Yu Nian stopped in a remote palace.

Unlike the palaces in the center of the harem, this place is extremely deserted. Along the way, the walls on both sides of the palace are mottled and peeled off, and the roadside is covered with thick snow, which is an image that has not been taken care of for a long time.

After Jinwang ascended the throne, he dismissed the first emperor's harem, and sealed all the palaces, and the cold palace was naturally the same.

Just after a snowfall last night, Ye Shu asked Yu Nian to stop outside the courtyard and stepped on the soft snow to the wooden door.

The wooden door has been weathered for a long time, and it has not been closed. Standing in front of the door, you can feel the cool breeze coming from the crack of the door.

Ye Shu's heart beat faster for a few minutes. He took a deep breath and pushed open the empty wooden door into the courtyard.

The yard was not as depressed as he thought.

The courtyard is not large. A bare peach tree in front of the courtyard is covered with snow, and under the tree is a stone table and four stone benches. There are only two huts in the yard, and a few potted plants are placed in front of the house, and you can see that they have been carefully trimmed.

Ye Shu walked into the main house directly opposite. The furnishings in it were simple but clean, and there was no trace of dust.

He looked up and saw that the damaged roof in his memory had been patched up, and the windows on all sides were reattached to ensure that the cold wind could not get through.

It is clear that there is no one here for a long time, but there are traces of inhabitation everywhere.

Ye Shu walked into the back room.

No matter how clean it is, it can't change the simple environment here. There is only a hardboard bed in the back room with a thin mattress on it. The cloth has been washed a little white. I don't know how long it has been used, and it is full of stitches.

The living expenses in the palace are distributed regularly and quantitatively by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but no one will send these to the Lenggong.

In the most difficult time, the original owner can only go to other palaces, pick up things that others don't need, sew and clean them by himself, and barely survive.

Ye Shu sat down at the small table by the window.

The table leg was missing a corner and was cushioned by a small piece of broken tiles. He looked up and saw a faint nick on the wall in front of the table.

They are two simple villains.

The little stickmen sit side by side, the taller one with his arms around the other, smiling happily. The other is relatively introverted, just curving the corner of his mouth shallowly.

All the traces of the growth of the two teenagers have been completely preserved here.

Ye Shu's eyes suddenly became sour.

He got up to go, but his toes accidentally touched the corner of the table.

The small table was light in weight, and was slightly displaced by him, but it revealed what was engraved under the two villains.

That is a handsome line of small print.

——"Ye Shu and Jin Wang, the fifth year of spring."

Ye Shu froze suddenly.

The height of this row of small prints was just shorter than the table case, so Ye Shu didn't notice it the first time. More importantly, it is not the seal script used by Changlu, but the simplified characters used only in modern society.

The blood color on Ye Shu's face faded quickly. He stood still, his eyes fixed on the line of fine print, and it took a while before he noticed his abnormal heartbeat.

That was... his own handwriting.

This is what he is looking for.

The young Ye Shu used this obscure and unique method to leave a mark that was unique but sufficient to prove his identity.

Ye Shu closed his eyes, breathing for a long time.

Jin Wang did not admit the wrong person.

It is not the so-called original owner, he is the only one who is with him from beginning to end.

Ye Shu closed his eyes, and the tip of his nose was sour.

Suddenly, there was a strange noise outside the courtyard.

The noise came from behind the hut beside, Ye Shu sorted his mind and walked over to follow the sound.

There is not much snow behind the house, and a weedy path extends to the corner, and a small doghouse is built with bricks and straws.

It was made by Jin Wang for the little yellow dog Awang they raised when they were young.

Ye Shufang walked lightly, cautiously walked over and pushed aside the grass in front of the doghouse.

A little yellow dog turned his back to him, holding a piece of bone stolen from an unknown source in its two front paws, chewing joyfully.

As if perceiving someone approaching, the little yellow dog turned his head, his round and dark eyes met Ye Shu's suspicious eyes.

Ye Shu: "..."

Little yellow dog: "!!!"

The little yellow dog jumped up with a sound of "Ah", and tried to run outside in a panic, accidentally hitting the edge of the kennel and almost collapsing the kennel.

