"In April of the third year of Zhaoshi, the emperor prays for blessings in the Temple of Heaven."

"Suddenly the wind suddenly rose and a meteorite fell."

"The Emperor's Demolition..."

"All civil and military officials in the court and royal family members were killed..."

After waking up from this world in a daze, he heard someone talking next to him.

The sound is not loud, sonorous and powerful.

The speaker was obviously trying his best to restrain himself, but he could still feel the excitement and fear in the speaker's heart from the tremolo that was difficult to detect in his tone.

There were obviously others in the room who had a rapid breath after hearing the news, but soon returned to peace.

Then there was silence, deathly quiet.

He also kept quiet, lying on the bed and looking at the roof.

The old-fashioned antique roof also has some hanging decorations on it, which are exquisitely made.

He turned his head slightly and silently observed the surrounding environment.

Antique tables, antique chairs, and antique incense burners look valuable and are emitting blue smoke.

A faint fragrance came, and a hollow curtain not far away separated the room.

You can vaguely see two people opposite, one man and one woman, the woman is sitting on the upper head and the man is sitting on the lower head.

It made him a little confused: What's going on? Are you not dead?

It is impossible. In that case, even gods cannot survive.

I am very thirsty, want to speak, can't open my mouth, and my limbs are weak, but I can feel my body slowly regaining consciousness.

"Is this why my father asked Yang Mo and I to get married?"

Just when he was confused, someone was talking on the other side of the curtain.

It was that woman, her voice was very gentle and nice, but her gentleness was firm, making people very curious about what she looked like, but she didn't dare to peek at it.

"Yes, the Duke of the Kingdom said that Mr. Yang is the only remaining royal family in the Northern Sui Dynasty. The King of Longcheng is old and suffers from serious illness. He has no children. Even if he ascends the throne, it will not last many days."

The man who had just spoken was very humble: "The court has sent people to invite the King of Longcheng to the capital. Once it enters the capital, the Duke of the State decided that the King of Longcheng would definitely accept Yang Mo as his adopted son, and he would be the prince of the new dynasty."

"What will my father do when my Li family and the Chai family get engaged?"

After the woman finished speaking, the man hesitated and continued, "Miss, before the humble master comes, the eldest son asked me to bring you a word."

"What do you mean?" she said a little impatient, as if she had guessed what her brother was going to say.

"Although Yang Mo, who was unconscious in the house, was a branch of the royal family, had a down-and-out family, and his appearance and character were not as good as Mr. Chai, this matter was related to the foundation of our Tang Guofu in the next hundred years. Miss Wan Wang should put the Duke first."

After the man finished speaking, he lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at the young lady in front of him who was not inferior to the two young men.

Another silence.

"Yang Mo? I'm unconscious in the room? Are you talking about me?"

The man lying on the bed behind the curtain began to wonder again: there seemed to be no one else around.

Two words popped up in my mind: time travel, rebirth.

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"Okay, go and prepare..."

But the opposite side did not give him too much time to think, the woman behind the curtain said coldly.

"Yes, I'll prepare now..."

After the man finished speaking, he quickly walked out of the room and carefully closed the door.

The house fell into silence again.

A curtain blocked himself and the woman.

"Are you awake?"

After a long time, a sound came from the curtain.

"Well, I just woke up not long ago and felt so thirsty. Seeing you talking, I didn't want water to drink."

"You're ready."

“What are you preparing for?”

"Entering..." After the woman said, she suddenly felt aggrieved and unwilling to accept it, and tears flowed down her face.

Because of the future of the family and the power of her father, she would marry someone she never knew.

What if my father and brother bet wrong?

What should he do if he won't become the prince?

But even if he bet correctly, he becomes the crown prince or even becomes the emperor in the future, so what? Will his father and brother let him sit in that position?

What will happen to your own destiny?

"Entering? Who are you?"

Listening to the man opposite, the woman became more and more irritable, and suddenly aroused an impulse in her heart. She looked at the sword hanging on the wall next to her, and her eyes showed murderous intent.

"And with me!"

She gritted her silver teeth, stood up and held the sword, resisted the murderous intent, and quickly walked out of the room.

"Hey, can you drink some water?"

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Three days later, he sat in the garden and looked at the flowers around him and the busy people, and sighed helplessly.

The water was finally drunk. Not long after sitting on the bed that day, a man of big and thick came in with a jar of water.

Throw it on the table and snorted at myself before leaving.

After drinking the water, he left the door, but no one stopped him.

The yard is large and ancient. The clothes and dress of servants coming and going, as well as the pedestrian dresses on the streets outside the yard and surrounding buildings, all prove that he has traveled to ancient times.

As for who he is now, he has already confirmed that he even wrote an introduction and comment on his current identity.

Name: Yang Mo (very ordinary name)

Nationality: Northern Sui (a dynasty I have never heard of)

Occupation: Wearing straw sandals (yes, long lost technical job)

Family background: Both parents died, no car or house (it’s even better, the standard configuration for time travelers cannot be standard)

Identity: The great-grandson of the third descendant of the founding emperor of the Northern Sui Dynasty, his bloodline has become so weak that he can even blush when he says it.

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Of course, he can sit here now because of this identity.

Just as the conversation I heard when I woke up, a few days ago, the emperor took civil and military ministers and royal relatives to worship heaven and pray for blessings.

As a result, Fu did not come, but he prayed for a meteorite.

The sudden meteorite directly took away the emperor, the civil and military officials of the court, as well as the entire royal family.

It sounds very unreliable, but it is a fact. Just like he travels through time, it is even more unreliable, but it is also a fact.

But not many people know about this.

The Northern Sui clan family was destroyed, and he, the recorded royal family member, became precious in an instant. Because he pretended to be sick and did not attend the memorial ceremony, the Duke of Tang, Li Yuan, who escaped by chance, was the first to target him.

Following the advice of his eldest son, Li Yuan quickly sent someone to Yanzhou to hijack him and sent him to marry his daughter Li Xiuning.

That's right, the one who wanted to get engaged to him was Li Xiuning, the famous Princess Pingyang Zhao in history, and was also the only woman in history who had a posthumous title after her death.

After obtaining this information, he originally thought that he had traveled to the end of the Sui Dynasty and the beginning of the Tang Dynasty.

But looking through the historical books in the study these days, I feel something is wrong.
Chapter completed!