Oh my, ancient people were so blinded by imperial rule that they couldn't even laugh in front of the emperor - this is considered offensive to royal hearing? Hmph, the emperor's hearing must be easily offended.
Of course, he didn't dare say this out loud. A wise man knows not to suffer immediate losses, and he understood this, currently being held in someone's grasp.
"By the way, what about Mu Xiaoxiao? Is she dead?" Zhao Changping suddenly remembered Mu Xiaoxiao's sudden fainting and asked urgently.
Long Yuetian was puzzled by his words. Is this an assassin? Targeting Mu Xiaoxiao? But why?
In any case, Long Yuetian decided to lock him up first.
The attendants, receiving his signal, immediately acted, lifting Zhao Changping to take him to the dungeon.
Being carried by the attendants, Zhao Changping could see Long Yuetian - handsome features, outwardly peaceful, looking like a harmless young man. However, Zhao Changping knew his voice, his tone. Especially his current gaze - the eyes of a monarch!
Heh, Mu Xiaoxiao is truly lucky to have become the consort of such an excellent emperor.
While Zhao Changping was observing the emperor, Long Yuetian was also studying him - a thin face with slightly prominent cheekbones, making him look even thinner.
Large eyes, quite similar to Mu Xiaoxiao's. He looked like an ordinary man - what could his purpose be?
Suddenly, Long Yuetian saw Zhao Changping smile and blurted out: "Why are you smiling?"
The attendants immediately stopped. Zhao Changping smiled without answering, as he was thinking. What to do? Would a physics PhD really be foolish enough to sit in a time-traveling device and come to ancient times just to be imprisoned? That would be idiotic!
At this moment, he received another prompt from the detector, indicating many people were coming. Zhao Changping said to the attendants holding him: "Don't block the way, they're coming with many people."
Long Yuetian was stunned: "Who? Who are they?"
Zhao Changping laughed. How would he know who they were? The video analyzer wasn't on, no cameras were installed at the door, and crucially, his hands were tied behind his back.
Long Yuetian interpreted this as a profound expression, becoming even more intrigued, his eyes fixed on the doorway. Footsteps grew closer and closer...
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Long Yuetian interpreted this as a profound expression, becoming even more intrigued, his eyes fixed on the doorway. Footsteps grew closer and closer…
Long Yutian opened his terrified eyes—Zhao Changping’s eyes were fixed on him, his back to the door, did he have some mysterious prophetic power?
"Zhao Changping, you're still alive?" Mu Xiaoxiao's voice arrived before she did, drowning out all the palace maids' greetings. "Goodness... everything related to you is never good. The first time you made me fall into this strange place, alone and without anyone... this second time, I actually fell asleep on the ground and woke up with my body aching."
Zhao Changping's accumulated resentment suddenly erupted: "Hey, can't you be reasonable? I've been looking for you, driving a spaceship through time, searching through dynasty after dynasty, country after country. I've worked so hard! You little brat, you don't even have an ID, otherwise I could have saved so much effort!"
Now it was Mu Xiaoxiao's turn to be stunned: "Is that you? How did you suddenly become so talkative, not like yesterday at all... did you go stupid from freezing in the cave?"
Goodness...
Long Yuqian was somewhat annoyed, looking at these two people who didn't seem to care about the emperor, and coughed, asking: "What were you just discussing?"
"This is a secret that cannot be told!" Mu Xiaoxiao and Zhao Changping almost spoke simultaneously. Then they looked at each other and laughed.
Long Yuqian felt uncomfortable and changed the subject: "How did you know they were coming?"
Zhao Changping smiled: "I'm a divine immortal."
Long Yuqian scoffed: "I most despise those without talent who try to pretend to be geniuses."
Just as Mu Xiaoxiao was about to agree, Zhao Changping said something that shocked everyone: "About 200 meters to the left, a building is on fire."
Gu Gan rushed out and immediately ran back in, kneeling to report: "The candle guards of Jingde Hall were negligent, and the main hall caught fire. But because we arrived in time, the fire was extinguished just as it started."
Heavens!
Even Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned, taking a sharp breath. After a while, she praised: "You're so amazing!"
Facing everyone's astonished looks, Zhao Changping smiled mysteriously again: "I'm a divine immortal." In his heart, he was already thinking—how could he let Mu Xiaoxiao be the only one enjoying ancient times?
With the computer, Mu Xiaoxiao fell into a frenzy, simultaneously driving Zhao Changping nearly crazy. For an entire morning, she wouldn’t stop talking, repeating the same few phrases over and over – “Oh, so many new movies have come out! The Chinese film industry is so developed, those filmmakers are not considerate, they won’t even wait for me to come back to shoot!” “Oh, so many new songs have been released! China has so many stars, recording song after song, without waiting for me to come back to record!” “Oh, so many new things have happened! Tsk tsk, us common people are really funny, performing comedy every day.”
Zhao Changping had cotton stuffed in his ears, but still couldn't block out her voice. He jumped up, walking around Mu Xiaoxiao, stomping and making loud noises, but couldn't attract her attention. He collapsed, marveling at this little woman's focus.
Mu Xiaoxiao turned her head and glanced at him: "Stop making a fuss, using the computer is work."
Turning his own words back on him, and so lightly saying "stop making a fuss", as if he were a child - Zhao Changping felt frustrated!
How could he stop this little chatterbox? Zhao Changping thought and then laughed. He ran over, lifted Mu Xiaoxiao's face, forcing her to make eye contact, and then said: "Have you ever seen a flying person?"
Mu Xiaoxiao blinked and said a sentence that made Zhao Changping want to spit blood...
Madman!” Zhao Changping laughed softly. This little brat was so nervous that his hand was almost digging into his flesh, yet still shouting excitedly. Ah, would Mu Xiaoxiao leave a hole in his shoulder after having her fun? Ha, Nine Yin White Bone Claw! Zhao Changping was about to stop when he saw Long Yutian arrive.
Zhao Changping intentionally wanted to tease him, so he accelerated the spacecraft to its maximum speed, suddenly flying low and passing right in front of Long Yutian, successfully turning Long Yutian’s face deathly pale.
Long Yutian’s daze lasted only a moment, and he quickly regained his composure. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the two people who had flown high up – Mu Xiaoxiao was so happy, her large eyes curved into crescents. Her white clothes fluttered as she flew down from the sky, like a fairy. In a daze, Long Yutian felt as if he was on the ship flying with Mu Xiaoxiao, just the two of them, with the world silent, only them laughing.
“Hey, what are you spacing out for? Are you coming up or not? This is flying!”
Mu Xiaoxiao’s words interrupted Long Yutian’s reverie. He looked at her outstretched hand, so delicate. His gaze moved upward – her body was so small, her face so small. Could this fragile-looking girl really be the laughing fairy sent from heaven? Could she be the one to bring him redemption?
At this moment, Long Yutian’s inner defenses completely collapsed. He was very willing to believe that Mu Xiaoxiao was not an assassin, but someone sent from heaven to rescue him from his misery. He had been living too exhaustedly alone. The empress without blood ties who could seize his throne at any moment; the mother he had never met closely or seriously talked to; the courtiers with hidden agendas…