"Woo..." The little yellow dog was so dizzy when he was hit, he staggered to Ye Shu's feet.

Ye Shumo stepped back silently.

The first time the dog barked just now did not sound like a dog barking, but rather like... a human voice.

The little yellow dog shook his head, sat down at Ye Shu's feet, and raised his head innocently: "...Wang?"

"..." Sounds so guilty?

Ye Shu squinted suspiciously: "Awang?"

The little yellow dog looked at him: "Wow."

This obviously cannot be Awang.

Perhaps it was because they had suffered a lot with the two since they were young. On the eve of Jinwang ascended the throne, Ngawang died and was buried in a green hills and beautiful waters outside the palace.

But this dog looks so much like Ngawang.

The little yellow dog has a pale yellow back, but its abdomen and four paws are snow white. Both its appearance and coat color are exactly the same as Awang.

Ye Shu thought for a while: "Are you Ngawang's son?"

"..."

The little yellow dog did not answer.

Intuition flashed in Ye Shu's heart, and a guess appeared faintly. He shook his head and muttered to himself: "Bring it back to Yangxin Hall and ask Jinwang..."

Then he called out loudly: "Come here!"

"Don't don't!" A young male voice sounded from behind Ye Shu.

Ye Shu looked stiff, turned his head, and the little yellow dog waved his front paws anxiously.

"Just... was you talking?"

Before they could answer, several servants had already pushed in: "My son, what's your order?"

The little yellow dog said anxiously: "Don't let them see me!"

Ye Shu glanced at it, turned his head and said inwardly: "It's okay, you can go out first."

The servants stopped and said in obedience, "Yes."

There is only one person and one dog left in the courtyard.

Ye Shu asked: "Who are you?"

The little yellow dog sat down on the ground, a bit more vicissitudes in his voice: "The person who brought you here."

Ye Shu's eyes were even more puzzled.

The little yellow dog shook his tail anxiously, scratched his ears, and said vaguely: "It's...this is the world in the book. Of course you can't enter if you want to, so..."

Ye Shu: "So?"

"I am a systematic guide to the world in the book."

Ye Shu looked at it up and down.

"Ah, I am not the main body now, I just live on this little yellow dog."

It was gradually snowing outside, and the little yellow dog jumped into the house from the window and shook the snow on his body skillfully. Ye Shu walked in slowly, closed the door, and sat down at the table.

Ye Shu asked: "Now, let's talk about it, what is going on?"

"There are so many worlds in the book, and the one we are in now is just one of them." Little Yellow Dog explained, "After the small world in every book is formed, the characters in it will have self-awareness. Therefore, they are easy to have self-consciousness. , Or because of the lack of plot logic, leading to a change in the plot direction."

"My job is to find a suitable host to enter the small world, help them guide the characters in the world in the book, and fix the wrong route."

"..."

Ye Shu pressed his temple, his head was full of questions and he didn't know where to ask: "...that is, you pulled me into this world more than ten years ago?"

The little yellow dog said slowly: "Actually...this is your second time entering here."

Ye Shu: "What do you mean?"

"More than ten years ago, you entered this world for the first time. The task was to help Jinwang become a monarch. The reward was to heal your legs."

Ye Shu was startled.

"Three years ago, when Jinwang became the throne, your mission was completed. According to the process, we wash away all your memories in the small world and send you back to the real world." The little yellow dog said, "The real world and the small world time The flow rate is different. You have been in the small world for ten years, but only a few days have passed in the real world."

"When you clean your memory, it affects part of the original memory of the host, so you don't have a deep memory of what happened before you crossed. But from the time your legs were healed, to this time you went into the book, you lived in the real world for more than ten years. , You should remember these?"

Ye Shu nodded.

But he felt wrong again: "Since I left three years ago, why have I lived outside for more than ten years and only three years have passed here?"

The little yellow dog hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "It's true that many years have passed here."

Ye Shu frowned suspiciously.

"After you leave, this body will be taken over by the system program and continue to complete the plot in the book." The little yellow dog lay on the small table, his tail swaying slightly, "Ye Xiang conspired to rebel and was executed by Jin Wang. Nothing went wrong. But since Ye Xiang was executed, the plot has been out of control."

