An Chun never thought that he would travel back to ancient times.
I never thought about the National Preceptor dressed as a woman and a man.
The emperor ordered her to predict the weather. An Chun, who knew nothing about the weather, said... The sky is going to kill me.
The system on my body is useless.
No matter how you call it, it's useless.
When An Chun thought she would die on the third day after crossing over, she accidentally saw an injured man in the temple.
The man frowned, but his face was particularly beautiful.
An Chun knew that the injured man should not pick it up, and turned around to leave. Unexpectedly, a silent system tone sounded at this time:
[Three days later, it rained heavily. ]
[Chen Shi morning, seven o'clock sharp. ]
Intention: A woman disguises herself as a man and enters the court