Raiders of the Villainous Emperor[Transmigration Book]

Si Jin brought Murong Qi to her room in Si's house. As soon as she opened the door, she smelled a fresh fragrance, like the smell of flowers and plants, coming from the room, refreshing.

"Xiao Jin, are you back?"

"Aunt Zhao," Si Jin turned her head and smiled when she saw the person coming, "Aunt Zhao, please help me clean the room."

"What's the trouble?" Aunt Zhao glanced at him, "Your father and your aunt have special people to take care of them, and I have nothing to do. I just help you clean and clean the room, so that the house will not be full when you come back." dust."

"The house is very clean, thank you Aunt Zhao," Si Jin thanked with a smile, and took Murong Qi's hand, "This is Aunt Zhao, and she took care of me all the time."

Murong Qi seldom smiled except when facing Si Jin, but now when he heard Si Jin's introduction, he had a grateful smile on his face: "Hello, Aunt Zhao."

Aunt Zhao's face was a little confused: "This is..."

"Aunt Zhao, this is my lover, who is already married." Si Jin said seriously.

When facing the person he cared about, the expression on his face was unprecedentedly serious.

Aunt Zhao was surprised for a moment, and soon showed a joyful smile: "Okay, okay, you are married, I was thinking before that you are too cold-tempered towards others, and you don't know who you can fall in love with, so good, live a good life , my wife will be very happy."

Si Jin: "We'll see my mother later."

Aunt Zhao nodded again and again: "I should see you, my wife must have been looking forward to your marriage for a long time."

Compared with Si Fu's hysteria, Aunt Zhao's reaction was extremely kind. She really hoped that Si Jin could live a happy life.

While talking, she suddenly remembered something.

"I'm going to prepare something, and I'll see my wife later, I can't be shabby, yes, there's also wedding candy, my wife must really want to eat the wedding candy from both of you..."

While talking, she walked downstairs and began to ask people to drive to the nearby supermarket to buy things.

Si Jin saw Aunt Zhao was busy, and didn't try to stop her, but turned her head and smiled at Murong Qi: "Let's go, take a look at my room."

Si Jin's room has not been occupied for a long time, but there are still many things from his childhood.

"These are the certificates and medals I won when I was young. In terms of memory, I am no less than you."

"These are my childhood photos, but most of them were taken when my mother was still there. After my mother left, I rarely took pictures."

"these are……"

Si Jin introduced the things in the house to Murong Qi one by one.

For Murong Qi, everything in this world is novel in his eyes, something he has never seen before, but his gaze falls on that thick photo album.

In Murong Qi's eyes, the word "photo" is a completely unfamiliar concept, but it does not prevent him from admiring Si Jin when he was a child.

"You were very cute when you were young."

"How can you compare to you?" Si Jin looked down at her photo, sat on the bed and looked up at him, "I still remember the way you crossed the threshold with your short legs, you were so small, but you always It is with a straight face, showing a fierce look."

If such words were put in the past, Murong Qi might still be angry, but now when he hears it, he is only reminiscing.

Seeing the smile on Si Jin's face, Murong Qi made a serious expression on purpose.

"The painting you drew for me is still hidden in Weiyang Palace. In your heart, is that what I look like?"

Si Jin smiled and pulled him to her side: "Aren't you cute, I see you hide so well."

Murong Qi said angrily: "You can't hide it better."

For 12 full years, those paintings were hidden in that room, but he didn't even know about it. In vain, he thought he knew everything about the palace.

Si Jin was furious: "I want to hide it? It's obvious that you are too perverted!"

Murong Qi raised his eyebrows: "What does this have to do with me?"

Si Jin rolled his eyes at him: "I am a very vengeful person. I remember who asked me to run around the palace dozens of times, and who asked me to write someone's name ten thousand times. It's clear!"

Murong Qi's memory has always been good, but this time he wished that his memory was worse.

"Those paintings..."

Si Jin raised her head: "It's because I'm afraid that someone will see it, and there will be another unreasonable punishment. It's fine to write [-] characters 'Murong Qi'. If you ask me to draw [-] times, my hand will be useless!"

Murong Qi opened his mouth to say something, Si Jin looked at him and raised his eyebrows.

Murong Qi felt guilty for a moment: "The past is all over."

Si Jin raised her foot and kicked him.

Murong Qi's feet were unsteady, and he pressed his whole body on Si Jin.

Si Jin sat on the bed, without noticing for a while, and buried herself in Murong Qi's arms.

"Hey!!!"

"I know I was wrong." Murong Qi's deep voice sounded beside Si Jin's ear.

Si Jin suddenly remembered the torment of the previous night, her face flushed, and she stretched out her hand to press Murong Qi: "Don't make trouble."

Murong Qi looked down at him with a smile on his face: "I just want to admit my mistake to you."

Si Jin's face turned red again: "I didn't think much about it."

Murong Qi laughed, put his arms around Si Jin's waist and turned around on the bed, pulled out the photo album from a distance, and spread it out in front of the two of them: "Tell me about your childhood, I want to hear more about your past. "

"Actually, my life is quite boring." Si Jin said, seeing Murong Qi open the photo album, he still seriously talked about the past saved in the photo album.

