Time Travel: My whole family is a villain
Chapter 89 Time has already been written
Snowing.
The red walls of the imperial palace in the capital turned white.
The entire palace was covered with snow-white roofs, which looked particularly white.
A minister reported that it has been a good year for snow, and it has not snowed for three years. If it snows this time, it will be auspicious.
It coincides with the birthday of Prince Han.
The Holy One wants to celebrate Prince Han’s birthday in person.
Everyone in the capital knew that Prince Han was favored.
The status is even more respected than that of the prince back then.
If you offend the prince, the prince is generous and will not do anything to you.
If you offend Prince Han, Prince Han is not generous and will torture you to death.
The emperor just laughed it off and thought his nephew's outspoken nature was so cute.
The concubine of the Han Dynasty was not very lucky, and her beauty faded away after three years of marriage.
The emperor intends to choose another concubine for Prince Han.
On this day, all the high-ranking wives in the court brought their children of school age to the palace.
The palace banquet lasted until midnight.
Peacefulness.
The drinks flowed.
After drinking too much, the emperor hugged his young concubine and directed the play on the stage.
The soldier carrying urgent documents was stopped outside the palace.
The capital city of Jingzhou was destroyed!
In a small room in the palace, a little father-in-law who was beaten and dying walked out in the snow.
He stumbled and stumbled.
Hit the gorgeous stage.
He was dressed in red, and his face was whiter than snow. He sang, and his voice sounded like weeping, like a cuckoo weeping blood. The emperor suddenly stepped off the stage and lifted the little eunuch up swingingly.
……
After snow.
Clear sky.
The sun has not failed us, and we must not fail it. (Note 1)
Jiang Mianmian got up early and wore extra thick clothes.
Grandma said it was colder after the snow than before the snow.
Wear Jiang Mianmian like a real ball.
She counted about eight pieces of clothing she wore, and there were two layers of small robes outside.
The snow in the yard is so thick, it really feels like a thick quilt.
After getting dressed, Jiang Mianmian ran towards the yard.
His legs stumbled, he paused for a moment, and then he fell unbalanced on the snow.
It doesn't hurt at all.
She struggled to hold up her ball-like self with both hands, and struggled to hold herself up with her legs. She stuck out her butt and shouted to herself, then got up and continued to stumble forward.
Another snap.
Get down on the ground.
Jiang Mianmian was tired and didn't want to crawl anymore. Her face couldn't touch the ground. Her clothes were too round, like a little turtle, with her belly pressed to the ground and her limbs dangling.
"Pfft." There was laughter coming from outside the yard.
Jiang Mianmian looked up with difficulty.
There was a little boy standing at the door, wearing a small cloak, bright armor on his knees and chest, and holding a small sword in his hand.
Next to him stood a man as strong as a tower with an expressionless face, a thin man in a robe with two moustache on his face.
It was the little boy who laughed at her.
The little boy has very white teeth and a beautiful smile.
The toothbrush at this time is not very easy to use, and it is rare for teeth to be so white.
Jiang Mianmian looked up tiredly, and her head fell down again.
Another laugh came from the door.
"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang, guests are here." The three of them followed Xiao Wu and shouted loudly.
Jiang Mianmian watched the little ants running around the door. The people in this village were not as vigilant as her little ants. When they shouted, she would be taken away.
At the entrance of the hospital, everyone saw the baby lying on the ground, which was particularly cute.
At this time, I saw a white horse in the snow, opening its mouth and biting the baby's back.
The man as strong as a tower next to the young boy almost tried to chop down the horse.
But the horse opened its mouth wide and just bit the baby's clothes, dragging her up.
Seeing that she was sitting firmly, he let go of his teeth.
Standing in front of the baby, he looked like a majestic guard.
Jiang Mianmian sat on the snow and looked at the little boy who was laughing at her. She looked at the little boy with a serious expression.
Jiang Changtian walked out and picked up Mianmian sitting on the snow.
The few people standing at the door were calm and calm, including the child, who had a natural attitude of a superior.
I came to visit and saw an extremely delicate baby. Although it was a bit shocking, it was okay.
It was just a baby after all.
But when they saw the long-haired young man wearing a gray robe coming out, they were all stunned.
"The green shirt and wet belt make the gentleman look like a flying dragon!"
The young man's green robe was still stained with flour, as if he was cooking.
He came out and picked up the baby first, patted the baby gently, then touched the baby's face, hands and feet, and then looked at them.
The young man smiled before he said anything. He looked like a very gentle and kind man.
"I don't know that a distinguished guest is coming. I can't welcome you from far away. Please come in."
Several people pushed open the door and came in, trampling on the white snow in the courtyard.
Jiang Changtian didn't care at all and led them to the guest room.
It was very simple, with a table and a few futons, and two wooden shelves nailed to the wall. There were a few books on one wooden shelf, and a row of upside-down bamboo cups on the other floor.
