Xie Zhen turned around in disbelief, glared at her and said, "What did you say?" What brother? ”

As soon as she stopped, Hongling caught up with her lightly, hurriedly grabbed her arm, and gasped: "Madame, Madame's stomach has been hurting for a day, the little young master hasn't come out yet, and several stable women have said that Madame's situation is a little bad, so don't go and make trouble for Madame, okay?" ”

Xie Zhen didn't answer her words, just looked at her with a strange expression.

"What madame?"

"Madame, Miss, your biological mother! Miss, you won't be so angry that you don't recognize your wife because your wife insists on giving birth to a young master, right? Hongling looked at her nervously, for fear that she would suddenly run away again.

Xie Hao's expression became more and more complicated.

Madame is her mother? But her mother died when she was seven years old! Where does she have a mother now? Could it be her stepmother, Kim? But shouldn't Kim also be in prison with his father? How can you still have children? Did Jin Yu get her out?

Xie Hao frowned and pondered, if the Jin family was here, would she know where Yan Ming was?

She thought to herself, and made up her mind to get rid of Hongling.

Her gaze couldn't help but look at Hongling's hand holding her arm.

It's so small, it should be easy to break free, right? She pondered in her heart, but her body suddenly froze.

How could it be...... Why did Hongling's hands become so small? Like a seven or eight-year-old? How so?

Only then did she take a closer look at Hongling.

Combed with a double bun, her facial features are beautiful but she still can't hide her childishness, and she is clearly seven or eight years old!

"You're not Hongling!" She subconsciously blurted out, and her body couldn't help but take a step back, "Who are you?" Who are you from Hongling? ”

Hongling opened her mouth wide in surprise, which one is this singing, Miss? Although she was puzzled in her heart, she didn't dare to relax in her hands, Xie Zhen took a step back, and she went further.

"I'm Hongling! Miss, don't make trouble, it's so late, let's go back to the room and rest again! ”

"You're Hongling?" Xie Zhen was stunned for a long time before the ghost sent the god to say, "How old are you?" ”

Hongling said: "I'm seven years old this year!" I was born in the same year as Miss, and my mother was born because she gave birth to me and had enough milk, so she became your nurse, did you forget? ”

Seven years old? As big as her?

Wrong wrong! Hongling is as big as her! But they're all twenty-one years old! How can it still be seven?

She shook her head vigorously, as if that would catch the crazy thought out of her head.

Her gaze couldn't help but look at her hand.

The hand holding the wooden pillow is white and petite, and there is some flesh.

Whose hand is this? Is this her hand? The hair on Xie Hao's body stood up, and she suddenly screamed and broke away from Hongling's hand.

Hongling was startled, and was about to chase after her, but saw that she was not in the direction of the main room, but ran into her room, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly followed.

"Light the lamp!" Xie Zhen rushed into the room and screamed.

Hongling hurriedly lit the lamp.

Xie Zhen was already seated in front of the dresser.

"Quick! Fast! Bring the lights! Fast! She urged.

What is this going to do, Miss? Hongling is a little confused, it's only the third watch now, is the young lady going to start combing her hair and dressing up?

But whatever she wanted to do, as long as she didn't go to Madame's yard. Hongling thought and hurriedly moved the candlestick to the dresser.

The faint yellow candle light illuminated this small corner, Xie Hao closed his eyes and held the bronze mirror, took a few deep breaths, and then slowly opened his eyes and looked at the person in the bronze mirror.

The face in the mirror is no more than the size of a palm, with big almond eyes, a small and round nose, and a pointed chin.

Xie Zhen shook his hand, threw away the bronze mirror, screamed, threw himself onto the bed, and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Hongling was startled by her and hurriedly stepped forward with the candlestick.

"Don't move!" Xie Zhen poked her head out of the quilt and shouted.

It's just that her always clear voice still sounds childish at the moment, without the slightest majesty.

"Good, good." Hongling coaxed her and said, "I don't move, I'll guard you here." ”

"Nope! I don't want you to keep it! You get out! Xie Hao glared at her.

Why is Miss's temper getting bigger and bigger? Hongling nodded helplessly, "Then I'll go out first." Miss, rest for a while, and I'll wake you up and freshen up when it's dawn. ”

With that, she laid the candlestick on the table at the head of the bed.

"Come back!" Xie Zhen called again: "Turn off the lights, go out!" ”

Hongling had no choice but to blow out the candle flame and slowly retreated.

The door was closed, and the light in the hallway was cut off, and the room was dark.

Xie Zhen was wrapped in the quilt, and her body trembled.

How so? Is she dead? Otherwise, how could you change back to the way you were seven years old? But if she died, then why did she still feel it? What the hell is going on? What kind of poison did Yan Ming give? How did she end up like this? What about Yan Ye? Where is Yan Ye? Is there a way for him to cure the poison from her?

Or, isn't this poison at all? A bold idea popped into her mind.

She pondered for a moment, thinking back to when she was seven years old, as she trembled and tentatively reached the back edge of several cases.

Left, left. She struggled to remember, her fingers following the direction she remembered.

Her fingers touched something.

Xie Zhen snorted, gritted his teeth, and quickly grabbed the thing with his fingers and quickly retracted it.

A fire fold. When she was a child, her father didn't allow her to play with fire, and she secretly hid the fire fold!

Xie Zhen's hand shook more and more, and he blew several times before the fire fold lit up. Xie used it to light the candles on the menorah.

Xie Zhen got out of the bed with a candlestick and carefully examined the room.

The rose chair with openwork and luan pattern in Huanghuali, the square table with black lacquer pengya, the drum stool with black lacquer flower and grass pattern, the ebony carved and embroidered screen, and the large lotus leaf pastel peony pattern porcelain vase.

Xie Hao's body trembled even more.

That's right, that's right! This is her former room! Every piece of furniture here was arranged for her by her father! The rabbit lamp on the table was a birthday gift made by the third brother when she was seven years old, and she accidentally lost it! And now this rabbit lamp is here in perfect condition!

Is she really only seven years old now?

Could it be that what happened in the past was a nightmare for her?

Could it be that everyone in the Xie clan is still alive, and the third brother is not dead?

But why is this dream so clear? She even remembered the incredulous expression on Jin Yu's face when she stabbed Jin Yu one by one!

What's going on? What the hell is going on?

Xie Zhen's eyes went dark, and she fainted, the candlestick in her hand fell, and the candle burst out with the last bit of spark on the ground. ————————————————————

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