The concubine will not accompany you: General, Madam ran away again

Chapter 172
A thought flashed through Mu Shuyao's mind, and after she instinctively denied it, she couldn't help but think, if she can come, why can't others?

Thinking of this, Mu Shuyao felt slightly excited. What could be more joyful than meeting someone from the same place in a strange world, and this person seemed to be related to her own body.

So, when she regained consciousness, she was already sitting in a magnificent room, and there was no one else in the room except Luo Jia in front of her.

Before Mu Shuyao opened his mouth, a line from a Tang poem came out again, "The sun is at the end of the mountain."

"The Yellow River flows into the sea." Mu Shuyao was taken aback for a moment, and immediately connected, thinking inwardly: Fortunately, I remember these few lines of the poem.

But seeing that Luo Jia was about to speak again, he couldn't help but said weakly: "My sister, it's almost enough, sister, I don't want to accompany you to recite three hundred Tang poems."

Luo Jia couldn't help laughing softly when he heard this, "It's so easy to meet a fellow from the same country, and if I don't agree with a few poems, how can I be worthy of our ancestors."

"But having said that, how did you get here?" Luo Jia asked curiously.

"Car accident." Speaking of this, Mu Shuyao felt depressed. In that world, she had a house, a car, money, and fame, and she was not bad-looking. Among them, it is also quite aggrieved. The most annoying thing is that he has already been booked when he is only a little over 14 years old.

Seeing Mu Shuyao's expression, Luo Jia slapped his head suddenly and said, "You can't be the designer Mu Shuyao who won the award and got soft hands, right? Then you are too miserable." There was no way to say it in his tone schadenfreude and sympathy.

Mu Shuyao looked at her a bit, nodded depressedly, and then asked, "What about you? How long have you been here? How did you get here?"

"I've been here for 11 years. I'm just an ordinary college graduate who just found a job." Luo Jia said angrily: "I don't know where the unscrupulous residents' flower pots came from three When the tenth floor fell, it hit me on the head, and then I died. You don’t know how difficult it is for college students there to find a job.”

After hearing this, Mu Shuyao felt a lot more balanced. At least one person was with her when she felt aggrieved.

The two talked about their respective experiences, and Mu Shuyao suddenly asked with disgust: "Why did you make the house like this, it's so tacky!"

"The original owner's taste." Luo Jia sighed and said, "It was like this when I came here. I can't change it all at once. It's much better now, and I don't know why. The emperor sent someone to give me some money every now and then. It seems that if you don’t make the room sparkle with gold, you won’t be able to reflect his love for his daughter.”

Hearing Luo Jia talk about the old emperor's love for her, Mu Shuyao couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then asked in puzzlement: "Then you just keep pretending to be stupid in this palace?"

"What else should I do?" Luo Jia sighed, "Which one in this palace is easy to get along with, even the original owner's voice was ruined by others, and she was also killed by others, so I came here. "

"I can heal your throat." Mu Shuyao thought for a while and then asked, "Why are there no other princesses in this palace?" This was something she had always wondered about. Where did Huang Luo get so many sons, aren't sons more dangerous than daughters?

"The devil knows what that old woman thinks?" Luo Jia didn't show any respect to the queen at this time, and even opened his mouth to speak vulgar words, "The mother of the original owner also died at the hands of that old woman."

Mu Shuyao frowned, and said coldly, "Obviously you are going to pave the way for his son."

Luo Jia should have watched Gongdou dramas in his previous life. After Mu Shuyao reminded him, he also understood, and sneered: "She has a good plan, but unfortunately I am not the original owner, let her decide."

"Actually, you don't have to worry. Since the emperor allowed you to stay in the palace for so long, he didn't intend to take advantage of your marriage." Mu Shuyao's eyes grew colder when he thought of the more than 100 orders from people.

Luo Jia didn't know about this, and smiled wryly: "Wuqing is the emperor's family. I am different from you. Although you have been named a princess, you have already engaged in marriage, but I haven't. Maybe he is paying me for it." And sell it."

"No." Mu Shuyao shook her head and said in affirmation: "He is ashamed of you and would not take advantage of your marriage, otherwise he would not have adopted you back then."

"What do you mean? You mean..." Luo Jia was scorched by the bomb thrown by Mu Shuyao, looked at Mu Shuyao in disbelief, and asked with trembling lips, "You mean...I'm not His daughter?"

Seeing Mu Shuyao nodded, the teacup in her hand fell unconsciously, and she murmured, "Then who am I?"

"Have you heard of the Rebellion of the King of Han?" At that time, Luo Jia was born not long ago, so she probably didn't know about it, but she would always hear about it afterwards. There are one or two who are not afraid of death.

Sure enough, after hearing what Mu Shuyao said, Luo Jia tilted his head and thought for a while before nodding his head, but he said a little puzzled: "I don't know what happened to the emperor. First, Yan ordered to kill his teacher's family, and then he personally killed him." If it is rehabilitated, no one will be allowed to mention it, but it is of no use to be rehabilitated and not to be mentioned, the Luo family is still dead, and no one will survive."

After listening to her description, Mu Shuyao knew that she only knew the rumors outside, and said with a smile, "Do you know the son and daughter of Emperor Yao Songjin at that time?"

"That's useless. Even if he has a hundred sons like King Wen of Zhou, it's still not enough for the emperor to kill." Luo Jia said sullenly, fiddling with the tassels on the tablecloth.I don't know why, but she felt a little depressed when talking about this matter.

Mu Shuyao glanced at her, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question, "There won't be someone from your place who breaks in suddenly like breaking into the Qinde Hall."

Hearing Mu Shuyao mention this, Luo Jia's face turned red instantly, "You're making fun of me."

"No, what I'm talking about is normal." Mu Shuyao said solemnly, "Hey, how did you fall in love with Chu Yuchen?"

"You..." Luo Jia pointed at Mu Shuyao and said, "Are you still that aloof designer?"

"It's not long ago." Mu Shuyao smiled helplessly, "In this world, except you, no one would have thought that I would know my previous identity, even if I was a female president before."

Luo Jia sighed with deep empathy, "It's unlucky to come here, so we have to start all over again, but fortunately we still have companions, and we are still sisters in name."

"It's not just in name." Mu Shuyao felt that Luo Jia was not the kind of glass-hearted girl, so she simply approached her and said in a low voice, "Actually, we are cousins."

(End of this chapter)