Jiaojiao appears out of nowhere, and the entire wealthy family kneels and begs for forgiveness!

Beijing.

When Chu Miao and Chu Yue got off the plane, it was already past 10 p.m.

Si Yelin arranged for someone to pick them up.

Chu Miao was exhausted from the long flight, so she asked the driver to take them back to the Chu family home.

The Spring Festival is just around the corner.

Outside the Chu family's house, several large red lanterns were hanging, and Spring Festival couplets were pasted up, making it look very festive.

Chu Miao felt a warmth in her heart as she watched.

Chu Yue followed behind her, still holding the sword in his hands.

With arms crossed over his chest, he resembles a door god.

Chu Miao told him not to flaunt his sword anymore, but Chu Yue refused. As a great general, he could not be without his sword!

If you lose your sword, what kind of general are you?!

Chu Miao stopped caring and let him hold her. If anyone asked, she would say it was a toy sword, a prop from the film crew, and that he was filming a movie.

Chu Miao walked to the door, unlocked it with her fingerprint, and opened the door—

As soon as the door opened, a beam of light shone out; from the outside, all the lights in the villa appeared to be off.

Then, several laughter-filled voices rang out!

Welcome home, our precious little princess!

With a few loud "bangs," colorful ribbons fell all over Chu Miao.

Chu Miao was completely stunned.

Chu Yue reacted faster than her. He drew his sword first and aimed it at Chu Tian, ​​Wen Li and the others, pointing it straight at their throats!

"..."

The things Chu Tian and Wen Li were holding fell to the ground.

Grandpa Lu, Mr. and Mrs. Wen: "..."

They were all terrified.

His face turned deathly pale!

"Chu Yue! Stop!"

Chu Miao hurriedly stopped Chu Yue!

Seeing that she had almost stabbed Wen Li and the others, Chu Miao's face darkened, and she shouted at Chu Yue, "They are my family!"

Upon hearing that it was family, Chu Yue hurriedly sheathed his sword.

As if he had done something wrong, he guiltily took the sword behind his back and jabbed it into the ground.

He didn't do it on purpose. He was in an unknown place, his nerves were on edge, and the sudden appearance of this group of people made him fear that they were going to harm Chu Miao, so he acted immediately!

"Mom and Dad, are you alright?" Chu Miao asked with concern.

"Cough cough, it's nothing, it's nothing!" Chu Tian quickly waved his hand to indicate that he was alright!

But a bead of cold sweat slid down his forehead, which he secretly wiped away. He couldn't possibly show any fear in front of his precious daughter!

"I-I'm fine too."

Wen Li patted her chest and said she was fine, but she was trembling with fear.

Grandpa Lu and Mr. and Mrs. Wen swallowed hard.

Oh my god.

They're quite old; they were almost scared to death just now!

Chu Tian looked at Chu Yue, who was dressed in military uniform, holding a sword in his hand. Even his hair was waist-length and held in place with a hair crown. He looked heroic and spirited, just like a young general in a mural.

He hesitated before asking, "And this is—"

"Oh, his name is Chu Yue. He's a friend I met on this trip. He lives far away, so I brought him back to stay for a few days," Chu Miao said.

"I apologize." Chu Yue held his sword in one hand and clasped his hands in a fist salute, a very standard ancient way of bowing to them: "I thought someone was attacking me just now, so I overreacted. Please forgive me!"

Chu Tian and the others were once again bewildered by his bowing posture.

Chu Miao quickly pulled them aside and whispered, "Mom and Dad, it's like this. He's a really good person, but he has some mental issues. He's a period drama actor, and after acting so much, he can't distinguish between reality and acting. He really thinks he's from ancient times and won't listen to anything you say. Don't talk to him about it, and don't upset him."

Chu Tian and the others suddenly realized.

So this is ah.

They had also heard that many people become so engrossed in acting that they can't get out of character and truly believe they are the person in the play, which they could understand.

But how come these actors, who have such a great presence and look just like young generals from ancient times, aren't famous? They haven't even been seen on the internet.

"Oh, I see... That child is so pitiful." Wen Li looked at Chu Yue with a hint of sympathy in her eyes.

What a pitiful child.

She looks about the same age as Chu Miaocai. She must be under too much pressure in her daily life, which is why she can't even distinguish between reality and acting.

When Chu Yue saw her looking over, he immediately stood up straight. She was Miao Jie's parent in this world, and he had to make a good impression. But why was the way she looked at him so strange? What was with that hint of sympathy and pity?

“Since you’re Miaomiao’s friend, I’ll call you Xiaoyue,” Wen Li said gently. “It’s quite a coincidence that we both have the surname Chu. Maybe we were even family many years ago. When you come to our house, please don’t be shy. Just make yourself at home.”

"Thank you, Madam." Chu Yue bowed. As he bowed, he raised his sword with his other hand, and the sword made a clanging sound, neither too loud nor too soft, but it made people's hearts tremble.

Are the quality of props this good now?

"Cough." Chu Miao touched her nose. "Mom and Dad, Grandpa, why are you still up so late? What are you doing standing at the door?"

“We’ve missed you terribly since you left more than ten days ago. We’ve been waiting for you ever since we knew you were coming back,” Wen Li said with a smile. “How can I sleep if I don’t see you back?”

"Miaomiao, you must be tired after such a long flight. I asked the kitchen to save some food for you. After you eat, go back to your room, take a shower, and get a good night's sleep."

“These are all your favorite foods, made by your grandparents. They wouldn’t even let us have any if we wanted to eat them.”

Wen Li said jokingly.

Chu Miao's lips also curled up.

It's too late today, so Wen Li told Chu Miao and Chu Yue to go eat and rest first, and they could talk about it tomorrow.

After finishing her meal, Chu Miao returned to her room, took a shower, and then lay comfortably on the bed.

She sent Si Yelin a message, telling him that he had arrived home safely and that he didn't need to worry.

Gu Yue also sent her a message, asking if she had arrived yet, his words full of concern, and repeatedly calling her "Grandmaster".

Chu Miao glanced at it, but didn't reply; she was too lazy to reply.

I only added them on WeChat because I had no other choice.

They also arrived in the capital, but they came a little later because they were escorting the time machine to the capital and did not take a helicopter; they traveled by car all the way.

Chu Miao browsed around on WeChat for a long time, then got bored and put down her phone, staring at the ceiling. The air was filled with the pleasant scent of laundry detergent.

The blankets were newly changed, and the room was clean and tidy. It was clear that they had taken great care to clean Chu Miao's room during the days she was away. There were even small stickers and decorations for the Chinese New Year hanging on her windows and doors.

Chu Miao closed her eyes. Actually, she should have revealed her identity earlier by mentioning Chu Yue's situation.

She is not Chu Miaomiao, but Chu Miao of the Great Chu Kingdom.

But she couldn't bring herself to say it.