After I traveled through the book, my whole family overheard my thoughts and went crazy

Witchcraft?

How did he start researching this thing?

Shufei had only heard of it before and had never studied it.

She looked at Lu Zhaolin again with a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

Could it be that Lu Zhaolin is now taking an unconventional approach and studying the art of witchcraft?

Could it be that he wants to put a curse on someone?

No matter what he studies, it's a good thing that his illness can be cured.

"Brother, have a good rest. I will return to the palace today." Concubine Shu said softly.

"Sister, you must be careful in the palace and be cautious in what you say and do." Lu Zhaolin paused and said, "Protect yourself and Qianqian."

In fact, he wanted to discuss anything with Mu Qianqian.

But he was not sure whether Mu Qianqian had ever exposed her instincts in front of others.

Mu Qianqian pulled him back from the underworld.

He just wants to get better soon.

In addition to wanting to get justice for himself, he also has people he wants to protect.

"Qianqian?" Concubine Shu was stunned: "How does big brother know Qianqian?"

Lu Zhaolin was stunned for a moment.

"Yesterday, that kid Lu Zhaofeng came to see Lin'er carrying Qianqian." Mrs. Lu responded.

It turned out to be the case.

Concubine Shu didn't ask any more questions.

A few people chatted for a while.

After Concubine Shu left.

Lu Zhaolin had a wheelchair pushed over.

one Year.

He hasn't left that bed in a year.

He raised his head and looked at the sky.

He really never dreamed that he would be able to sit up again in his lifetime.

He stared at the ancient tree in front of him.

That was the only thing he could see outside the window every day when he lay in bed.

The tree that accompanied him for more than three hundred days.

It turned out that it had already withered.

Just on the dry and broken branches, a tender bud sprouted, which looked very much like him at this moment.

The corners of his lips gradually curved.

The arc became deeper and deeper.

My vision gradually blurred.

The leaves rustled in the rustling wind, and finally merged with his crying.

He never feared death.

But at this moment.

He felt that everything he had done before was just a joke.

And he is that clown.

My sister was grounded for a year because of him.

It is equivalent to giving birth to Mu Qianqian in the "cold palace".

Not only did she not have any complaints about him, she was filled with worry about him.

And the little girl who was almost killed because of him gave him a second life.

Lu Zhaolin.

You bastard!

What did you do before?

Just because of the so-called least valuable "love"?

He must never hurt his brother again!

He swore.

A sharp light suddenly flashed across Lu Zhaolin's eyes.

-

Concubine Shu took the sleeping Mu Qianqian away from the General's Mansion.

The carriage was bumpy along the way.

Not only did it not wake up Mu Qianqian.

Instead, she slept even more deeply.

"What's wrong with Qianqian? Why hasn't she woken up yet?" Concubine Shu touched her forehead worriedly.

"Children need to sleep longer to grow." Ying'er responded, "My queen, let me hold you. You should rest for a while. It will take another half an hour to get to the palace."

Concubine Shu nodded, handed Mu Qianqian to Ying'er, turned her head and closed her eyes.

She was indeed sleepy because she slept too late last night.

After all, my body is too weak.

No matter what she does now, she feels extremely tired after the slightest movement.

As the carriage moved along, the shaking became more and more severe.

"Hey."

As the horse screamed, the carriage shook violently and Concubine Shu was almost thrown out.

Ying'er quickly reached out and grabbed Concubine Shu's arm: "Your Majesty..."