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Ning Zeyu has already agreed that he is Luo Zhaoyun. Since he comes, he will be at ease. He must adapt to this new role quickly and start a new life, otherwise he will only be the one who suffers and is confused.

After a night of thinking and rest, his body recovered some strength, and his mind was not so confused. Many fragments of memory were integrated into his current mind.

From then on, there was no Ning Zeyu in this world, only Luo Zhaoyun.

The 19th year of Kaihuang in the Great Sui Dynasty was just a matter of trouble. In the court, the old forces of the aristocrats promoted by Emperor Wen were fighting for power. The faction of King Yang Guang of Jin and the faction of the crown prince were also fighting secretly. The entire Sui Dynasty Chang'an Daxing City, the political arena was a big whirlpool, facing a new round of reshuffle.

These things have little to do with the young Luo Zhaoyun at that time. He has no special ideas for the time being, such as how much ambitions have changed history. He just wants to live.

Since Luo Zhaoyun is still young and knows little about the outside world, historical background, etc., he cannot tell for the time being whether the Great Sui Dynasty he lives in is exactly the same as the Sui Dynasty in history?

Moreover, even in the Sui Dynasty recorded in historical records, history is only one-sided record. Many things and characters have been revised and tampered with, which is very different from the original appearance of history and has limited credibility. If you think you know many historical figures and events, you can predict the future, turn bad luck into good things, and what you can't do, that would be too natural.

The early morning light shines through the window frame and into the house. Although it is filtered by the window paper, the light is still bright.

Luo Zhaoyun was awakened by Mu He and began a new day of his life in the Sui Dynasty.

The two walked out of the house. This was an exquisite courtyard. In addition to the main room, there were several side rooms for servants to live there. In order to take care of the young master, Mu He always lived in the outdoor room of Luo Zhaoyun's room, and built a wooden couch to facilitate the care of her at night.

Luo Zhaoyun looked at the blue bricks and gray tiles, the courtyards and the corridors connected, the eaves and the dripping tiles on the raised eaves were carved with exquisite flower and bird patterns, all of which were the style of ancient architecture, a simple and vicissitudes of life, which made Luo Zhaoyun suddenly feel the heaviness of history.

He was finally convinced that he had really traveled through time.

At this time, Mu He brought a bowl of salt water and willow branches and asked him to wash. This was the ancients' way to brush their teeth. They gently bite the willow branches soaked in water in advance with their teeth. The willow fibers inside were spread out and turned into a tiny wooden comb tooth. As for the toothbrush, it was published in the Sui Dynasty and was matched with cow bones and pig bristles, but it was not popular. It was only circulated in some noble families. Ordinary families would not spend money on this.

After brushing his teeth and rinsing his mouth, Luo Zhaoyun changed into new clothes, a cotton robe with blue bamboo pattern on his upper body, and a trousers with a big crotch below. After eating rice porridge and pickles, he sat in the courtyard, thinking about what to do next.

Half an hour later, Luo Zhaoyun asked Mu He to lead him around, and he pretended to be crazy about amnesia so that those who secretly regarded him as the thorn in their eyes could feel more at ease.

Mu He pulled Luo Zhaoyun and walked in the Luo Mansion compound to explain various places to him. Luo Zhaoyun didn't understand it very much, so he just observed everywhere, and sometimes pretended to be mentally ill. After seeing it, the maids around him pointed at him, and seemed to have determined that the Luo family's son was no longer normal.

Luo Zhaoyun didn't care about these things, and it was also his intentional display. Only when the secret person relaxed his vigilance and murderous intent could he grow up smoothly, and then find opportunities to show off with Luo Yi. Once he has the strength, he has to move out of the Luo Mansion and explore the outside world.

The Luo Mansion is quite large. Luo Zhaoyun walked around in front and back houses, east and west wings, and many people and things that only exist in their memory gradually became familiar with each other. The housekeeper, maid, guard, etc., and somehow they had an impression.

Finally, the two came to the back garden, which was elegant and elegant, with a large pool in the middle, with a bridge over the water leading to a hexagonal pavilion, rockery vines in the pool, and the green lotus in the water had already exposed its sharp corners.

"Alang, you fell into the water from here that day and were flooded by the lake." Mu He said.

Luo Zhaoyun looked at Yiqing Lake and his memories were overflowing, and he seemed to have some impression. He vaguely remembered that it was the eldest wife Meng who summoned him here. Someone pushed him behind him and fell into the lake, suffocating and drowning.

"The third lady is there, and Qing'er!"

At this time, a young woman of twenty-seven or eight years old was wearing a moon-white long shirt and skirt, and a floral cloth armor was covered with a natural beauty. She was naturally beautiful and could not hide her. She tied a thin plum blossom band around her waist, which looked graceful. The crow's black hairpin was long plated into a "Jinghu bun" and a jade hairpin was inserted, with a graceful look.

The third wife Cao came over. She was holding a little girl of five or six years old in her hand. She was wearing a goose yellow side-necked silk flower-sleeved shirt, a light yellow collared collar set off a handsome face, and a double-haired bun with a slim hair on her head. She was a cute girl with pink makeup.

"Alang, I heard that you came back to life and survived the disaster. Sanniang is happy for you. How do you feel now?"

Luo Zhaoyun could understand it halfway, then shook his head, did not answer, and his expression was stiff and confused. He was really like a child with mental problems, vivid.

Cao sighed softly, tears rolled in her eyes. Seeing Alang like this, she felt cold in her heart. She seemed to think that the remaining boys she had died inexplicably, and Liu's accidental death. Her hand tightly held her daughter, and now only this one is left with her flesh and blood.

Unwillingness and anger flashed in her eyes, but she dared not speak out. Cao knew that she also needed to endure, give in, stay away from right and wrong, and keep a distance from Alang, not to compete for favor, not to be strong, and to paralyze the eldest lady. One day, she would defeat her.

"Brother Zhaoyun!" Luo Qing'er's eyes were staring at Luo Zhaoyun with a pair of painted eyes, and she called out a little timidly.

Luo Zhaoyun smiled bitterly, but didn't say anything, but just danced and gestured a few times, which scared Xiao Qing'er so much that she hid her head behind her mother.

"A miserable child, alas--" Cao pulled his daughter away.

"Alang, in the entire mansion, there is only the third wife, who is better to us. Everyone else listens to the eldest wife and treats us harshly!"

Luo Zhaoyun nodded, his eyes flashed. Now he has already visited the Luo Mansion with familiar terrain. Next, he is to endure, secretly exercise, familiarize himself with the routine of the guards, find opportunities, sneak to the eldest lady's residence, observe her movements, and have any vicious plans to target herself, know herself and the enemy, and make timely countermeasures to protect herself.
Chapter completed!