Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

Until the next day, the sixth sister's Aunt Wei came.

Then, the sixth sister was raised by his grandmother. His dream came true, but it didn't come true at all. He wanted to tell his mother-in-law, but as soon as he mentioned the content of the dream, he fainted in front of her. .

Nightmares haunted him every day and night, and he died in a different way every night. He was frightened all day and night.

He was afraid that his sister and mother-in-law would really end up like that, and he was also afraid that he would die, and he would fall ill and lose consciousness.

"Sister, I had a dream..."

Mo Lan carefully read the words on the copybook, and after Sheng Changfeng finished speaking, he smiled.

"Brother, you lied to me again. Sage Kong said that you can't talk about strange things and confuse the gods. If your dream is really so magical, then you can know the future."

The dream of the system is not a simple dream. It can haunt people day and night, and it can also be regarded as a kind of torture in disguise.

She didn't expect Sheng Changfeng to come back with a top score. If he died after so many reincarnations in his dream, it wouldn't make him work hard... He might as well just die.

Sheng Changfeng said desperately, "Yes, I know what will happen in the future... I can change it, so can I live a good life."

But in the dream, no matter what he did, he would die.

As a result, Sheng Changfeng fell ill again. His nightmares became clearer day by day, and his illness became more serious day by day.

When the illness was almost gone and it was a good day to travel, I took the whole family to Bianjing early in the morning.

There was a lingering and resentful music in the boat. When the lady knew that the official had gone to Lin Sushuang's place again, she was instantly angry.

"This Lin is a goblin. Anyone with a discerning eye knows how Wei Xiaoniang died, but I, an official, just don't understand."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to be still angry and slapped the table angrily.

"I really don't understand. It's been so cold that Hu Meizi is still reciting poems on the boat in just a few days."

Aunt Liu lowered her voice and said, "I heard that Brother Feng was ill, and she invited several doctors to come and prescribe medicine, but it didn't seem to be any better. She had a fever for several days and was almost unable to survive. So Lin was in Feng's house." I swore in front of my brother's bed and said... If she really harmed Xiaoniang Wei and the child in her belly, Brother Feng would be sick and die... Having said that, can the Lord not be soft-hearted? "

Who doesn't know that what Lin Sushuang loves the most is her children. She actually dares to make such vicious oaths about Brother Feng's illness...

"Oh my god, how dare she make such a poisonous oath? Could it be that she really wasn't the one who did it? What kind of method is this!"

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Lin Sushuang was half-kneeling in front of Sheng Changfeng's bed, her white jade-like hands brushing away the tears on her cheeks. She didn't apply any makeup and didn't have any hair accessories on her head, which made her look even more weak and pitiful.

"Honglang, do you believe Shuang'er?"

Sheng Hong also didn't expect that Lin Sushuang would swear by Brother Feng. It was during the most serious period of his illness... when he could only take medicine to hang on to half his life.

He almost listened to the eldest lady's words and prepared the coffin.

Lin Sushuang was seen kneeling in front of him, crying how pitiful she was, holding back the pain in her heart and swearing the most poisonous oaths.

He also said that he would accompany Brother Feng to the underworld and asked him to take care of Mo'er. Even Bai Ling was ready at the side. At that time, his heart softened.

Unexpectedly, Brother Feng's fever broke down that night, and all his doubts were immediately eliminated.

Sheng Hong felt a pain in his heart and immediately helped Lin Sushuang up and held her in his arms, "When have I ever doubted Shuang'er?"

Lin Sushuang nestled in Sheng Hong's arms, "With what Hong Lang said, even if Shuang'er is asked to die, Shuang'er is considered innocent."

"If you are saying these unfavorable words, stop it. You are lucky to have met me. I can support you. If you were a child, the Sheng family would have been controlled by that thief woman...so I will never let it happen. If you and your child live like me, Shuang'er and Brother Feng will be fine, and we will all be fine."

Lin Sushuang had heard these things many times, and thanks to this incident, she gained a lot of pity from Sheng Hong.

"Honglang..." There was another gentle cry.

Mo Lan watched quietly in the dark. In terms of acting skills, Lin Sushuang should be the one to do it.

After Sheng Hong left, Lin Sushuang hugged the two children and wiped away her tears again.

After all, she was impatient and harmed people. At the right moment, she heard from Mo Lan that Brother Feng was suffering from Nightmare's disease and had a low fever. She simply stopped doing anything and took advantage of Chang Feng's disease to seek greater benefits.

Looking at Sheng Hong's attitude, the matter was settled.

Zhou Xueniang said that her matter was settled, and everyone who knew about Wei Xiaoniang was dead.

The things that were weighing on her heart were finally released.

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By the time they arrived in Bianjing, Sheng Changfeng had recovered from his illness.

Sheng Hong was comforted a lot when he heard that his child, who was usually not very motivated, started studying hard after settling down.

After being ill, I finally became wiser.

I thought of Mo'er's fine calligraphy again, and my heart was filled with emotion. They all said that my daughter, Xiao's father, must have followed him in that stroke of calligraphy. She was only nine years old, and her hairpin flower small regular script was not inferior to the calligraphy on the stickers. .

"Let me go to Kaimeng to go to school tomorrow. One is to find something to do, and the other is to understand some truth and be a sensible person."

The old lady's words brought Sheng Hong back from his thoughts.

"What mother said was to ask them to pay homage to the scholars when they arrive."

The old lady noticed that Sheng Hong was distracted and thought of her previous words of persuasion. She waved her hand and let Sheng Hong go down, citing fatigue.

"That day, was Brother Feng's illness real or fake?"

Fang's mother sighed, "Looking at Mrs. Lin, it doesn't look fake."

The old lady took a sip of tea and said, "I won the bet for Lin after all."