"You don't talk about it!" Aunt Zhang said and picked up the broom on the side and pretended to beat the old man.

The old man waved his arms and stepped back, "I'm telling the truth, and my words are not rough!" ”

"She's my mother!" The little bench pulled a small voice and added coldly.

"Yes, yes, it's your mother!" The old man stepped forward and pinched the face of the little bench.

This skinny man doesn't have much meat at all.

In her sleep, Leng Qinlan seemed to hear the voice of another world.

The accent was different from what she had heard before, but she could understand it.

It sounds like a very poor family, when the mother is seriously ill, if she wakes up, she must help the patient to see.

The awareness of dreaming is getting stronger and stronger.

Leng Qinlan wanted more and more to break free from the dream and wake up.

She wished that someone would shake her up and help wake her up.

Gradually, there was no sound in my ears, the surroundings quieted down, and the family and the doctor dispersed.

You're on your own!

Leng Qinlan's consciousness has been struggling.

I don't know how long it has been......

The time in the dream, even a stick of incense, has passed for a long time, from day to night, as if I don't know how many spring and autumn have passed.

She saw Luo Chenfeng again and again, and saw the people she knew before, the brothers and sisters of Zixiao Palace, the eldest brother who had just found his family affection, and even Liu Suixiang, who had long since died......

They're all so far away from her......

"Dad, Dad, Mom seems to be moving."

Suddenly, the boy's voice rang out again.

Dilapidated thatched house, a big shabby wooden bed.

Unlike during the day, there were three people lying on the large wooden bed.

A sick woman was in the middle, and the boy called the little bench was lying against the wall, and Zhang Dazhu was outside.

Every night after his wife's illness, the three of them lay together quietly, the small bench wanted to be next to his mother, and Zhang Dazhu was guarding his daughter-in-law, as if they were still a family with Hemeimei.

"Sleep." Zhang Dazhu said in a low voice.

It seems that he is afraid that his son will wake up his daughter-in-law.

This kind of thing has been said many times by the little bench, but it is more of his expectation and his hallucination, so Zhang Dazhu doesn't believe it.

"My mother is really moving, she has touched me." The little bench said again.

"Don't touch your mother." Zhang Dazhu warned.

His daughter-in-law was a sick person, and she lay there silently, but she must have felt bad, they just lay down with her, and they were not allowed to touch her.

However, sometimes the little bench can't help but secretly hold his mother's hand, and as long as his father finds out, he will be trained.

"Really, my mother's hands are warm. It's not cold at all! The little bench was not silent this time because of his father's reprimand.

In the past, his mother's hands were cold, and they were like a piece of ice to hold, but now, he suddenly found that his mother's hands were very warm, the same as *** hands, but much softer and more comfortable than *** hands.

"Mother, mother, are you going to wake up?" The little bench no longer waited for his father's reply, and took his mother's hand and shook it.

Zhang Dazhu got angry, sat up, and raised his hand to drag the small bench.

"Dad, Dad, Mom is really different!" The little bench said anxiously.

"Sleep!" Zhang Dazhu slapped the little bench in the face.

He had beaten his own son, but he had never slapped him in the face, at most he held down the butt of the little bench and hit him a few times, but this time, the little bench was disobedient, and he was annoyed.

He was afraid that the small bench would "spoil" his daughter-in-law, but he couldn't say anything in one breath, so he slapped him in a hurry.

After fanning, the whole person was also stunned.

"Woo-" The little bench cried and took his mother's hand, "Mother, mother, wake up!" Wake up! You must be about to wake up, Daddy doesn't believe me, and beats me, woo-"

The little bench didn't cry loudly, and he was afraid of waking his grandmother, but he shook his mother with more strength.

It's obviously a warm hand, why don't you wake up?

Leng Qinlan, who was struggling in the dream, finally felt the help of an external force, and the entire dream seemed to be shattered by this sudden external force, and the scene was distorted.

"Don't be noisy!" Zhang Dazhu frowned and reprimanded his son.

But the son, who was originally very obedient, seemed to be enchanted at this time, just shaking his mother and crying constantly.

Zhang Dazhu's face turned red, and he stretched out his hands and grabbed the shoulders of the small bench to pull him up.

Leng Qinlan opened her eyes, and what she saw in the first scene was a man "baring his teeth and claws" against the child on the other side above her, and her left hand was still tightly held by the child.

Leng Qinlan sat up and raised her right hand to hit the man.

The man was caught off guard and was slapped under the bed by Leng Qinlan.

"Daddy!" The little bench screamed, looked back at the mother sitting in front of him, and couldn't close it with her mouth open for a long time.

It was late at night, and the little brightness in the house was all moonlight shining through the windows of the thatched house.

Leng Qinlan clearly saw that the images of the two people, one big and one small, seemed to freeze as if they were wood, or they were shocked.

Zhang Dazhu maintained the posture of falling to the ground, and it took a long time to crawl to the edge of the bed, trembling lips, "You...... Awake? ”

So, is he wrong to blame his son?

