That's right, for everyone, the words are dead.

Only then will those people not be suspicious.

From this moment on, the news that the long man is still alive will not be known to a third person.

In addition to this ward, whether he or Lu Zheng, they must be regarded as if Yan Manman is dead!

"I see."

Lu Zheng looked at Zhan Qianyan, his eyes were dark.

After a moment, he said in a deep voice.

The corners of Zhan Qianyan's mouth pulled out a weak arc, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Since he had to wait for a long time to come back, he couldn't fall first.

Before he returns, he has to take care of his body.

"You have a good rest, if you don't mind, go back to Lu's house to live."

Lu Zheng stood up.

After all, it's a man who is in love with Yanman.

Now that they have lost their two daughters, all their emotional sustenance can only be placed on Zhan Qianyan.

And Zhan Qianyan is alone, and he can live in the Lu family and help each other.

Zhan Qianyan raised his eyes, looked at Lu Zheng for a while, and closed his eyes again.

Although he did not speak, he acquiesced.

Lu Zheng was in a good mood, and his voice was louder, "Then I'll leave first, and you can take the time to move back." ”

After Lu Zheng left, Zhan Qianyan frowned slightly.

During this time, I didn't dare to let myself think of Yan Manman, so I didn't even think about the dream I had when I was in a coma for half a month.

But is that really a dream?

To this day, Zhan Qianyan can still remember his heartache and despair in that dream, and the powerlessness when facing her.

Is it because he told him about his previous life, so it appeared in his dream?

But why are the emotions in the dream so real?

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The Royal Palace of Country B

A woman dressed as an aristocratic woman walked a little uneasily under the magnificent corridor.

There was a servant who led the way in front of him, followed by a maidservant.

"Miss, please come in."

Finally, the man who led the way stopped at a doorway and made a gesture of please with one hand forward.

The woman hesitated, pursed her lips uneasily, and walked into the door with her skirt up.

As she entered, the door behind her was shut.

Hearing the voice, she looked back in fright, and subconsciously wanted to turn back to the door, but forcibly stopped the thought.

"Miss, please come here."

A woman came out from behind a screen not far away, her voice soft and soft.

The woman pinched the corner of her clothes and followed her, only to see a table behind the screen, and a man who looked to be about fifty sitting behind the table.

Mature, steady, elegant, and domineering of this superior person, people dare not look at it directly.

This is the first feeling of a woman.

A very good-looking man, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, softened the cold and domineering lines on his face, and stared at her with a little scrutiny.

After a while, he said, "It's really very similar to Ling Long." What is your name? ”

"I ...... I don't remember. ”

A trace of embarrassment flashed on the woman's face, and she said in a low voice.

"Why can't you even remember your own name?"

"I had an illness before, and when I woke up, I didn't remember anything."

"You are quite similar to Ling Long, so let's call Ling Qi."

"Thank you......"

Woman, Ling Qi thanked her, and looked at the person on the side with inquiring eyes.

She didn't know what the identity of this person was, but it seemed to be quite high-status.

"This is His Majesty King Lingxiao."

"Your Majesty."

Ling Qi was a little unsure of the title of His Majesty.

But it feels like it has a very high status, and when this subordinate introduced, the tone was obviously respectful.