There are no paintings on the walls.
There are no decorative vases in the room either.
Not a single flower branch.
But sitting here, you can see the two trees at the door.
One tree only has branches, one tree still has leaves, and now the leaves are covered with white snow.
"Sit down, this is a humble house, please don't see anyone outside." Jiang Changtian said.
Qin Luoxia has already brought two bamboo pottery pots over. They are pots inside and surrounded by bamboo baskets to prevent scalding.
The clay pot contains charcoal.
This is equivalent to a charcoal basin, used for heating.
She came over with a clay pot and nodded slightly nervously to the visitor as a greeting.
The small room was slightly warmer with two clay pots placed there.
"Thank you Xia Mei, please help me bring another pot of tea." Jiang Changtian said.
Qin Luoxia looked at Mianmian in his arms and asked, "Ms. sir, do you want me to take the baby away?"
When Mustache saw the nimble woman coming in carrying something, he thought she was a servant.
She is a very handsome country girl, but with Mr. Jiang's appearance, it is understandable that his servant wife is special.
But he didn't expect that this woman was actually his wife.
"No, Mianmian is very good, I can just hold her while you go and do some work and prepare more food." Jiang Changtian said gently.
Jiang Mianmian felt that her father's eyes were drawn... Something must have happened between the two of them that she didn't know about, hum.
Qin Luoxia left shyly and quickly brought a large pot of water over.
He quickly ironed the bamboo tube, poured water into the bamboo tube, and placed the pot on the clay pot to maintain the water temperature.
She worked very quickly, and before everyone could think of words, the hot water was already served.
Jiang Mianmian also has a cup.
She said sweetly: "Thank you, grandma."
Mustache said: "Thank you madam."
The little boy shouted: "Thank you, madam."
Qin Luoxia blushed at the two calls from Madam, but she still responded generously.
Everyone can see her embarrassment, but they can all feel that she is an extremely gentle woman.
The Iron Tower Man stood outside the house, the young boy and Mr. Beard sat inside, and Jiang Mianmian and Dad also sat inside.
Qin Luoxia came out and handed the man from the Iron Tower a glass of water and said, "Brother, you also have a drink to warm yourself up."
The tower man shook his head and refused.
Qin Luoxia didn't insist much. She just looked at his weapons when passing the water. They were two big knives. They were sharp and heavy. They looked like good knives.
……
……
……
(Note 1, Mr. Shen Congwen said a very good sentence, and I feel it can be used here. Because today is very special.)
The red walls of the imperial palace in the capital turned white.
The entire palace was covered with snow-white roofs, which looked particularly white.
A minister reported that it has been a good year for snow, and it has not snowed for three years. If it snows this time, it will be auspicious.
It coincides with the birthday of Prince Han.
The Holy One wants to celebrate Prince Han’s birthday in person.
Everyone in the capital knew that Prince Han was favored.
The status is even more respected than that of the prince back then.
If you offend the prince, the prince is generous and will not do anything to you.
If you offend Prince Han, Prince Han is not generous and will torture you to death.
The emperor just laughed it off and thought his nephew's outspoken nature was so cute.
The concubine of the Han Dynasty was not very lucky, and her beauty faded away after three years of marriage.
The emperor intends to choose another concubine for Prince Han.
On this day, all the high-ranking wives in the court brought their children of school age to the palace.
The palace banquet lasted until midnight.
Peacefulness.
The drinks flowed.
After drinking too much, the emperor hugged his young concubine and directed the play on the stage.
The soldier carrying urgent documents was stopped outside the palace.
The capital city of Jingzhou was destroyed!
In a small room in the palace, a little father-in-law who was beaten and dying walked out in the snow.
He stumbled and stumbled.
Hit the gorgeous stage.
He was dressed in red, and his face was whiter than snow. He sang, and his voice sounded like weeping, like a cuckoo weeping blood. The emperor suddenly stepped off the stage and lifted the little eunuch up swingingly.
……
After snow.
Clear sky.
The sun has not failed us, and we must not fail it. (Note 1)
Jiang Mianmian got up early and wore extra thick clothes.
Grandma said it was colder after the snow than before the snow.
Wear Jiang Mianmian like a real ball.
She counted about eight pieces of clothing she wore, and there were two layers of small robes outside.
The snow in the yard is so thick, it really feels like a thick quilt.
After getting dressed, Jiang Mianmian ran towards the yard.
His legs stumbled, he paused for a moment, and then he fell unbalanced on the snow.
It doesn't hurt at all.
She struggled to hold up her ball-like self with both hands, and struggled to hold herself up with her legs. She stuck out her butt and shouted to herself, then got up and continued to stumble forward.
Another snap.
Get down on the ground.
Jiang Mianmian was tired and didn't want to crawl anymore. Her face couldn't touch the ground. Her clothes were too round, like a little turtle, with her belly pressed to the ground and her limbs dangling.
