"Hello--"

Suddenly, Huo Qubing's eyes went dark and he woke up immediately.

The dazzling sunlight hit his face. He squinted his eyes, blocked the sunlight with his hands, and looked around with his eyes.

This is still the time to take a nap.

"Hey, what are you doing? You didn't let me in, but you were sleeping at the door?" Yuan Xi stood at the palace gate with her hips: "Come on, get up and work!"

Is it a dream?

Huo Qubing was confused and cheered up to deal with Yuan Xi: "I have only been in Ansheng for a few days, why are you here again?"

"Don't worry, I won't go in this time. I just want you to help send this statue in."

Goddess Yuanxi personally carved a statue of his own high god, and was sent to the side by Mu Yan's cart.

"Wood carving? Not the kind of abstract art mentioned by Ji Le?" Huo Qubing walked up and pulled off the curtain. When he saw the exposed wooden statue, he was completely stunned.

This is a statue of the tall goddess of the man carved in gold silk wood. The goddess hugged her arms and held up flowers. Even the belt on her body was carved with texture.

Seeing this lifelike wooden statue, Huo Qubing couldn't help but blurt out: "You can actually carve wood?"

"What do you mean?" The goddess suddenly felt offended: "In your heart, what do I look like? How could I not be like in my mere wood carvings!"

Of course, he is a powerful goddess with big breasts and no brains, who only knows recklessness, but also has a lot of priesthood and a arrogant and arrogant personality.

However, with Huo Qubing's IQ, he would definitely not say the evaluation of Yang Ke and others casually. Otherwise, he would be looking for a beating.

"Mortals, with your eyes, what do you think of this statue?" Seeing Huo Qubing's amazement, Yuan Xi looked proud: After all, in some areas, he was enshrined as the goddess of art.

Huo Qubing looked at the statue of the god and pondered: "You want to send this statue of the god in?"

"Yes, it's better to send it directly to the bedroom. Of course, I would rather send it directly to the bed."

Huo Qubing rolled his eyes: "Send it to the bed? Put wood carvings on the bed, you might as well make a rag doll."

"Uh--" Yuan Xi slapped his forehead. Yes, the wood carving is so hard, isn't it a problem to be in bed? If it's a rag doll, you can still sleep in a hug.

"Then I'll do another one?"

"Forget it, putting rag dolls on the bed, and waiting for Ji Le to wake up, wouldn't he scare him to death? Moreover, he is not a child, why do you want a doll?"

For some reason, Huo Qubing thought of the boy he saw in his dream. Maybe that child would like it? But this should be his own dream and random thoughts, right?

"Put the statue here first, check it back - don't worry, it's not specifically targeting you, but the normal process, let Yu Xiao come and check it."

"If you check, check, whoever is afraid of whom." Goddess Yuanxi felt faint in his heart. Logically, the teleportation magic she burned inside the statue was very secret, and Yu Tai's spiritual power level should not be discovered?

"Forget it, I've reached this point anyway, I'll fight. As long as the statue of the god is sent in, I will naturally have a way to enter Yongle Hall."

...

In the bedroom, Ji Leke didn't know what happened outside.

After falling into deep sleep, Ji Le's spirit was extremely relaxed. This was the first time he had enjoyed such a stable sleep after traveling through time.

While sleeping, Ji Le also came to a palace.

"Is this Yongle Palace?"

The magnificent palace interior is extremely luxurious, but the shadow of Yongle Palace can be vaguely seen from the furnishings inside the palace. At least the wooden cabinet and several copper candlesticks next to it are all things I have used.

"But the place seems to be bigger, so it can be called the 'bedroom'."

The dormitory is a place of one room and one room. And the dormitory is a complete palace.

After passing through the outer hall, Ji Le entered the inner hall. In the center, there was a spacious golden curtain embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns.

After throwing the curtain, I saw the figure lying inside and could hear the sound of coughing from time to time.

Outside the curtain, Yu Madam was talking to several witches. However, at this moment, Yu Madam was older than Yu Madam he knew. Moreover, Ji Le had never seen the witches next to Yu Madam.