"It should be said that Jin Wang got out of control."

"He became more and more tyrannical, and even provoked wars everywhere, causing people to lose their livelihood."

"...In short, that story line eventually deviated from the original route very far, and we had to choose to do it again."

"We tried many times and even matched hosts for other characters in this world, trying to fix the plot, but it was useless."

"In the end we discovered that the reason for the story shift was you."

Ye Shu's eyes moved slightly.

The little yellow dog said: "A host that can match is unsuccessful. Once matched, it is unique. Therefore, we can only find you back."

Ye Shu couldn't help asking: "Then why didn't you show up when I first came in?"

"Well..." The little yellow dog paused and grinned at Ye Shu, "You have also discovered that when we restarted this time, we changed the basic settings of this world."

It looked at Ye Shu's slightly raised abdomen.

"..." Ye Shu wrapped the fox fur tightly.

"And..." The little yellow dog considered it for a moment, and then told the truth, "It has never happened before to let the host return to work. If we stabbed it out, we will be in trouble."

Ye Shu was annoyed: "Then what if I get killed by him as soon as I wear it in?"

"..." The little yellow dog said sternly, "Death in the small world will not affect the reality and safety. The host can rest assured."

Ye Shu was silent.

The little yellow dog sighed: "As for me... more than ten years ago, I used that puppy named Awang as a host, and I would come to see you from time to time to understand the progress of the task. But now, because I can't complete the task for a long time, I Being punished by the main system, the task cannot be completed in one day, so I will stay here for one more day."

Ye Shu looked at its swaying tail, and could not help but ask: "Then you haven't thought that you can do other things, such as...being a person?"

"What else can I stay in the palace, be an eunuch? That's better than being a dog."

Ye Shu: "..."

The little yellow dog scratched his ears, and said: "In short, this is the case. We are desperate. After the task is completed, you can get whatever reward you want."

Ye Shu didn't answer.

After a long time, he sighed softly: "If you are not paid, let's talk about it later."

"You said that the previous storyline deviated from the original plot, then what happened to him... in the end?"

"At the end of that story line, Jinwang sent troops to annihilate the two countries of Xixia and Dayan, causing the entire Central Plains to fall into dire straits. The night when the class teacher returned to the court, Jinwang set a fire in this cold palace, and finally... was buried in the sea of ​​fire."

When Ye Shu returned to the Hall of Nourishing the Heart, it was already sunset.

The servant had just helped Ye Shu down the imperial servant, and before he could hold the umbrella for him, Ye Shu had already walked quickly towards the hall.

Jin Wang lay again on the small couch facing the hall door.

Seeing him back, Jin Wang smiled softly at him: "Where have you been, I have been waiting for you for almost two hours."

The snow outside the house was heavy, and Ye Shu was already covered with snow after only a few steps. The snow was quickly melted by the temperature in the house, the surface of the fox fur was slightly wet, and his pale face looked quite embarrassed.

"What's the matter?" Jin Wang smiled a little, and ordered, "What are you still waiting for? Change the clothes for the son and prepare a bowl of **** tea."

Without waiting for the waiter's orders, Ye Shu walked quickly to Jin Wang, bent down, and hugged him tightly.

——"You behaved so well in those few years that Jin Wang could not face the betrayal of'you' and the shadow of'you' being executed by himself."

——"He has a great psychological deviation and has become a true tyrant, a utter lunatic."

——"The night when the class teacher returned to court, Jin Wang set a fire in the cold palace, and finally... was buried in the sea of ​​flames."

Ye Shu's body was trembling lightly, his strength was so great that he almost pressed Jin Wang's wound.

Jin Wang naturally noticed his strangeness, and his voice softened, "What happened?"

Ye Shu said dullly: "...I'm sorry."

I'm sorry to leave you.

Sorry to deceive you in the past.

I'm sorry that my attitude has been fluctuating before, so you have suffered so many wrongs.

Tears slid down his cheeks, and Jin Wang's shoulders quickly became wet.

Ye Shu closed his eyes and repeated gently: "I'm sorry."