Leaving them, I felt like I was in a better mood all of a sudden. It seems that the truth is different, and it can't be a plan. Xiaoyu whispered beside me: "County Lord, I see that they have bad intentions towards you, you better be careful." I smiled: "I know, even the fire is set off, what could be more ill-intentioned!" Xiao Yu was taken aback: "You mean that the fire in the morning is also them?" How could they be so bold? Xiao Yue also said: "I think it's possible for them to be jealous and embarrass you or something, set fire, this, you want to kill your head, right?" I walked along the path, admiring the beautiful scenery of the courtyard, and casually said, "Maybe, who knows." Both of you will be vigilant in the future, I don't think there will be a day of peace. The two girls nodded yes together.

I walked leisurely and slowly, digesting all the strange things I had encountered since I crossed over.

I also secretly pray in my heart that with my intelligence, I can cope with this complicated situation in front of me.

A girl in front of us trotted all the way over, stopped in front of me, and said breathlessly: "County master, you call the slave easy to find." The prince sent a carriage to pick you up into the palace, and you have been waiting at the gate of the palace for a long time! I was a little surprised: "Take me into the palace, why?" The girl shook her head: "The slave doesn't know, the slave is only responsible for passing the word, the slave and the maid have searched the front yard and the backyard, and it has taken a lot of effort, so hurry up!" "I didn't dare to slack off, remembering that the last time I entered the palace, whether it was Yao Tao or Yichang's princess, she only brought a personal maid, so I asked Xiaoyue to stay, and took Xiaoyu to follow the girl to the back door of the palace in a hurry.

Sure enough, a carriage was already waiting there, and several tall horses were snorting and digging the ground with their hooves restlessly, and it seemed that they had been waiting for a long time, and even the horses were impatient.

Xiaoyu helped me into the car and jumped up herself. Before we could get steady, we heard the groom's whistle, and the carriage sped like a fly.

We had to hold on to the handrail next to us to sit still. The carriage galloped wildly for a while, and then came to a sudden stop.

I was wondering why I arrived so quickly, but I saw two big men jumping up from outside the car, and before Xiaoyu and I could exclaim, someone had already been hit on the back of the neck and fainted!

I have a splitting headache. The whole body felt like it was falling apart. I tried to roll over, but I couldn't move anyway. I wanted to call for help, but I couldn't even open my mouth.

I don't know what's wrong with me. The whole person seemed to be fixed, unable to move at all, and couldn't even open his eyes.

I struggled hard, but found that it was in vain, there was no place in my body that I could control, was it because I was drugged?

What about Xiaoyu? Is Xiaoyu still alive? My heart was pounding, my head was spinning, and I didn't feel the slightest sign of being alive other than that.

Suddenly, I was taken aback by the sound of a voice! "Why is the ECG beating so badly, you go and call the doctor!" "It's my dad's voice!

Am I dreaming? Immediately after that, my mother's sharp and familiar voice also remembered beside me: "What is it called, doctor!" It's a hospital, not your home. Calling a doctor to rescue once costs more money! Leave it alone, let her go! "What's going on?

I'm in the hospital, my dad and my mom are there for me? Didn't I cross over? Didn't I travel to the Six Kings' Mansion in Dajing?

Could it be that the fatal blow to the masked man in the carriage brought me back to modern society? What's wrong with me?

How could it be in the hospital? Thousands of questions were churning in my heart, but unfortunately I couldn't say a word, I could only lie here like a dead man, unable to even open my eyes.

My dad's voice sounded again: "She's not dead yet, won't she be saved?" Will people say we're too ruthless? My mother: "What to save, she jumped into the river by herself, and made it look like this." The doctor said that he will be a vegetative person for the rest of his life, what do you want to do with such a burden? It's useless when it's good, but now that we're in a vegetative state, what else can we do but drag us down? If you can't bear it, you can call a doctor, and you will pay for all the expenses! I still have to keep my money for my son! ”

"If you don't scream, you don't scream, what do you shout? I didn't say I had to call a doctor. Okay, okay, I didn't say it! "The two of them were still talking about something.

I can't listen to it anymore. I get it, I hear it all! It turned out that I jumped into the moat that day and didn't die, I just became a vegetative person.

That's why I can't move anywhere but my mind now. What did my mom just say?

I am dying on my own, a burden! It's useless people! She's right! I used to work hard and make money, and when I gave her flowers, she called me a waste, a white-eyed wolf who lost money.

Now lying here like the living dead, what else could it be to her, except for a burden? This is my mother, my own mother!

Who said that there are only ruthless children and no ruthless fathers? Who says there are parents in the world? Who said that your parents must love you and must be good for you?

Isn't it possible that no matter how vicious, selfish, or indifferent, a person becomes holy, selfless, and full of love immediately after becoming a parent?

It's a joke, a big joke! My heart was dripping blood, and I felt something hot running down the corners of my closed eyes, could it be tears?

Am I still sad and crying at this moment? My heart is dead! There are moments these days when I think of my parents and wonder if they will be sad and sad about my loss.

It would be too selfish to think that I would jump into a moat like this and end my own life. Maybe my parents are always parents, and in their hearts, in addition to my younger brother, there will always be a little love and distress for me!

But now, I know that it was just my own dream, and maybe only in my dreams can I feel the love of my parents!

My tears flowed freely, and my parents' arguments continued. It's just that they're arguing about whether to unplug my ventilator or not!

My mother insisted on getting rid of me, but my father hesitated, thinking that it was too much and that others would suspect him of gossiping!

Their argument continued, but my tears had dried up. The last bit of warmth in my heart for the world, for my family, and for my parents is gone at this moment.

I even hope that they will be removed from the ventilator immediately, so that I can easily leave this world and never be hurt by their ruthlessness again.