Chapter 42: I am the Protagonist

  "Good nephew?..." Uncle Li's gaze was somewhat displeased, "Little nephew... little nephew is so moved that he can't help himself... thank you, uncle, for the wine." No choice, under the scrutiny of many eyes, I had to close my eyes and down it, risking infection with a contagious virus.

  "Good! Come on, young master, let's have another drink together..."

  "What?! I'm still waiting to go home and get some green salt to gargle with."

  "...Actually, I have many insights about military affairs, but today is getting late, let's talk more about it another day, or else I'll be late going back and my mother will worry......" He showed a regretful expression, put down his wine cup, and burped contentedly. The taste of eating and drinking for free was much better than spending his own money. He had to cast a long line to catch big fish, throw some bait, and he didn't believe Uncle Li wouldn't take the hook. Thinking about the delicious food and fine wines in the future... Haha haha haha..."

  Uncle Li was a bit downcast: "...also, if my nephew suffered punishment from Mrs. Fang because I came back late, it's not good. Come, let's have another drink together. Tomorrow...I'll talk to you again about wine and poetry." He could see that I still had a lot of untold stories in my belly, which was a pity. Uncle Li also feared that if he stirred up trouble, even the emperor wouldn't dare let his father take a concubine, so he covered it up with a reluctant expression and raised his cup.

  As she was about to leave the elegant room, her eyes involuntarily slanted upwards, and the sunlight that entered through the window shone on the imperial concubine's body, with her perfect profile outlined by golden threads...

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  "Mother... I'm back." Carrying a large bundle of packages, she entered the mansion and called out towards the front hall.

  "Second Master, the mistress has gone to the Weiguo Gong Fu and won't be back for a while. Do you have something to discuss with her?" House Uncle walked out of the front hall, followed by a group of dusty and dirty servants.

  "Oh... Uncle Fang, what's going on here?"

  "It's time to celebrate the New Year, everything in the house must be cleaned up before that. What are you all doing standing around? Hurry up and clean the back hall..." House Uncle was very authoritative in the house, with a wave of his large hand, all the servants and maids rushed towards the corridor.

  "You're busy... then I'll go back and tidy up too."

  "Don't bother, young master. These are things for the lower people to do. It's not worth your trouble. Go back and rest now. When madam returns, I'll have them come and invite you."

  Walking in eight-character steps towards my independent small courtyard, oh yeah... it's indeed the home of a prime minister. Thinking back, not to mention sweeping and cleaning, even boiling water for washing face, swatting mosquitoes and flies all had to be done by oneself. Now, how great it is! Food comes when you open your mouth, clothes come when you stretch out your hand. One should thank the heavens for letting me have such a happy transmigration. Touching the small object in my bosom, heh heh, Green Butterfly, my little beauty, Uncle has arrived... Pfft pfft pfft, we are civilized people, our words and thoughts must be elegant and just, can't laugh too licentiously.

  The green butterfly is very diligent, holding a broom in the room to sweep away the dust on the eaves, but unfortunately, it's a bit short and can't reach, so it can only jump up and down, with its green hair flying and sleeves fluttering, just like a lovely butterfly.

  "Master, you're back?..." Green Butterfly excitedly greeted me.

  Her pale face had several streaks of gray smudges, and her forehead was densely covered with fine sweat. It seemed that this girl had been working hard enough.

  "Why is it just you?" He was a bit angry, the yard wasn't big, but they couldn't let a 14 or 15 year old child do the work.

  "Master... originally, House Uncle sent people to clean up, but Green Butterfly was afraid they would be clumsy and break your things, so she let them go... it's still better for me to do it myself." Big eyes shining, looking at me timidly. Heart aching, can't bear her gaze like this.

  Subconsciously pulled out a handkerchief for the girl to wipe her face: "Look at you, your whole face is covered in dust, go wash up..."

  His fingers touched her cheek, smooth and unhesitating, warm and hot, almost suppressing his own evil thoughts to pinch a claw. Calm down, we are more pure than Liu Xiaohui, hurry up and withdraw your hand.

  The green butterfly blushed and lowered her head, casting a sideways glance at me with the corner of her eye, very seductive and alluring.

  Coughing twice, shaking off some domineering aura to boost his presence: "Go wash your face and hands, Young Master has something good for you later!"

  "Oh..." The tone of the green butterfly's response was tinged with disappointment, which I detected... causing my little heart to thump wildly as I rushed back into the house and gulped down some cool tea. Finally, the dignified and refined gentleman had returned.

  "Come over..." beckoned to Green Butterfly standing by the bed.

  "Oh..." The green butterfly fluttered up to within two feet, its pink face gleaming with a lustrous sheen like polished skin after washing.

  "Sit down!" He patted the empty space in front of the couch.

  "Oh..." The green butterfly sat in front of me, about half a foot away, and a fresh, subtle fragrance wafted up to my nose. However, this time the voice that answered was at least eight degrees softer than before, and her beautiful eyes darted around restlessly, yet she didn't dare look at me.

  He pulled out from his bosom and grasped the girl's hand, placing it in her palm: "Girl, this is a pair of earrings for you, do you like them?"

  "Ah!......" Green Butterfly stared at the crystal clear small ornaments in her left palm, covering her mouth with her right hand and exclaiming in surprise, with a very shocked expression. Hehe... my front teeth are all showing, Green Butterfly's reaction is indeed as expected by me, Young Master.

  Holding a pair of earrings with intertwined stars and moons, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and her plump small red lips pouted repeatedly. What was this girl doing?

  "Hey girl... what's up?" A bit nervous, could it be that Green Butterfly thinks I'm trying to flirt with her by sending her stuff? Although I'd like to, it really isn't.

  "Master..." Her face was red, holding the earrings and handing them to me under my nose, her eyes were filled with tears, shining brightly: "I don't know how to wear it..."

  "Oh..." She hastily took the earrings, and her hands touched Green Butterfly's ears, which felt very good to the touch, soft, white, thin and transparent. I could even see the tiny blood vessels inside.

  The green butterfly's rapid and urgent breathing made me blush, I felt like this situation was very ambiguous... After swallowing my fifth mouthful of saliva, I finally completed this arduous task.

  When will the green butterfly blush and lean into my arms with joy? ...It's too magical, did I get possessed by an evil uncle or a goldfish?

  Nothing can be said, just quietly feel... Really, I had a feeling like watching a romantic movie. Only, I'm not the audience, but the protagonist!!!

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  PS: Thank you for your corrections and thank you to those who care about this book. Today, the second chapter is presented. Today, a book friend said that I am simply insulting Tang people, and I was a bit confused, not quite understanding what that book friend meant. If you have opinions on the content of the book, please raise them. If not, please read the introduction to the book clearly. This is a light-hearted time-travel novel, not a historical biography...

  In addition, Qing Liao is not a drag on the plot, but rather written according to the outline. After all, story development needs process and also needs foreshadowing...