I Started By Marrying The Time Traveler Heroine

Immediately, he remained silent for a moment, bowed his hands and said, "Who are you, Your Excellency? What is this place? Why..."

He patted his head in confusion.

I always feel like something is wrong.

He couldn't remember why he was here?

Shouldn't he be fighting against the masters of the imperial court and running away for thousands of miles?

Also, what about the injuries on his body?

All kinds of questions made Yang Qingshui very confused.

Jun Hao was also a little surprised by this. He turned to look at the system interface that was invisible to others and asked, "He... doesn't recognize me?"

[Why does he know you? 】

A line of writing appeared on the system interface asking questions.

Jun Hao: "..."

He glared at the unsightly system dejectedly and fell into silence.

He thought this was a reward given to him by the system, and he would definitely be recognized as the master.

But now it seems that is not the case?

The so-called resurrection, is it simply resurrection?

Jun Hao felt a little headache.

No, this is not the same as the situation in the novel he has read.

He frowned secretly.

Then he looked at Yang Qingshui who was still thinking in front of him. He coughed lightly and replied calmly: "My name is Jun Hao, and I am the third prince of the Great Xia Dynasty!"

"Jun Hao? Third Prince?!"

Yang's face was solemn, and he was extremely solemn and alert.

But then he frowned again: "Daxia? What Daxia? The current court is obviously Dachu!"

He looked at Jun Hao doubtfully, not sure if there was something wrong with his ears, and asked in a low voice: "Did you just say, Daxia?"

In response, Jun Hao looked at him indifferently with eyes full of smiles, picked up the tea cup on the table, sipped the tea, and said calmly: "Exactly!"

Then, without waiting for him to ask any more questions, he explained the origin of Daxia.

Yang Qingshui was immediately stunned.

He stayed where he was.

My mind is buzzing.

It feels like a dream.

Just a second ago, he was being hunted by people from the Chu court, and his life or death was uncertain.

As a result, someone told him in the next second that Da Chu was dead? Is it a new dynasty now? How about playing?

"this……"

Yang Qingshui looked at the calm and calm Jun Hao in front of him without speaking for a long time. Obviously, he could not accept such an outrageous explanation.

In this regard, Jun Hao did not continue to explain anything.

Instead, he turned to look out the window and said softly: "If you don't believe me, you can go out and have a look, and then come back to me."

Yang Qingshui took a deep breath and looked out the window.

Then he bowed to Jun Hao and left.

He had already made up his mind, and he felt that Jun Hao was coaxing him.

But even so, he still had to salute, because judging from the current situation, although it was not clear what was going on.

But he was indeed being chased before, and now his injuries are indeed gone. Obviously... Jun Hao can only save him!

He had no reason not to be grateful for the life-saving grace.

Seeing Yang Qingshui leave, Jun Hao was not in a hurry, and just sat quietly in the room and continued to write the method of developing glass to Wang Shiyan.

not long time.

Yang Qingshui came back. He looked at Jun Hao blankly, unable to recover for a long time.

In this regard, Jun Hao did not disturb him and continued to write his own things.

After a long time, just when the sky was about to darken, Yang Qingshui finally looked at Jun Hao solemnly and asked seriously: "Your Excellency... are you a human or a ghost?"

Really, before today, he spent his whole life running around and didn't believe in any ghosts or gods.

But today...

His outlook on life has collapsed!

He just went out to take a look and carefully confirmed that this was indeed not Da Chu.

That’s outrageous!

According to the history books he read, he himself was dead.

but now……

After much thought, he hurried back because he felt that the answers to his many doubts could only be found in Jun Hao.

"I?"

Hearing this, Jun Hao looked up at Yang Qingshui indifferently, then put down his pen and poured tea for Yang Qingshui, and said softly: "Of course I am a human being. If you don't believe me, senior, you can come and take a closer look."

Jun Hao was still smiling as he spoke.

But Yang Qingshui did not dare to relax at all.

He watched in silence as Jun Hao brought tea in front of him.

He stood there and thought for a long time before sitting down.

The reason is simple!

If this young man is really the one who saved him...then...even if this person is not a ghost or god, he must have something to do with it.

He had no hope of confrontation.

In this case, at least he is his savior, so it is better to face it calmly.

Thinking about it, I poured some water and took a sip of tea.

Jun Hao in front of him immediately asked softly: "How are the tea-making skills of the seniors and juniors?"

Yang Qingshui: "..."

At this moment, he had just recovered from the shock, and for a while he was still a little unable to adapt to the gentle and polite attitude of the ghost-like young man in front of him.

But since everyone else is like this, he can only...

Yang Qingshui bowed his hand and returned the greeting: "I am a rough man and don't know much about tea. Please forgive me...the Third Highness!"

"Oh, senior now believes that I am a human being and not a ghost?"

Jun Hao asked with a smile.

Yang Qingshui said nothing.

Jun Hao didn't care either.

He just sipped his tea again and said softly: "Senior, how about I tell you a story?"

"Um?"

Yang Qingshui looked at him doubtfully.

Jun Hao calmly told a story.

A young man had a magical dream.

In his dream, he saw an old man with a white beard wearing Taoist robes, and the boy followed him to the palace in the sky...

Later, Jun Hao focused on the layout of the palace in the sky, the gods, etc.

Yang Qingshui, who was listening next to him, was holding a teacup to his mouth in one hand, but he didn't drink for a long time, and it was as if time had stood still.

Except for his round eyes that were always staring at Jun Hao in front of him.