"Pfft." There was laughter coming from outside the yard.
Jiang Mianmian looked up with difficulty.
There was a little boy standing at the door, wearing a small cloak, bright armor on his knees and chest, and holding a small sword in his hand.
Next to him stood a man as strong as a tower with an expressionless face, a thin man in a robe with two moustache on his face.
It was the little boy who laughed at her.
The little boy has very white teeth and a beautiful smile.
The toothbrush at this time is not very easy to use, and it is rare for teeth to be so white.
Jiang Mianmian looked up tiredly, and her head fell down again.
Another laugh came from the door.
"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang, guests are here." The three of them followed Xiao Wu and shouted loudly.
Jiang Mianmian watched the little ants running around the door. The people in this village were not as vigilant as her little ants. When they shouted, she would be taken away.
At the entrance of the hospital, everyone saw the baby lying on the ground, which was particularly cute.
At this time, I saw a white horse in the snow, opening its mouth and biting the baby's back.
The man as strong as a tower next to the young boy almost tried to chop down the horse.
But the horse opened its mouth wide and just bit the baby's clothes, dragging her up.
Seeing that she was sitting firmly, he let go of his teeth.
Standing in front of the baby, he looked like a majestic guard.
Jiang Mianmian sat on the snow and looked at the little boy who was laughing at her. She looked at the little boy with a serious expression.
Jiang Changtian walked out and picked up Mianmian sitting on the snow.
The few people standing at the door were calm and calm, including the child, who had a natural attitude of a superior.
I came to visit and saw an extremely delicate baby. Although it was a bit shocking, it was okay.
It was just a baby after all.
But when they saw the long-haired young man wearing a gray robe coming out, they were all stunned.
"The green shirt and wet belt make the gentleman look like a flying dragon!"
The young man's green robe was still stained with flour, as if he was cooking.
He came out and picked up the baby first, patted the baby gently, then touched the baby's face, hands and feet, and then looked at them.
The young man smiled before he said anything. He looked like a very gentle and kind man.
"I don't know that a distinguished guest is coming. I can't welcome you from far away. Please come in."
Several people pushed open the door and came in, trampling on the white snow in the courtyard.
Jiang Changtian didn't care at all and led them to the guest room.
It was very simple, with a table and a few futons, and two wooden shelves nailed to the wall. There were a few books on one wooden shelf, and a row of upside-down bamboo cups on the other floor.
There are no paintings on the walls.
There are no decorative vases in the room either.
Not a single flower branch.
But sitting here, you can see the two trees at the door.
One tree only has branches, one tree still has leaves, and now the leaves are covered with white snow.
"Sit down, this is a humble house, please don't see anyone outside." Jiang Changtian said.
Qin Luoxia has already brought two bamboo pottery pots over. They are pots inside and surrounded by bamboo baskets to prevent scalding.
The clay pot contains charcoal.
This is equivalent to a charcoal basin, used for heating.
She came over with a clay pot and nodded slightly nervously to the visitor as a greeting.
The small room was slightly warmer with two clay pots placed there.
"Thank you Xia Mei, please help me bring another pot of tea." Jiang Changtian said.
Qin Luoxia looked at Mianmian in his arms and asked, "Ms. sir, do you want me to take the baby away?"
When Mustache saw the nimble woman coming in carrying something, he thought she was a servant.
She is a very handsome country girl, but with Mr. Jiang's appearance, it is understandable that his servant wife is special.
But he didn't expect that this woman was actually his wife.
"No, Mianmian is very good, I can just hold her while you go and do some work and prepare more food." Jiang Changtian said gently.
Jiang Mianmian felt that her father's eyes were drawn... Something must have happened between the two of them that she didn't know about, hum.
Qin Luoxia left shyly and quickly brought a large pot of water over.
He quickly ironed the bamboo tube, poured water into the bamboo tube, and placed the pot on the clay pot to maintain the water temperature.
She worked very quickly, and before everyone could think of words, the hot water was already served.
Jiang Mianmian also has a cup.
She said sweetly: "Thank you, grandma."
Mustache said: "Thank you madam."
The little boy shouted: "Thank you, madam."
Qin Luoxia blushed at the two calls from Madam, but she still responded generously.
Everyone can see her embarrassment, but they can all feel that she is an extremely gentle woman.
The Iron Tower Man stood outside the house, the young boy and Mr. Beard sat inside, and Jiang Mianmian and Dad also sat inside.
Qin Luoxia came out and handed the man from the Iron Tower a glass of water and said, "Brother, you also have a drink to warm yourself up."
The tower man shook his head and refused.
Qin Luoxia didn't insist much. She just looked at his weapons when passing the water. They were two big knives. They were sharp and heavy. They looked like good knives.
……
……
……
(Note 1, Mr. Shen Congwen said a very good sentence, and I feel it can be used here. Because today is very special.)
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