Sister, look at him!

In the early morning, the King of Shu was sleeping soundly when he was wrapped up with his quilt and taken away.

"Brother, I have money. I will pay you double... no, triple what the people who hired you paid! As long as you let me go!"

The King of Shu burst into tears in a helpless manner.

Woohoo, he just knew that what God gave, He would take back the rest. He could live so freely as a prince, but he forgot that being a prince is an identity that can easily die!

He regretted it, he didn’t want to be a prince anymore, he should just continue to be a social animal.

"Stop howling." An impatient voice sounded, and at the same time, the King of Shu felt that someone was gently putting him on the ground.

He looked up with snot and tears all over his face and saw Mu Yan, who was wearing a black robe.

Behind Mu Yan was a big and sturdy tree.

This tree looks familiar.

The King of Shu suddenly shuddered all over and he remembered the tree.

In his previous life in modern times, his parents died young, and he had always lived with his grandparents in the village. There was such a tree at the entrance of the village, which was said to have a history of thousands of years. In the same year when he was brought to the city by his aunt and uncle, this tree was listed as a cultural heritage.

"Follow me." Mu Yan pulled out the dagger stuck in the tree, turned around and walked towards the east where the dagger marks were.

The King of Shu jumped up and looked behind him, only to find that the people who had carried him were gone.

There was silence all around.

The King of Shu had no time to think about anything else and hurriedly followed Mu Yan who was walking in front of him.

The two walked for a long time, so long that the King of Shu felt that his feet, which were only wearing socks, seemed to be worn out. Only then did Mu Yan stop.

"The tomb of Empress Dowager Zhao Yuan is right here." Mu Yan opened his arms and shouted, "It's right at the foot of this mountain."

Hearing Mu Yan's shout, the King of Shu was startled. After reacting, he wondered, "Isn't the Queen Mother still alive?"

"..." Mu Yan gave King Shu a meaningful look, "Soon."

The King of Shu was shocked. No way, Kui Muyan was going to attack the Queen Mother? !

"Hey, aren't we all fellow villagers? Let's talk it out if you have anything to say..." The King of Shu still wanted to persuade him. After all, he was a good boy with a good family background in a peaceful era. It was impossible for him to watch his fellow villager being killed by another fellow villager!

"You think too much." Mu Yan laughed softly twice, "Anyone in the world could hurt her, except me. That's impossible."

"Are you in love with her?"

The King of Shu asked the question as soon as his mind went blank. After asking the question, he wanted to slap himself twice. Damn it, why is he so talkative?

"Is love the only thing on your mind?" Mu Yan glanced at him. "Well, it's getting light, we have to go back."

After saying that, Mu Yan no longer cared about the King of Shu and took a step forward to distance themselves from each other.

That is pure loyalty.

The King of Shu didn't dare to say anything more. He laughed awkwardly and chased after him, "Brother, let's make a deal. Can you give me a pair of shoes?"

His feet hurt.

Mu Yan paused, "They will come to pick you up later, just take a rest."

After he finished speaking, he started walking again.

……

In June, Empress Dowager Zhao Yuan died suddenly without any warning.

For a time, there was a huge shock both in the imperial court and among the people.

Jing Zhan agreed to He Xiyu's request and did not let He Qingwan enter the imperial mausoleum. He also agreed to He Qingwan's last wish and let Kui Muyan hold a funeral for her. After the funeral, Kui Muyan disappeared out of thin air and no one could find his trace.

At the same time, no one knows where He Qingwan’s tomb is.

The King of Shu calculated the days and found that the date of He Qingwan's death was exactly the same as recorded in history, and the time of Kui Muyan's disappearance was also consistent with the historical records.

For some unknown reason, the King of Shu felt a little uncomfortable. The brilliant He Qingwan, who was dedicated to the people, ended his life just like that.

He didn't believe in the idea of ​​being terminally ill. Considering Mu Yan's attitude that day, He Qingwan must have been threatened or controlled.

This was all premeditated!

Maybe it was he who forced He Qingwan to commit suicide.

Alas, what follows is the plot of him being beheaded in the Golden Palace.

No, he couldn't just sit there and wait for death. He had to go find his dear brother, the emperor, and find out the truth behind He Qingwan's death!

After drinking the cold tea in his hand, the King of Shu wiped his mouth and prepared to enter the palace.

But a sudden dizziness caused him to fall straight to the ground.

Damn it, some bastard put drugs in his tea!

……

modern.

twenty-first century.

Municipal People's Hospital.

The young man lying on the hospital bed suddenly opened his eyes and looked blankly at the pale ceiling above his head.

"Xiao Huan, you finally woke up!" A middle-aged woman hugged the young man with tears in her eyes.

"...Aunt?" Jing Huan murmured.

"It's Auntie, Xiao Huan." The middle-aged woman cried even harder, "I thought you wouldn't wake up!"

Jing Huan couldn't hold it in any longer, tears welled up in his eyes. He understood, he finally understood.

He is the King of Shu, but he is not the King of Shu. He thought he went to a parallel world, but he did not expect that he went to the past, and the mild King of Shu in history was him.

By the way, Kui Muyan and He Qingwan!

The tomb of Empress Dowager Zhao Yuan!

Jing Huan sat up in a hurry, took off the respirator, and staggered to get out of bed. He cried and laughed, "Empress Dowager Zhao Yuan, have you even calculated this!"

"Xiao Huan!" Aunt Jing was shocked. Did her nephew just wake up and go crazy again? !

"Aunt, Zhao Yuan is dead. She was so great, but she died. Woo woo woo, why, aunt!"

Jing Huan burst into tears. He didn't know about the treacherous situation in the court. He only knew that He Qing died unjustly.

"And Kui Muyan, isn't he the most loyal to Queen Mother Zhao Yuan? How could he watch Queen Mother Zhao Yuan die?"

Jing Huan's uncle heard Jing Huan's scream as soon as he arrived at the door of the ward. After listening carefully, he found that it was related to his recent research on Empress Dowager Zhao Yuan and Kui Muyan.

"Xiao Huan." He walked in quickly and helped Jing Huan stand up with Aunt Jing. "Calm down first..."

"Uncle, you can help me, you can help me, right?" Jing Huan held Uncle Jing's hand tightly as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, "You are so powerful, you know so much, you must know the cause of Empress Dowager Zhao Yuan's death!"

Jinghuan's uncle is a famous history professor at A University.

"Okay, okay, Xiao Huan, I will help you, I will definitely help you, just calm down first." Uncle Jing echoed Jing Huan's words. He just wanted to calm his eldest nephew's emotions first.

Who would have thought that his nephew, who had no interest in history, would suddenly become interested in history, and in such a crazy way.

"Uncle, you have to help me, you must help me, only you can help me, wuwu, uncle, it's such a pity that Empress Dowager Zhaoyuan died, she definitely didn't die of illness, I know that, uncle..."

Jing Huan choked up, "I went back to the past, I became the King of Shu, I am the King of Shu who is deeply trusted by Emperor Zhao, uncle!"

By the end, he was on the verge of emotional collapse.

"..." Uncle Jing was speechless. Is this child sick and stupid?

"Please believe me!" Jing Huan cried.

"Okay, okay, I believe you. I believe you." Uncle Jing said perfunctorily.

"I'm telling the truth!" Jing Huan shouted, "I know where Empress Dowager Zhao Yuan's tomb is!"

After these words were spoken, Uncle Jing's expression became serious.