pain!

The first feeling when Hong Qing woke up was that it hurt. Her head was dizzy, as if she was kicked by a donkey a few times. Her eyelids were so heavy that they were filled with lead, and she couldn't open it no matter how hard she tried.

Damn it, I'm going to be late!

When he thought of his boss's stinky face as dark as Bao Gong, Hong Qing's heart suddenly twitched. He opened his eyes suddenly, but suddenly realized that he could not see anything, and there was a large white area in front of him.

"What a name!"

Hong Qing was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that a white cloth was covered with her face, and she couldn't help but feel a little angry. She was so tired of her roommate's prank that she was extremely tired. She stretched out her hand angrily, pulled the white cloth down with force, and then...

here it is……

Then Hong Qing was stunned, for nothing else, just because he suddenly realized that he was not in the rented snail house, but in an ancient bedroom, which was spacious and spacious. Just from sight, there were as many as thirty square meters, not to mention the mahogany tables and chairs arranged there were extraordinary styles. Just such a set of houses, it was not big enough to get hundreds of thousands of dollars on the market. With Hong Qing's pitiful salary, he was busy for ten years without eating or drinking, and it was not enough to buy such a set. There was no doubt that this was definitely not Hong Qing's humble room.

"Bang!"

Before Hong Qing could wake up, a crisp sound suddenly rose. Hong Qing, who was frightened, suddenly turned his face and saw a girl in a palace dress wearing a cheongsam staring at him blankly. There was a copper basin on the ground swaying constantly, and the water was wet all over the ground.

What exactly is this? Hotel, Hotel, or Actor? Oh, damn it, it seems that I must have drunk too much last night!

Hong Qing stared at the girl in the palace dress in a daze, but she didn't understand where she was. But no matter where she was, she always had to go to class. Seeing that it was getting dark, Hong Qing had no intention of thinking about it and shook her head suddenly, and then she planned to get out of bed and leave.

"ah……"

It was fine if Hong Qing didn't move. After this movement, the girl in the palace dress suddenly screamed in shock, and turned around and rushed out like a ghost.

Oh..., are we that scary? No matter what, we are a sunny young man. Although we are a little poor, we still look worthy of the audience. As for how scary it is?

Looking at the back of the girl in the palace dress running away, Hong Qing felt that she was so wronged that she was almost caught up with Dou E, but she was scared away. Hong Qing couldn't even find a place to reason. In the boredom, she could only reach out and stroke her forehead. This touch made a problem.

My hand? This...

Hong Qing looked at his hands in amazement, unable to understand why his hands became smaller and tender as if they were children. When he touched his face again, he suddenly found that his bearded man who had always been proud of was gone, and his face was as smooth as a woman. He was stunned on the spot.

Damn it, I have traveled through time, how could this happen!

After a moment of daze, a memory in my mind quietly emerged. Hong Qing was extremely depressed and found that the most bloody thing happened to him. He actually became Hongqing, the eldest son of Aisin Jueluo Yinzhi, the prince of Cheng of the Qing Dynasty.

Hongqing, father: Aisin Jueluo? Yinzhi; mother: Dong E, the legitimate wife, the chief minister, the daughter of Pengchun Pengchun; ranked fifth among many grandsons of the Kangxi Emperor, and was born on the 6th day of the 11th day of Bingzi in the 35th year of the Kangxi Emperor. He was seriously ill in December of the 40th year of the Kangxi Emperor and died of untreated death.

The eldest son of the third family, haha, his identity is not low. Unfortunately, the third master cannot become a stalemate and ends up being killed by the fourth master. He is not lucky, why can't he travel through time to Hongli? It's not because of the homophone of the name? Damn it, I'm sorry, we are just a small employee, and we haven't offended anyone. God is just a joke!

Hong Qing had never studied the Qing Dynasty history, but he watched the TV series "Yongzheng Dynasty" without any incident. Not only that, he also bought a set of "The Legend of the Nine Dragons" to put it at home. When he was bored, he also read it a few times. He barely had a slight understanding of the history of the Qing Dynasty's throne. Of course, he would not know how bad the Third Master was. As his eldest son, it was inevitable that he would fall into trouble. When he thought of this, Hong Qing felt very unhappy, and he muttered in his heart.

"Qing'er, my Qing'er, Qing'er, mother is here, here..."

Just as Hong Qing was muttering to herself in depressedly, amid the sound of footsteps, a pair of gorgeously dressed young men and women rushed in from outside the door, followed by a large group of maids and servants, among which there were several monks and Taoists. Before Hong Qing could wake up completely, the leader's noble lady had already caught the bed with red eyes. While muttering in surprise, she honestly and unceremoniously pressed Hong Qing on her chest.

“Woo woo…”

The lady was so informative that with just pressing it, the amazingly plump weapon instantly drowned Hong Qing's face. Poor Hong Qing was caught off guard and couldn't breathe. She almost finished the account again. But her body was weak and she couldn't break free. She just made a vague sob.

"Ahem, Duan Niang, Qing'er just woke up, so let the imperial physician take a look first."

Although the young man in the Chinese clothing was also very excited, he was obviously much calmer than the noble lady. Seeing that the noble lady was a little unruly, he had to cough twice and interrupted from the side.

"Ah, Doctor Wang, hurry up, look at Qing'er."

After being reminded by the young man in China, the lady realized that her Qing'er had died of breath in the middle of the night and was covered with white cloth. She suddenly woke up again. She was afraid that something was wrong inside. If she didn't understand, it would be hard to feel at ease. She was anxious and stood up and shouted quickly.

"Well, the prince's pulse has gradually calmed down, but it's still a little weak. I only need to use a few doses of medicine and take care of it for a few days, and it will be fine."

The Imperial Doctor Wang was urgently assigned to rescue Hongqing yesterday. It was he who sentenced Hongqing to death. But now Hongqing, who should have already returned to the underworld, has reborn again, which is undoubtedly a great blow to his reputation for medical skills. In fact, he hoped that Hongqing would die quickly. But in front of Prince Cheng and his wife, he did not dare to do anything inappropriately. He could only respectfully agree to the promise, quickly grabbed the bed, stretched his hand, and put it on Hongqing's left wrist pulse. After a long time of inspection, he nodded and gave the diagnosis.

"That's good, I hope Doctor Wang will be very worried."

Just as Doctor Wang pretended to take his pulse, Prince Cheng was not idle either. He quietly made gestures to the monks and Taoists mixed in the crowd. When Doctor Wang gave the diagnosis, Prince Cheng did not rush to speak, but glanced at the monks first. After the Taoist priests got a positive hint, he looked at the monks and received a happy look on his face. He bowed to Doctor Wang politely and thanked him.

"It should be done, it should be..."

Prince Cheng was more and more authoritative in the court. Doctor Wang was really afraid that he would blame him for his poor medical skills. Seeing that Prince Cheng had no such intention, he felt much more at ease. He hurriedly thanked him and wanted to get up, but before he could do his movements, he saw that the princess had already rushed over. He was shocked and rushed to the side in a hurry.

"Qing'er, my Qing'er, it's okay, it's okay, there's my mother here..."

Although the princess Dong E was young, she already had two sons and two daughters. However, the eldest son Hongqing was the one who loved the most. She had been worried about Hongqing's resurrection, but now the dust has been settled, so she could not resist the excitement in her heart. Regardless of the number of people in the room, she rushed to the bed and pulled Hongqing's little body into her arms. It was pitiful that Hongqing had to come back again.

Huh..., I finally missed it. It’s true that the Third Master is a meticulous person. Hehe, Qing Dynasty, I’m here!
Chapter completed!