Hearing the coughing sound in the curtain, Yu Ma asked Wu Jie: "I asked you to clean up the sewage, what's going on?"

"This..." a witch forced herself to say: "The domestic sewage has been severe in recent years. It will take at least three years to clean it up."

"Three years? Are you going to let His Majesty last for three years? And what about those garbage and waste?"

"The cleaning has begun. Don't worry, sir, we must be ready."

"Don't worry? I'm not at all!" Seeing the uncomfortable figure in the curtain, Yu Mama angrily scolded: "As a country, the pollution you have caused to the national environment will directly affect Your Mama's health. How many times have I said about this!"

"But you don't take it seriously at all! Now that Your Majesty is sick, can you see Your Majesty die with your own eyes?"

Several witches remained silent, glanced at the curtain and quickly lowered their heads.

"Your Majesty?" Hearing this word, Ji Le suddenly realized: "Is this me?"

Are the person in the curtain the future self?

He wanted to go forward and observe carefully, but at this moment the space was reversed and Ji Le appeared again in Yongle Hall.

At this moment, the palace seemed even more gorgeous. However, the items I had used were completely gone.

"Or the future?"

Ji Le thought to himself: "I just entered the first dormant period. How could it suddenly appear in the future? Is it a foreseeable dream?"

Since it was a dream, Ji Le simply put down his guard and focused on studying the future he predicted.

"From the dream, Yu Ma is still as loyal as ever. But she seems to be single? Moreover, the Spirit Palace Witch Structure seems to have changed?"

"Your Majesty..." At this time, Xi Shi helped an old man walk to the main hall of Yongle.

Seeing the old man, Ji Le's eyelids twitched violently.

It looks familiar, it looks too familiar.

This old man is clearly the future self!

His handsome face was covered with wrinkles and his turbid eyes were filled with vicissitudes. Ji Le couldn't react for a moment.

"Is I so old in the future?"

By the way, if Guo Ling grows old...

Ji Le thought of Tumu's example: "My country is also in a period of decline? This future is the time for my future decline?"

"Has Duoya been asleep again?" the old man sat down staggeringly and asked Xi Shi beside him.

Yi Guang whispered: "According to the news, I have been sleeping for three days. But there is no need to worry. According to the usual rules, I will wake up again for up to thirty years."

"We have been sleeping for a long time." The old man lamented: "Since the passing of the mythical age, the situation of us emperors has been getting worse day by day."

Emperor?

Ji Le raised his eyebrows, right, if it weren't for Di Ji, how could he call His Majesty? But about the mythical era? How long has it been since my current era?

The old man sighed: "How many of those companions can still remain sober in the past? Besides me?"

"Maybe one day, I will fall into eternal sleep, right?"

"Why did Your Majesty say such unlucky words?" Shi Yiguang said tremblingly: "Your Majesty is the emperor, and your life will naturally be immeasurable."

The old man shook his head: "The God generation has left. With the prosperity of the empire, the emperors can no longer affect the operation of the country, and they cannot even maintain their own existence."

Humanity is prosperous, and all sacred retreat. As a national spirit, how can we be exceptional?

"At this time, the constraints of 'the country is here, the country is destroyed, the country is destroyed and the people are destroyed' have disappeared. Even if I am not here, this empire will continue, right?"

In the future, the close connection between the country and the spirit has disappeared?

Ji Le looked shocked. Will the death of Guoling no longer affect the empire?

So, as a national spirit and as an emperor, should we also be destroyed as the mythical age fades?

"From the future, Doya and the others seem to be in a more dangerous situation?"

The scene changed again, and Ji Le appeared in a longer future.

The old man sat quietly on the dragon throne. He seemed to see Ji Le at the gate of Yongle Palace, showing a gentle smile and raised the wine bottle in his hand.

Through Ji Le, he saw his past time and his former friends.

"To our years!" The wine bottle was raised tremblingly. After the old man whispered softly, the golden cup filled with wine suddenly fell to the ground.

Bang-
Chapter completed!