The past has already become a memory, most of Si Jin's past is occupied by studies, if you really want to talk about it in detail, it can definitely be called boring, but he still tells Murong Qi about the past bit by bit.

Even if it's just a trivial matter, as long as he remembers it, he will describe it in detail.

Aunt Zhao prepared her things and came to look for Si Jin. She was just standing at the door when she heard a voice from inside.

She listened for a while, then slowly put down her raised hand, and turned her head to the small mourning hall where the Simu tablet was placed.

"Ma'am, Xiao Jin has really found someone he likes, and he will be able to live happily ever after."

On the other side, without Aunt Zhao's interruption, Si Jin dragged Murong Qi to talk for a long time, until he looked up again and found that the sky was getting dark, so he realized that a long time had passed.

He hurriedly dragged Murong Qi downstairs.

"Aunt Zhao!"

"It's just right, come down to eat quickly," Aunt Zhao smiled and beckoned people to set the meal, "I told Madam, you will go to see him tomorrow, come quickly, and eat something first."

Si Jin walked over and looked at the dishes on a table: "It's all my favorite food, thank you Aunt Zhao."

"Thank you, when Madam was still here, you were a picky eater. You didn't eat anything except your favorite dishes." Aunt Zhao smiled with her eyes narrowed, and the wrinkles on her face wrinkled. I was worried that you would not grow tall, but I didn't expect that you have become a tall young man now."

Si Jin smiled: "I've stopped being picky eaters a long time ago."

"That's right, Madam tried every means to feed you back then," Aunt Zhao said, looking at Murong Qi, "Young man, what's your name?"

Murong Qi seldom encountered such direct concern, he was taken aback for a moment: "I...Murong Qi."

"The surname is Murong, it's a good surname." Aunt Zhao narrowed her eyes with a smile, and the more she looked at it, the more she found Murong Qi pleasing to her eyes, just like a mother-in-law looking at a son-in-law, "Look at you two standing together, you are really a match made in heaven. Yes, Aqi, what do you like to eat, I will ask someone to make it for you?"

"No need," Murong Qi's expression was a little stiff, obviously not used to Aunt Zhao's acquaintance, with a straight face, "Thank you, I like everything he likes."

"Oh," Aunt Zhao completely ignored Murong Qi's stiffness, and the smile on her face deepened, "Okay, okay, I know you two love each other, so I won't let others cook your favorite dishes, kitchen There are a few desserts in there, I'll bring them over."

Seeing Aunt Zhao leave, Murong Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Si Jin looked at him amusedly: "No one in the palace would dare to talk to you like that, right?"

Murong Qi heaved a sigh of relief and nodded: "This is the first time I've seen such a person..."

Si Jin crossed her arms and joked with a smile: "If I had treated you like this when we first met, I would probably have died earlier."

Of course, Aunt Zhao's concern doesn't matter in modern times, but in ancient times, such kindness can easily be feared, and anyone who looks at it will feel that there are ulterior motives.

Especially Murong Qi, who was only six years old at the time, but suffered all kinds of hardships and was extra vigilant in dealing with others.

Murong Qi turned his head to look at the dishes on the table: "Is this the dish you really like?"

Si Jin watched him change the subject amusedly, and didn't ask for the answer: "Well, some ingredients appeared later, and Rongguo didn't have them at that time."

As Si Jin said, she picked up the bowl and chopsticks and took a piece of her favorite dish, and handed it to Murong Qi's mouth: "Taste it."

Murong Qi ate the dishes with Si Jin's hands, savoring the taste of the dishes carefully: "It's delicious, not inferior to the imperial dining room. If we can go back, I will send someone to find the ingredients."

"Go see my mother tomorrow." Si Jin looked at him with a smile.

"Ah."

Neither of them knew what happened after the two systems disappeared, nor did they know whether they could go back, but at this time, the two of them no longer had the anxiety and uneasiness they had before.

"If there is a chance, I will take you around and see more novel things at this time."

Si Jin really wanted to let Murong Qi experience everything he experienced in this world.

Murong Qi nodded seriously: "Okay."

In the early morning of the next day, Si Jin and Murong Qi came to the fucking tomb with the things for worship.

The woman in the photo was still in her twenties, with a smile on her face, as if she was smiling at everyone who came to the tomb.

Si Jin squatted in front of the tomb, raised her hand to land on the photo, and spoke softly.

"Mom, I'm married. The person I'm marrying is the man standing next to me. You can't guess that he is the emperor. He is the real emperor, not the one in TV dramas."

"I like him very much, love him very much, and want to be with him forever."

"Mom, have you seen it? I am very happy now. I am very lucky to meet him. He is the first and only person I meet in my life. We will be very happy."

"You don't have to worry about me anymore, I will live a good life and be very happy."

Murong Qi stood by the tomb, listening to Si Jin's low voice, his heart was full of emotions.

He took the initiative to squat down.

"Our wedding is still short of worshiping the high hall."

Si Jin turned her head, never expecting that Murong Qi would take the initiative to mention this: "You..."

Murong Qi held his hand: "Come on."

A smile appeared on Si Jin's face: "Okay."

The two got up and knelt down in front of the grave together.

Second worship to the high hall——