Chao Yu Jie

The falling stones continued to enlarge in Chen Rui's field of vision at an astonishing speed. His mind was almost empty. If he had to say something, he just wanted to shout at this moment: What a terribly unlucky one!

He lost consciousness before cursing, and naturally he didn't have the chance to listen to the cries and screams that followed on the cliff, let alone the distorted face of shock and regret.

When Chen Rui woke up, he felt that his head was swelled up, his head hurt like it was going to split open, and his forehead was twitching as if there was a whole reinforcement connected inside for a bombing drill.Not to mention, the house was even more wailing and howling, making him want to scold his mother.It's a pity that he was exhausted and dry mouthed, and he scolded this group of cheating donkey friends for causing him to fall off the cliff. Fortunately, he was destined to die. Give him a good meal.

Chen Rui was still engaged in rich thought activities, but he didn't know that the whimpering and low crying around him seemed abnormally loud because of his headache, but he didn't notice any abnormality in the surrounding environment.

When he finally opened his eyes, the people at the side almost jumped up and yelled with joy, Chen Rui frowned suddenly, looked up and almost fainted again.

The Marquis of Xiangyang was so anxious that his head was sweating, and he was relieved when he saw his precious son woke up.Then he turned his head and slapped the boy Baolai on the face, cursing: "Shut up!"

Baolai first went out with Wen Zhuo, who knew that this little ancestor could go in vertically and come out horizontally when visiting brothels and eating flowers and wine.Not to mention that this ancestor caused trouble, his head was smashed open somehow and he was still unconscious.

Baolai knelt for a long time and was frightened out of his wits. Seeing that he woke up, he was so happy that he was dizzy. He cried out with joy, and asked the Marquis of Xiangyang to slap half of his face and handprints before he came back to his senses, and hurriedly greeted Wen Zhuo. Biao Zhongxin: "Master, are you better?"

The Marquis of Xiangyang saw that Wen Zhuo's eyes were open and there was no movement, he breathed a sigh of relief again, and shouted at the crying nanny and maid: "Why are you crying! Why don't you hurry up and invite the doctor in!"

Chen Rui was stunned by the battle for a moment, his original doubts turned into shocks for a moment, and he successfully passed out again by rolling his eyes.

Even though Xiangyang Hou Mansion was in chaos, Chen Rui didn't realize it.

He was drowsy all day long, and he didn't know whether he was dreaming or waking up. Sometimes he felt that he was still taking a nap in the university dormitory, and he could vaguely hear the chatting of his roommates; He dozed off in the small room; sometimes he was terrified that he had turned into Wenzhuo, the son of Daxin Dynasty Xiangyang Hou; but, he had never seen this dynasty in any book he had read before, and he I feel that most of the time I dozed off in class, maybe the teacher will find out that if I wake up, I will make a big fool of myself.

However, Chen Rui's drowsiness is destined to be unable to wake up for the time being.

When he gradually understood, he was already Wen Zhuo.