After the zombies traveled through time, they were tricked by the villain into becoming a stepmother

Originally, everything had been implemented in an orderly manner according to his ideas, but who knew that plans could not keep up with changes.

With a bang, Chu Chu suddenly had an emperor as her father. She was transformed from a girl of the Chu family into a daughter of the royal family. This made his already extravagant fantasy even more unrealistic.

Thinking about how the emperor had been treating him recently, sometimes warm and sometimes cold, Shen Mufeng wanted to sigh.

In the past, His Majesty had praised him as a handsome young man, but now he is always scolding him as a wild boar with delusional thoughts! Whose wild boar can be raised to be as handsome and suave as him?

"You probably can't count on me as the seventh generation Marquis of Zhennan. When you have nothing to do in the future, eat less pork trotters and visit your great-grandson more often.

Although Shen Lin is not physically strong, he is not as useless as his father. If he is properly trained, it should not be a problem for him to defend the Zhennan Marquis Mansion in the future."

The old man's expression changed, and his old but still sharp eyes looked outside cautiously.

"What do you mean? Could it be..."

He pointed his finger upwards and spoke in a very low voice.

"Is there no room for you?"

In fact, this has always been something that the old Marquis of Zhennan was particularly worried about. This grandson became famous in a battle on the border, which led to his current high position at a young age. But he chose the path of a lone minister and did not make friends with the civil and military officials in the court.

In this situation, to put it in a good way, he is the king's confidant and beloved minister with enormous power. But to put it in a bad way, all his honors and favors are in the hands of the king alone, how can he not be in danger?

The old man knew it very well, but he couldn't say anything. He could only follow his grandson carefully, reminding him again and again, fearing that he would be careless and end up in a mess.

It was precisely because of his grandfather's love and teaching for him over the years that Shen Mufeng had to restrain himself many times when facing the troublesome Shen family.

"What are you thinking? I am simply not suitable to be the Marquis of Zhennan."

After carefully staring at the expression on his grandson's face for a long time and making sure that the boy really had no other intentions, the old man dared to quietly breathe a sigh of relief. Then he slapped the table again.

"Bullshit! You are a legitimate son of the Marquis of Zhennan, and now you tell me that you are not suitable to be the Marquis of Zhennan? Then what do you tell this old man that you are suitable to be? Do you want to be a god?"

I want to be Chuchu's consort.

These words rolled around Shen Mufeng's tongue for several times, but he finally swallowed them reluctantly.

As for the matter of marrying a princess, everyone has their own opinions. Although some people are eager to marry the princess, for the children of aristocratic families, especially those who are outstanding and excellent, this is really not something worth pursuing.

Although Da Qi did not have the strange law that the emperor's wife could not be an official like the previous dynasty, it was basically the same. Most of the princes-in-law were awarded titles and held sinecure positions, and few of them became important officials in the court.

If he told the old man that he wanted to marry his master, he would definitely be punished. Of course, this was not important, since he was used to being beaten since he was a child.

The important thing is that Chuchu hasn't grown up yet, she doesn't know what her best friend is thinking. So he can only squat beside her and wait for his little fairy to come to her senses, only then can he be considered to have finally seen the light.

Ugh.

"Stop pretending to be serious and explain yourself to the old man. What do you mean by this?"

In order to completely reassure his grandfather, Shen Mufeng, this inhuman thing, raised his hand, clenched it into a fist, covered his lips with it, and coughed a little uncomfortably.

"When I was at the border, there was a heavy snowfall and the road was blocked. I accidentally got hurt..."

Needless to say, the rest was beyond words. Just this ugly look on his face, coupled with his reluctance to speak, was enough for the old man to make up a complete and logical sequence of events in his mind.

No wonder his grandson, who is at such a good age, has all the status and position, and is thick-skinned, but is still reluctant to get married and have children.

That's it!

The old man blinked twice in disbelief, his eyes involuntarily glanced at his abdomen, and he hesitated for a long time, but finally asked again without giving up.

"…So you were really injured at that time?"

"Ah."

The guy made the point very straightforwardly. Anyway, he was not lying. He really didn't see the road clearly at that time and accidentally sprained his ankle.

The old man took a long breath, as if his brain had been punched. How could such a tall and handsome grandson of his be injured?

"Have you ever seen a doctor in these years?"

"No need. It was Doctor Huo who treated my injuries. Grandfather, as you know, he learned from his father, Doctor Huo. I think there should be no one better than the Huo family at treating external injuries, right?"

Thousands of miles away at the border, a young and elegant man sneezed several times while bandaging a soldier.

"Doctor Huo, what's wrong with you? Is it because I smell so bad that I'm bothering you? I'm so sorry, I've been too busy these past two days and that's why I'm so dirty. I'll go take a bath in the river later. No, no, no, I'll go now!"

The injured patient lying under his arms didn't care about the pain in his body, and just opened his mouth to express his caring concern and took practical actions.

Doctor Huo is the treasure of their military camp. They must show concern and care for him no matter what. They must not let him quit his job and go home unhappy. Otherwise, the whole military camp will skin him alive, right?

"Hello!"

Huo Beiting rubbed his nose, smiling a little embarrassedly, and hurriedly comforted the soldier lying under his hands.

"It has nothing to do with you. I probably opened the window last night to cool off, so I let in the wind. That's why I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Really? It wasn't me who smoked it?"

The honest soldiers grinned and laughed twice, then quickly said a few words of concern.

"Doctor Huo, you are weak to begin with. You can't be as uncouth as us. I'll ask someone to make you a bowl of ginger soup later."

"No need. The weather is already so warm, you won't catch a cold. I'll be more careful later. Captain Zhang, you should pay more attention to your wound, and it's better not to get it wet..."

The gentle voice of the doctor seemed to have a unique power, and it could easily calm the emotions of the injured. In such a harsh place, it was even more precious to the injured soldiers.

"Hehehe, I get it. I'll listen to you, Doctor Huo!"

The border is not like the capital. There is no singing and dancing, no soft beds, only a group of ordinary people who want to defend their country. They use their flesh and blood and youth to protect the homeland they want to protect.