Jiang Ranli looked at Liu Xiaoli without blinking, and she realized that she had returned to the modern era.
What happened? How did I get back?
Sitting in the classroom, Jiang Ranli's heart was in a mess. Liu Xiaoli told her that today was April 23rd. She remembered that she traveled through time on April 22nd, the day Wu Chengze confessed his love to her. Why did she live in the Qing Dynasty for several months, but only one day passed in the modern times?
"Was everything that happened in the Qing Dynasty just a dream?"
Jiang Ranli murmured. She wanted to make herself think that everything that happened in the Qing Dynasty was a dream, but that dream was too real. Her panic, her fear, her worry, her grievance, her happiness, everything was so real, how could it be a dream.
"Xiao Li, what are you mumbling about?" Liu Xiaoli asked in a low voice.
Hearing her voice, Jiang Ranli raised his eyes and said anxiously, "Xiao Li, did the ninth prince Yinzhen in history have a concubine?"
Liu Xiaoli was stunned when she heard this, and she looked at Jiang Ranli for a long time without recovering from her shock.
"Xiao Li, what's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly interested in people from the Qing Dynasty?"
Jiang Ranli became more and more anxious, "Xiao Li, where is your cell phone? Please help me check if the ninth prince Yinzhen has a concubine."
Liu Xiaoli was frightened by Jiang Ranli's anxiety, and hurriedly took out her mobile phone to check for her, but the signal in the classroom was too poor and she couldn't open the page for a long time.
Jiang Ranli couldn't wait any longer, so he stood up and walked out of the classroom.
Professor Hu, who was giving a lecture, immediately frowned when he saw this. He hated students who were late for class or slacking off the most. Just now, he had forgiven Jiang Ranli for talking to others in class because of her good performance. He didn't expect that now, she would openly skip class.
"Jiang Ranli, where are you going?" Professor Hu asked angrily.
Under normal circumstances, Jiang Ranli would have been so scared that her legs would go weak seeing Professor Hu, who was called the old devil by her classmates, acting like this. But now she couldn't care less. She wanted to find out whether her days and nights in the Qing Dynasty were real or a dream.
After leaving the classroom, Jiang Ranli ran all the way out of the teaching building. This morning during class, she was so dazed that she forgot to take her cell phone. She looked around blankly and ran quickly towards the Internet cafe.
I hurriedly found the network administrator to turn on a computer. After finally waiting for the computer to turn on, I quickly opened the web page to search.
"Aisin-Gioro Yin'er, the principal wife is Dong'e, the concubines are Liu, Lang, Zhou, and Zhu..."
After quickly looking through Yin'er's life, Jiang Ranli focused on his wives and concubines, but she wanted to see through the computer, but she couldn't find any trace of her.
"Narcissist Nine, you are so heartless. You married me, but there is no record of me in history."
Jiang Ranli burst into tears. Today, she finally understood why she was reluctant to leave. She was not reluctant to leave the feudal Qing Dynasty, but a person in that dynasty.
Everyone in the Internet cafe was playing games enthusiastically, but she was the only one crying bitterly. She immediately became the focus of attention. People didn't understand why the girl would cry so hard over a web page entry.
"Stop crying, what happened?"
After an unknown amount of time, a voice as warm as the spring breeze sounded.
Jiang Ranli's body trembled slightly when she heard the voice. She looked up at the person next to her and saw a handsome and elegant face.
"Yan Qing..."
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