This body is called Zuo Yueqiu, the daughter of the prime minister.

Before he died, he was let down by the three princes of the Li Dynasty and sacrificed his body, hoping that the three princes would not die well.

Before his death, Zuo Yueqiu was raised by the prime minister in the palm of his hand, and he did not suffer anything.

At the age of thirteen, he met and fell in love with the third prince, Wen Yu.

The third prince only used Zuo Yueqiu's father's power to strengthen himself, and finally succeeded in usurping the throne.

Then he put the two major courtiers of the dynasty to stabilize the foundation of the country.

Prime Minister Zuo and General Mo were charged with premeditating rebellion and executed.

The Prime Minister's Mansion and the General's Mansion were all over the house because of this.

Wen Yu left Zuo Yueqiu alone.

Zuo Yueqiu thought that he still had some affection, but he would have thought that Wen Yu kept her to go to another country to make peace with his true beloved woman.

Since then, Zuo Yueqiu's heart has died, unwilling to be humiliated in other countries, and finally killed himself.

[Host, because your current body was sacrificed by the original body, we will complete the task of this plane after helping her fulfill her wish.] 】

It can't be said that it's because the Heavenly Dao of the previous plane was faintly aware of their existence, so it was just temporarily avoiding the Heavenly Dao.

After all, it is a sacrificial body, and Si Nan is now the real Zuo Yueqiu.

Even if it was discovered, at most, it would only kill Zuo Yueqiu, and it would not be able to really strangle Si Nan.

Si Nan didn't notice the little scumbag's careful thoughts, and asked with half-squinted eyes:

"What is her wish?"

[Let the third prince be ruined and discredited, and he will not be able to die well, so that he will not be able to get his love for the rest of his life. 】

Answering casually, Si Nan raised her eyes and looked at the man who strode into the room and walked towards her, with a slight weakness in her childish voice:

"Daddy."

Zuo Yuanchuan sat on the edge of the bed distressedly, raised his hand to probe Si Nan's head, and his face was full of worry:

"What else is wrong with Yue'er? Cold or not? ”

Today he just went to the court as usual, and when he came back, he heard the maid in the house say that his daughter had fallen into the water.

It's 39 days now, and it's the coldest time of winter.

Zuo Yueqiu can still wake up after falling into the water, which is really fateful.

Si Nan shook his head at Zuo Yuanchuan, and then touched his stomach:

"Daddy, I'm hungry."

"Okay, Yue'er can make whatever you want to eat."

Seeing that his daughter seemed to be fine, the stone in Zuo Yuanchuan's heart fell to the ground, and asked his subordinates to hurry to the dining room to make Zuo Yueqiu's favorite food on weekdays.

Si Nan's whole person was tightly wrapped, and he missed his head and hands.

Sitting on a stool, dangling his short legs that couldn't reach the ground, he buried his head in pulling the rice in the bowl.

Zuo Yuanchuan sat on the side, seeing Si Nan's eating appearance, he always felt as if she was hungry when she was not there on weekdays, but he was afraid that she would choke, so he hurriedly said:

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you, it's not enough."

Si Nan stopped eating and glanced at him, thinking that he was only a five or six-year-old child now, and couldn't help but slow down his movements.

After eating and drinking, Si Nan's baby Zuo Yuanchuan was stuffed into a hand-warming stove, and a little fluffy hat was also put on her head.

Tilting his head and looking at Zuo Yuanchuan, who was immersed in official business in front of the bookcase, Si Nan felt that this father was much better than Song Xuan's father in the previous plane.

Zuo Yuanchuan is actually very young, only twenty-seven or eight-year-old, he doesn't look bad, and he still has a little bit of literati grace on his body.

Seeing that Zuo Yuanchuan was doing things attentively, Si Nan jumped off the stool with a small stove, quietly walked out of the study, and returned to his small courtyard.

There was still light snow in the air, and Si Nan was dressed in a festive red, which was still a little eye-catching in a patch of white.

"Meow~"

As soon as he entered his small courtyard, Si Nan heard a small cat meow.

Si Nan followed the prestige and saw the white cat lying lazily on the wall.

The little scum stared at the cat in the space, only shocked.

Isn't this and this, this cat the one from the previous plane???

How did it come to this plane???。

What's going on!? (ΩДΩ)