"Mother is awake, mother is awake!" The little bench also came to its senses and shouted happily.

He said that his mother was different from usual.

This is his mother, a mother who can sit up alive!

Leng Qinlan, who had already had a cross-trip experience, was no stranger to the situation at this time.

At the beginning, she woke up in the poisonous jar of the Qinghe Daoist in Baiyun Guan, and the Qinghe Daoist stared at her in surprise, stunned and surprised, and it took her a long time to digest her identity.

But at this time, she quickly understood that something had happened on Tianmin Mountain, and she ...... Someone else again.

Is this her life?

Leng Qinlan couldn't help but smile bitterly, when she was already familiar with the second identity and her life had become normal, she became another person and came to another world.

"Hmm." Leng Qinlan responded to the father and son.

She really didn't want to speak.

This identity is really funny, she is not only married but also has such a big son.

The only difference from last time was that she didn't have the memory of this identity in her head.

So, who did she do?

No, in the previous life...... If you can say that, who did Leng Qinlan again?

In the dream, she saw Luo Chenfeng with another woman, it must be "her", her qiē has become owned by that woman, along with ...... Her lover......

Only when she loses does she feel cherished, and she understands more clearly that she loves Luo Chenfeng more than Bei Minghe's cunning.

Whether it is said that she is treacherous, whether she sees a different idea, or empathizes with her, she admits that she has fallen in love with Luo Chenfeng.

But......

Leng Qinlan felt a sour feeling in her heart, and silently read the name.

Chen Feng, Chen Feng......

"What kind of place is this? Who am I? I don't even remember, can you sue me? Leng Qinlan straightened her thoughts, put one hand around the boy beside her, and asked.

Either way, she had to figure out the situation first.

Perhaps, she can go back?

The last time, from modern times to Dongchu, she didn't have such a strong desire to return to modern times, but at this time, she wanted to return to Dongchu so much, just because she had someone to worry about.

"Mother, you must have slept for a long time and forgotten jì, the little bench told you." The small bench snuggled affectionately beside Leng Qinlan.

Leng Qinlan has a lot of affection for this child, she knows that she was woken up by him, if it weren't for his little hand shaking, she wouldn't wake up now, I don't know how long she will struggle.

Leng Qinlan spent most of the night digesting this new identity from the mouths of the father and son.

Name: Qi Lan (There is also a homonymous name, which is also fate.) ）

Age: Twenty-two (three years older all of a sudden, but still much younger than her modern age, but she has become the mother of a five-year-old child!!) ）

Experience: A member of the Qi family, he was married to the heirs of Fengjiazhuang since he was a child, but because he was poisoned by going out to collect medicine, he was abandoned with a mark on his face, which was disgraced by the Qi family, and later married Zhang Dazhu as his wife.

Of course, this experience was not said by the small bench, and Zhang Dazhu would not say it in one breath, it was all squeezed out of his mouth little by little under Leng Qinlan's questioning.

There are still things squeezed out, this place is called the Holy Realm, and the person in charge of this place should have been the Holy Emperor, but the Mixed Yuan Bead and the Holy Queen Spirit Bead of the Holy Emperor were lost, and for three hundred years, there has been no real Saint Emperor in the Holy Realm, only the Nine Heavens Immortal Saint is the head. The people of the Holy Realm are scattered all over the world, and they are under the jurisdiction of the owners of each family.

The Qi family, the Feng family, and the five families of Wei Chi, Baili, and He are the five great families in the Holy Realm, and compared to these five surnames, the other surnames are weak.

…… Therefore, this should be a parallel world to the four kingdoms of Eastern Chu, and the Holy Realm is the Holy Clan in the population over there.

So in other words, she is still in the same era, compared to crossing time and space, she is not far from Luo Chenfeng.

Tianmin Mountain is a contract, if she finds that opening, she can find a way to go back, right?

However, Zhang Dazhu said that there is no place called Tianmin Mountain in the Holy Realm.

The small bench stayed up with Leng Qinlan until almost dawn, sleepy and couldn't open his eyes and slept in Leng Qinlan's arms.

Zhang Dazhu, who was sitting on the ground, was also sleepy, and kept yawning.

Leng Qinlan put the small bench away, covered the quilt, and threw the other quilt to Zhang Dazhu, "Find a place to sleep by yourself." ”

"Daughter-in-law......" Zhang Dazhu stood up and carefully rubbed the quilt to the bed.

"Brother Dazhu, I just woke up, and I'm not used to it." Leng Qinlan said.

Are you kidding!

How was this body before, it wasn't her, now it's up to her to decide, how can she continue to be a husband and wife with Zhang Dazhu?

For the small bench, she will admit it, it is a big deal to have one more godson, and for Zhang Dazhu, it is not a matter of compromise. This kind of thing about one man on the left and right side of the eye must never happen again!

"Oh." Zhang Dazhu was a little disappointed, but he was also honest and grinned, "It's good to wake up, the little bench is happy, and I'm happy." "Your Highness, the concubine is very low-key!

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Chapter 501 Wake up, finish with a man on one side,

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