Then he stretched out his long legs and landed in the window.

this room!

It was exactly the same as the bedroom she lived in before traveling through time!
Turquoise wall paint, [-]-meter-[-] large bed, four-piece suit with blue and pink thick stripes, beaded bedside lamp, built-in mirror, milky white dressing table, lawn green plush carpet, one person tall Pink plush rabbit pillow…

Zhao Fujin cheered, jumped onto her big bed, hugged the soft and fragrant quilt, and felt happiness bubble up in his heart.

She always felt that as soon as the small bedroom door opened, a big head of Zhao Laosan would come in. He always grinned widely and said, "Xiao Jinzi, whatever you want to eat today, daddy will cook it for you!" "

My nose was sore and my eyesight became blurry.

She vaguely felt that returning to Song Dynasty was just a dream for her.

Now, she finally woke up from her dream.

But the dazed feeling lasted only a moment, and she woke up.

She was also wearing a Song Dynasty-style robe, waist-length hair, and silk stockings. Also, her energetic and energetic appearance reminded her that she was in space. Here, traveling to the Song Dynasty is a real fact.

Not a dream.

Her neck was still hanging from the top of the rosewood bed!
As soon as this idea came into her mind, she remembered something extremely important:
She found a way to get here, but she doesn’t seem to know a way to go back?
It's over, it's over!
If she couldn't go back, wouldn't she be hanged?
She jumped up from the bed, pulled out the stool under the dressing table and put it under the window. She jumped out of the window and ran to the main entrance of the hall. In the same position as when she came in, she put her hands on the door and used her legs to exert strength. Pushing the door - this was how she pushed the door back to Da Song last time.

But this time it didn't work. No matter how hard she pushed and adjusted her breathing rate countless times, she still couldn't get back to Da Song's bed!
Zhao Fujin was extremely depressed. She ran into the lake that she fell into yesterday without believing in evil, and changed countless angles - she still stayed in the space just fine.The world is silent, everything is silent, even the water flow holds back the sound waves.

Zhao Fujin found out that she couldn't go back!

As soon as this thought flashed across her mind, she felt like she couldn't go back.

Living in this space is no different from living in the ward in this world.

At the very least, she is now in strong health, can run and jump, has mountains to climb, water to play in, has nothing to do, and can even plant some flowers, plants and trees on the land where the wheat was taken away...

Wouldn’t it be nice to live like this?
Why go back to the Song Dynasty?

Thinking of this, she felt much better. She walked out of the lake, walked around the main hall, followed the window, and returned to her boudoir in this world.

She first looked in the full-length mirror and studied the appearance of the most beautiful woman in the Song Dynasty.

The girl in the mirror has a face like gelatin, eyes like dots of paint, black hair and thin eyebrows, a pretty nose and cherry lips, a curling figure, and a bright and beautiful body.

Zhao Fujin once read what Yan Jidao wrote in "Sheng Cha Zi": The distant mountains have long eyebrows and thin willows with curly waists.Put off your makeup and the spring breeze will come, and a smile will cost you a fortune.

At that time, she felt that the poem was a bit exaggerated, so she took a paintbrush and daubed countless pictures of ladies in ancient costumes on white paper, but she could never paint out the artistic conception of the beauty in the poem.

At the moment, she only had to take a look in the mirror and felt that Yan Jidao's poem was tailor-made for Emperor Kangfu.

It's a pity that such a beautiful woman has to be hanged by herself.

Zhao Fujin was passive for a while, and then opened the drawer of the dressing table, where her collection of perfume and lipstick was hidden.

It's nice to have money!

Zhao Fujin pulled out a box containing hundreds of sticks of lipstick of various colors, took out her favorite color, and applied lipstick in front of the mirror.

After applying a matte lipstick to her original cherry red lip color, Zhao Fujin felt that the beauty in the mirror had become more charming, her eyes were swaying, the ends of her eyes were slightly raised, and she had a smile at the corners of her mouth, turning her into a modern soul. It’s shot!

Oops!

Zhao Fujin's face turned red, and he squeezed out of the dressing chair with a squeak. He was too embarrassed to look at the beauty in the mirror.

In reality, she was born well, but she was suffering from chronic illness, was pale and bony, and always looked like she had been unlucky for eight lifetimes.

Compared with Kangfu Diji's body, it's really a world of difference.

Zhao Fujin thought for a while, closed the dressing table, and planned to try to open the bedroom door.

If this is really her bedroom in reality, will her study, flower room and dressing room be outside the small door?

That is her entire spiritual world!

If she could open it, even if she had to stay in this space for hundreds of years, she would not be lonely.

When she reached the door, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and made a decision in her mind to pry it open if it couldn't be opened.

However, she twisted her hand against the doorknob, and the door opened silently.

Outside the door, the flowers are blooming, the green plants are growing just right, the tables and chairs in the study are all there, and the bookcases on the three walls are arranged just right.

Nothing has changed.

It’s just that their owner has changed into another person!
Zhao Fujin sighed and flew towards her bookcase like a bird flying into the forest.

However, before she could get closer, she heard another familiar exclamation: "Who's here? Oh no, Emperor Kangfu has disappeared again!"

(End of this chapter)