My bedroom is connected to ancient times, I am in love with the prince

"Is it Xiang Baoer calling?"

Lin Xiangxiang heard her grandmother's voice, which was very soft, so she probably wasn't next to her grandfather.

"Grandma, it's me. Do you miss Xiang Baoer?" Lin Xiangxiang shouted into the phone, her smile growing even brighter, completely forgetting that Xie Beiheng was sitting next to her.

From the other end of the phone came the sound of two old men fighting for the phone.

Lin Xiangxiang smiled cheerfully and said, "Okay, stop arguing. According to the old rules, put your cell phone in the middle with hands-free mode on. Grandma, please don't bully Teacher Lin!"

Grandma Lin was the boss at home, and Teacher Lin had doted on her all her life. The only time Teacher Lin would argue with her was when she called home.

Lin Xiangxiang said coquettishly, "I called today because I wanted to ask Teacher Lin some questions about history, hehe."

Grandpa Lin's kind laugh echoed. "My darling granddaughter is still as passionate about learning as ever after graduation. That's right! People should keep learning throughout their lives."

Lin Xiangxiang laughed a little guiltily: "Haha, haha."

Then, she asked without hesitation, "Grandpa, is there a dynasty called Dayue in our Chinese history?"

As soon as she said that, Lin Xiangxiang found that Xie Beiheng had quietly moved to her side, and the distance between them became very close.

"Dayue..."

The grandfather on the other side said something lowly, as if mumbling to himself. After a long silence, his voice was heard again:

"There is no record of the Dayue Dynasty in Chinese history..."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Xiangxiang and Xie Beiheng looked at each other, and both saw disappointment in each other's eyes.

However, Grandpa immediately continued, "However, Grandpa once read a historical record about the Dayue Dynasty in a book."

"At that time, my grandfather was still in college. One day, when he passed by the bookstall in front of the school, he happened to see a book called 'Sleepwalking Through the Nations.'"

"According to the book's description, the author traveled to many countries in his sleep, and these countries were actually dynasties that had never been mentioned in Chinese history. After waking up, the author recorded everything he saw and heard in his dream, as well as his personal experiences."

"My grandfather thought this book was very interesting, so he bought it. It contains records of the Dayue Dynasty!"

Hearing this, Lin Xiangxiang was extremely excited and asked with surprise, "Grandpa, please tell me quickly, how does that book describe the Dayue Dynasty?"

"That happened fifty or sixty years ago. Grandpa doesn't even remember it..."

"But last Sunday, Grandpa was reorganizing all the old books at home and happened to see this book. It's so old, the cover is almost falling off, and most of it has been eaten away by insects, but Grandpa just can't bear to throw it away."

Lin Xiangxiang was so happy that the book was still there!

"Grandpa, in the stories of Dayue Country, is there a person named Xie Beiheng?"

As long as Xie Beiheng exists in the book, there is definitely nothing wrong with it.

I just wonder if Xie Beiheng, the son of the Zhenbei Marquis, is important enough to be written into the book? Lin Xiangxiang looked at him teasingly, laughing secretly.

Xie Beiheng saw the expression on the woman's face and roughly guessed what she was thinking. He looked at her helplessly.

In fact, for him, he only wanted to know when Dayue would be able to completely drive the barbaric and brutal Beirong people out of the Central Plains. He didn't particularly care about his own situation.

"Xie Beiheng? Yes."

"He was a young general who died young."

As soon as Grandpa Lin finished speaking, Lin Xiangxiang was struck by lightning!!!

Died young? Died young?

Her head suddenly exploded with a buzzing sound.

Was she talking about Xie Beiheng? Was she talking about the real Xie Beiheng sitting next to her?

Lin Xiangxiang turned her head with difficulty, only to see that his pupils had suddenly shrunk and his face was full of disbelief.

Suddenly, a huge sadness surged out from the bottom of her heart, making her eyes wet in an instant.

At this time, the voices of Grandpa Lin and Grandma Lin came from the mobile phone.

"Xiang'er, how do you know Dayue and Xie Beiheng? Have you read that book too?"

"Xiang'er? Can you hear me? Why is there no sound?"

"Maybe you pressed it randomly, Xiang Baoer can't hear us anymore."

Grandpa Lin and Grandma Lin didn't know what happened to their granddaughter, they just thought there was something wrong with the phone.

"Grandpa... did you... remember it wrongly?" Lin Xiangxiang spoke with difficulty in a dry voice.

My grandfather is over seventy years old and has read many different books. It is possible that he remembered it wrong!

But Grandpa Lin didn't hesitate at all, "I'm not mistaken. I just saw it last week, how could I be wrong!"

The little hope in Lin Xiangxiang's heart was shattered by her grandfather's words.

Even after she hung up the phone, her head was still buzzing.

When Xie Beiheng first heard it, his heart felt like a huge wave was set off.

He could never have imagined that he would end up like this. Even though it was just a record in a book, he was shocked when he suddenly heard it.

However, when he saw the always bright and cheerful woman next to him, she now had red eyes and a droopy face.

The shock and grief in my heart gradually subsided, and I felt a little moved.

"Xiangxiang, it's just an old book. The person mentioned in the book...is not me."

When Lin Xiangxiang heard this, she didn't know whether to comfort him or herself, and nodded quickly and said, "That's right, it's just a cheap copy from a few decades ago!"

"Who would believe something written on a local stall and dream about it? How hilarious!"

Lin Xiangxiang became more and more excited as she spoke: "I'm going home tomorrow. I want to see who wrote this rubbish book. It's a mess."

"Xie Beiheng, don't believe it either. This book is definitely fake. I'll come to you tomorrow with this book and prove it to you!"

"Okay." Xie Beiheng responded softly, but his expression was a little gloomy.

Afterwards, both of them deliberately avoided mentioning the matter, but they felt depressed and had no interest in anything.

After a quick dinner, the two of them came to the balcony. The evening breeze was blowing gently, and the depression in their hearts was immediately relieved a lot.

"Xie Beiheng, can you tell me about your Dayue?" Lin Xiangxiang asked softly, facing the night view of the city, holding the railing with both hands.

"Yes." Xie Beiheng didn't hold onto the railing, but simply stood there, his posture upright, noble and elegant. He looked into the distance and slowly said, "Dayue was a prosperous country, and its people lived and worked in peace and contentment. But more than twenty years ago, the Northern Rong began to invade, constantly burning, killing, and plundering on our border, slaughtering civilians. Since then, the two countries have been at war. I have practiced martial arts since I was young, hoping to gallop on the battlefield and defend my country. From the age of fourteen, I followed my father to the battlefield. The last battle lasted for three years. My Dayue's 200,000 Northern Zhenbei Army wiped out the 300,000 Northern Rong troops, severely crushing their morale. Three months ago, our army returned to the capital."

Lin Xiangxiang listened quietly. She seemed to be able to imagine the scene: the young general, dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse, with an imposing manner.

"You joined the army at the age of fourteen. How old are you now?"

Xie Beiheng turned his head and glanced at her, "Twenty-one."

People in ancient times got married early...

"Are you married?"

"Never."

"Why? Is it because no one likes you?"

Xie Beiheng: ...

"The Northern Rong are watching closely, I never thought about it."

Lin Xiangxiang nodded. Oh, how can we have a home if the Huns are not destroyed?

She understands!

……

Early the next morning.

Lin Xiangxiang took the train home alone. Her hometown was not far away and the whole journey only took two hours.

Qianjiang County is a small county town.