Chapter 225 - Returning to the Ancient Era
Since the people in the painting brought me here, wanting me to see something, I will obediently stay here and watch it. Since it doesn't harm me at all, I will just treat it as watching a show.
With these thoughts in mind, I found a chair to sit on and carefully surveyed my surroundings.
Needless to say, the ancient things were indeed very exquisite. The ancient scents were very ancient, especially the scenery outside. It didn't have to go through so much pollution, and even the air seemed especially fresh and fresh.
Taking in a deep breath, I don't know who the person in the painting was that sent me to someone's room. Just by taking a deep breath, I could feel a faint sandalwood scent coming from my nose.
And — That aura seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.
Standing up and looking around, I finally found something burning on a table.
In his heart, he not only lamented about the luxury, but after all … In the twenty-first century, this thing was something that only wealthy people could afford to play with.
He never would have thought that there would be such a thing in any room.
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk …" "Ancient people really enjoy themselves." As I fanned myself in the air above the sandalwood, I lamented to myself.
But now — I've finally found a very serious problem.
The room I'm in right now seems to be out of the ordinary.
Because I saw the bed, and the curtains on the bed were actually bright yellow.
It would have been fine if it was just a bright yellow color, but … There was even a lifelike flying dragon embroidered on it.
In the ancient dragons and phoenixes, only the Emperor and Queen could possess such things. Since there was a flying dragon embroidered on it, then — does this mean that the room I am in is actually the bedroom where the Emperor lives?
Thinking this in my heart, I couldn't help but feel my heart drop.
The person on the painting is really something. Even if he wanted to bring me to see the truth, but … Could you send me somewhere else? He actually sent me directly to the Emperor's room.
If anyone else found out about this, I'm afraid — I wouldn't have been able to chop it off even if I had eight heads.
Just when I was feeling anxious secretly in my heart, I suddenly heard a voice coming from outside the door. In an instant, my legs start to feel weak.
If I'm not wrong, the emperor has probably returned. Right now, I am standing in his room. If he were to see this, I don't know how he would deal with me.
The more I feared something, the more it seemed to come at this moment. When I was standing in the middle of the room, unsure of where I should hide, the door … It was opened with a creak.
"It's over, it's all over. We're dead for sure now." Closing my eyes, I muttered to myself.
In his heart, he really hated the person on the painting to death. If I were to end my life here in this lousy place, then … I really can't stand being a ghost.
However — I had been waiting with my eyes closed for a long time, but no one came to arrest me. I didn't know what was going on, so I wanted to open my eyes out of curiosity, but I was still worried, so I squinted my eyes into a slit.
However … When I realised that the people around me acted as if they didn't see me and continued doing what I was doing, I opened my eyes wide.
"Who can tell me what is going on right now?" I looked at the Emperor, who was sitting by the side, sipping his tea calmly, and asked curiously.
But of course, no one answered my question.
I don't know if they really couldn't see me now, or if they were pretending not to, but I walked step by step toward the emperor.
After hesitating for a long time, in the end … In the end, he decided to walk over to the eunuch beside the emperor.
In my heart, I was secretly worried. If they were just teasing me and they weren't really blind, then I would actually use that emperor as an experiment. Then I would really be hanging myself … He felt that he had lived for too long.
So now — I turn my attention to the father-in-law next to the emperor.
After all, offending his father-in-law was much better than offending the Emperor.
As I thought this in my heart, I also became bold and extended my hand … He shook it vigorously in front of his father-in-law.
My arm was shaking so hard that it felt sore, but my father-in-law didn't react at all, and I was beginning to have a guess, maybe – they really couldn't see me.
After I tossed and turned for a long time, there was no response from the public at all. I became braver and focused my attention on the emperor.
Quietly walking to the emperor's side, I stretched out my hand to tug on his sleeve.
However … When I stretched out my hand, I found that... His own hand directly passed through the emperor's body.
"Hmm?" Stunned, I looked at my hands, unable to react for a moment.
Why did my hand pierce through the emperor's body?
Could it be that my existence now is nothing to them?
However … I was still sitting on the chair just now. Could it be that I really do have knowledge of the things inside, but … To these living people, it was the same as having no existence at all?
However, after thinking about it for a moment, I also came to an understanding.
If I stay here and they can see me, I'm afraid — The people in the painting won't tell me to look for the truth.
After finding a place to sit down, I quietly watched the scene before me.
However … I looked at it for a long time. The Emperor had been sitting at his desk, drinking tea and reviewing his reports. I couldn't help yawning.
Standing up, I wanted to go out and take a look. It wasn't easy coming to the ancient times, and I haven't even looked at the scenery outside.
But — when I reached the door, I discovered that I was clearly just one step away from the door. However, I was unable to step through, as if there was a mysterious force trapping me within this room.
Even though he knew it in his heart, he was afraid that... This is the saying that the person did it on purpose, so I sat back down.
Since the person inside the painting was able to trap me here, then … This also means that there must be a reason. The next development must be related to the truth of the painting. As for me, I will just obediently stay here and watch.
When the truth is solved, I can go back.