I dressed as a princess and cheated on myself

Song Bushi ran a long distance in one breath before looking back. Fortunately, Qin Moyu did not follow him.

She stroked her chest and sighed, "Hey, what's wrong with this guy today? Why does he have such a weird idea?"

Being the King of Heng again, he began to care about the world again and even regarded that side as an imaginary enemy.

I hope he's just saying that casually.

"Hi..." A person suddenly appeared from behind and patted her on the shoulder.

Song Bushi was frightened and turned around to see that it was Han Run.

"Are you sick? You scared me to death."

Han Run stared at her face and asked, "What's wrong with you? You were frowning just now, standing here in a daze! I called you from a distance, but you didn't hear me. What happened?"

Song Bushi pulled him into the house and said, "Let's talk inside."

"Ah... that's not good. If the prince finds me again, I'll be dead..."

Han Run struggled a little, but was still pulled into the house by her.

She closed the door and asked him nervously, "Han Run, Qin Moyu seems to be suspicious of me."

Han Run raised his eyebrows and said, "To you? Aren't you two deeply in love? Why would he doubt you?"

"He seems to doubt Grandpa's purpose! He said he was afraid that our people would come and cause harm to this world. Don't you think this is crazy?"

Han Run touched his chin, thought about it seriously, and shook his head, "No, no, no, his idea is very normal! If it were me, I would think so too!"

"Ah? Do you think so too? Why?"

Han Run poured a cup of tea and took a sip. "Think about it, you beat so many barbarians by yourself, using modern weapons. Who wouldn't be afraid? As the King of Nanyang, Qin Moyu knows the war best. He has thousands of Nanyang people behind him! Facing such a powerful opponent who can come at any time, how can he not worry?"

Song Bushi nodded, "That makes sense. But how can I convince him not to worry?"

Han Run shook his head. "If we want to completely dispel his concerns, we can only destroy the time machine. In this way, no one can come here anymore. Of course, he definitely won't worry about you going back!"

Song Bushi's eyes widened. "Wow, you are so smart, he really said that!"

"Really? So what are you going to do? He's actually asking you to make a choice. I'm also curious, are you going to stay or go back?"

Song Bushi opened his mouth, but finally just shook his head, "I don't know. Which one do you think is better?"

Han Run chuckled, "If it were me, I would definitely choose to go back! However, if I have a woman I love, I would want to take her with me."

Song Bushi asked, "What if she doesn't want to go?"

Han Run gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, I still want to go back! The longer I live here, the more I miss my old world!"

His eyes suddenly lit up. "How about this, you give me the time watch and I'll take your job! If you want to go back, I'll go back and you stay!"

Song Bushi glared at him, "You wish."

"Hey, you can't be too greedy, right? You're thinking about Qin Moyu here, and you're thinking about that one at the same time. You're playing with two boats. Be careful not to capsize. It's not worth it!"

"I'm not greedy, I just haven't thought it through. On one side is love, on the other side is work, there is no conflict at all, why should I choose? I can always apply for a job here! Anyway, grandpa needs me to look for treasures here, I can just live like this for the rest of my life."

Han Run shook his head. "You think too simply! Things are unpredictable, and there are too many changes in life. I don't think things are that simple! It's impossible for everything to go as you wish."

"That's the case for now, at least. Why should we worry about something that hasn't happened yet? Don't you think so?"

Han Run nodded, "That makes sense!"

Song Bushi also poured himself some water and said, "By the way, how is your new book going? We are stable now and have nothing to do. Otherwise, why don't we go out and sell books?"

Speaking of the new book, Han Run was very excited, "Okay, okay, I was just about to tell you about the new book!"

As he spoke, he took out a new comic book from his arms, "Look, this is my new work! I've been a little stuck recently, if you have any good ideas, you can tell me."

Song Bushi opened the book, read a few pages patiently, and said speechlessly, "You...how come you drew my story?"

Han Run said proudly, "Yes, yes, I think your love story with King Heng is very interesting, so I want to record it in the form of a comic, and also give you a surprise, what do you think?"

Song patiently looked at it for a while. It was indeed well drawn and the storyline was complete. It was basically the love story between her and King Heng. "Strange, how do you know so much? I didn't tell you so much."

Even Qin Mo Yu asked her out in a see-through outfit. It was so embarrassing.

Han Run suppressed his laughter. "You didn't expect that, did you? I've been on good terms with Wei Zhong for the past year. I've been drinking with him every day to ask about you and the prince! He knows everything about Qin Moyu and you! It's a pity that my inspiration dried up after he died. Now, I can't continue, so I can only ask you for help!"

Song Bushi ignored him.

Han Run quickly poured her tea and handed her water, "Hey, I hope you will continue to support my career!"

When Song Bushi read the later part, he got stuck when he drew the part where Liang Yuxuan and Song Bushi's souls returned to their places, because after King Heng fell into the water, he didn't know about their story in Fengxian, so he stopped.

So, now he wanted to hear Song Bushi tell the story of her and Prince Heng in Fengxian!

Song Bushi felt that there was nothing that could not be drawn. They were just cartoons anyway and no one would take them seriously.

"You want to hear Fengxian's story?"

Han Run nodded, "Yes, yes, tell me, what happened to you in Fengxian?"

Song Bushi gave a brief account of the situation and Han Run quickly took notes.

When she finished, Han Run had many more plots in his mind and was extremely excited. "It's so exciting! No, your life is simply a perfect comic novel!"

"It's OK. As long as you like it." Song Bushi put down the book and commented, "I have a lot of plots on my side, but you didn't draw the story of Liang Yuxuan returning to the modern times."

Han Run said depressedly, "I want to paint too, but Liang Yuxuan is too cold. I can't find a chance to talk to her. Even if I ask her, she won't pay attention to me!"

"If you don't draw the plot over there, it always seems like something is missing."

Han Run nodded, "Yeah, how about I make up some plots?"

Song Bushi shrugged and said, "Whatever, it's just a comic, you can edit it however you want, it's not a documentary, right?"

"Yeah, that makes sense. I was struggling with how to ask her before. Even if you said that, let's not ask her anymore. Let's make up a story. Who do you think Liang Yuxuan will meet when she returns? What will happen?"