"Don't say such nonsense again in the future. Your aunt has a bad fate and a bad brain. She believed the sweet words of a man and put herself in such a miserable situation. I have no face to go back. But you are different!"

Luo really treated her niece as her own child from the bottom of her heart. How could she want her niece to be inferior to others and become someone else's concubine all her life like herself?

He wiped the tears from his face, leaned close to her ear, and whispered in a very low voice.

"Xuan'er, can I send you away? Let's go back to Qinghuai Mansion. In the future, you can live peacefully in your hometown, find a good man, raise children, and grow old together. In fact, this is also quite..."

"I can't live without it."

Luo Mingxuan slowly raised her head, her eyes full of pain, confusion and embarrassment of not knowing how to struggle.

"I am Shen Congfeng's wife. I have had children with him and have lived in love with him all my life. Where can I go? Who else can be my good man?"

"Are you crazy? Shen Congfeng's original wife was Mo! Wake up and stop being so stubborn."

Luo Mingxuan, whose mind was already confused and unable to understand the current situation, was immediately stimulated by the four words "original wife".

"But that sickly girl is clearly dead! And the debt collector she gave birth to should have fallen into the pond and drowned this autumn. The future Prince of Zhennan Marquis will be my son, um..."

The niece's angry scream was covered back into Luo's mouth, and her tears fell down.

"You were just daydreaming. You can't always take dreams seriously, my silly child."

Luo Mingxuan was unwilling to believe that ever since she had glimpsed the future in her dream, her life had been going smoothly.

Relying on some foresight, he helped his mother regain his father's favor at home and dealt with the favored aunt and those illegitimate children.

Following the trajectory in her dream, she came to the capital smoothly and lived in the Marquis's mansion. The Marquis of Zhennan was indeed as handsome and elegant as in her dream, so she naturally fell in love with him.

Moreover, she knew the direction of some things that others did not know, and was always able to help Shen Congfeng make the most correct judgment at the most appropriate time, which firmly grasped the man's entire mind.

Logically speaking, she only needed to wait quietly for the Shen family's sedan chair to arrive, and then continue to live her happy life peacefully.

but why?

How could Shen Mufeng not die on the way back to Beijing?

After he returned safely, he took brutal revenge on Shen Congfeng and found a miracle doctor to cure the sick Mo. And how could the sixth prince Xuan Wang, who was the most mediocre and incompetent in his previous life and was suppressed by the emperor all his life, suddenly rise up and become powerful? The direction of things suddenly changed!

what is this?

She really felt like she was going crazy!

If what her aunt said was true, then were all the past events in her mind really just dreams she had imagined?

What kind of dream would be so real?

But if it wasn't a dream, how do you explain why the present is so different from the past?

So what is real and what is fake?

"My, my head hurts!"

All kinds of strong emotions kept stirring back and forth in his mind, and finally this lucky man who had been gently fanned once by the butterfly wings of fate, fell on the bed unable to resist, holding his head in his hands and wailing.

"Aunt, I, I'm in so much pain!

Auntie...Auntie, save me..."

"Xuan'er, Xuan'er, please bear with it for a moment. We can't call a doctor over. Your nonsense will cost you your life!"

"...Husband, save me..."

The human body always knows how to protect itself when in danger, so when the headache became unbearable, Luo Mingxuan finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell into darkness completely.

Mrs. Luo sat on the edge of the bed, hugging her niece who had fainted from the pain, and cried inconsolably.

Outside the Cuizhu Pavilion, the breeze gently lifted the robes of the people standing there. The young man standing in the darkness was very good-looking, and could be described as handsome. Especially between his eyebrows and eyes, he actually looked somewhat like the famous Jade-faced General in the court.

"Master, how about I go over and knock on the door?"

Ran Mo couldn't bear to see his master looking so distressed, so he asked in a low voice.

"I think Miss Luo hasn't rested yet. Can I help you go in and sit for a while?"

"No, she may not want to see me."

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Shen Congfeng's eyes, and it was unclear whether it was directed at himself or others.

"Go back."

He turned around slowly, dragging his right leg which had no strength left, and limped away with the help of his servants.

Then, not long after, a petite figure quickly ran into Grandma's yard from a distance.

"Master, the master has gone back."

"Well, back off."

"Yes, the slaves retire."

After the little maidservant went down respectfully, the head maidservant Shi Liu helped her master to untie her hair while carefully giving her a few words of advice.

"Master, if Xiao Luo wants to run away, just let her run away. Why do you have to bring her back? You are just causing yourself more trouble."

Mrs. Mo glanced at her personal maid in the dressing mirror. Seeing the girl's face full of indignation, she couldn't help but find it a little funny.

"How could she really want to run away? She was just playing tricks to manipulate people. Besides, I am your good wife, how can I let your master's sweetheart go away like this? Of course, they should stay together and not go out to harm good people."

Thinking about the suffering she and her son had endured in the past few days, her eyes were so cold that it seemed as if there was a knife hidden in them.

"How can we separate them? It's absolutely impossible! You should be more careful in the future and keep a close eye on your uncle and his beloved. We must not allow the tragedy of lovers being separated from each other to happen. Do you understand?"

This was something that she had promised her brother-in-law, and she had to do it. Otherwise, who knows what that cruel and ruthless Shen Erlang would do to them.

So, let those two people who are so affectionate to each other in front of my sickbed continue to love and hate each other.

She loves to watch.

Hehe, anyway, it’s still unclear who will cause trouble for whom!

Thinking of the big scene that the bitch had caused today, Mrs. Mo ate an extra bowl of rice in the evening.

Shi Liu and Bai Tao, the maid who was making the bed and folding the quilt on the other side, looked at each other and felt that their master was overstimulated and was finally driven crazy by that pair of bitches!

"Didn't you hear anything?"

"I heard you! Master, don't worry, we will definitely help you take good care of his beloved child in the future!"

"Yes, that's right. Oh, it's really hard to find a wife as virtuous as me. Your uncle is so lucky!"

He was beaten into a cripple, what good is his life? The two maids felt a little speechless, but they still had to agree with what their master said.

"Yes, yes, Master, you are right."

"Master, he is so lucky!"

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