[Host, Shen Tang's ability to predict dreams has been detected and has become invalid, Shen Tang will no longer predict dreams in the future, and the host of Chang Ming can rest assured]

Deprivation system online voice occasionally stutters.

Next.

Shen Tang heard Mrs. Chang and said that she was the third lady of the concubine.

Instantly.

Shen Tang's eyes revealed a look of surprise.

"You are really my mother, I thought that a dream was a dream, and I always felt that the mother in the dream and the lady in reality would not be the same person."

Speaking of which.

Shen Tang hugged Mrs. Chang.

Mrs. Chang burst into tears and hugged Shen Tang tightly.

The little girl's beautiful little face was full of smiles.

The watery pitch black eyes moved and looked at Mrs. Chang.

Tears still fell from Mrs. Chang's eyes.

"Daughter, I have made you suffer all these years, and my mother will let you enter the family tree and will not treat you badly."

The little girl raised her white and delicate hand and gently wiped Mrs. Chang's tears.

"A-Niang, I believe in you, and I will treat A-Niang well."

The yin ghost who watched the little girl's crying scene covered his lips with a smile.

Shen Tang caught a glimpse of the yin ghost staring at her.

The yin ghost immediately bit his lip flap and let go of the hand covering his mouth, unable to control it, his eyes flashing with a faint smile.

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The Prince's Mansion.

Yan Chaoji listened to the words of the slave and learned that the person who was supposed to be taken away for interrogation turned into a floating ghost.

Squinting slightly, he glanced at the minion who was kneeling on his knees.

"Send someone to find out what's going on with that ghost."

Why is it a ghost, there are capable people who do this?

The father wants to summon capable people and strangers to join the court as officials, and he can also secretly accept capable people and strangers to help him.

It's just that where does he go to collect those capable people.

The national teacher has the ability, but no one knows what the ability is, if he can control the national teacher, it would be good.

Think about it.

Yan Chaoji glanced at the minions.

"You go down."

The minions replied respectfully, and their figures left the room.

Yan Chaoji held the fine Zihao pen in one hand, and looked sideways at a nearby scroll of princely paintings.

The people in the painting are all the emperor's own sons.

Yan Chaoji's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the corners of his lips were hooked.

In front of the figure of the great prince, paint it.

Yan Chaoji's eyes smirked evilly, and he looked at the remaining princes.

"If they were all dead, there would be no one in my way."

The father and the emperor doted on the six emperor brothers, and the six emperor brothers were so ignorant of the rules at the winter hunting banquet that day, and the father still did not seriously deal with the six emperor brothers, and he knew that the six emperor brothers were fools, but he was also willing to take the six emperor brothers to participate in the winter hunting banquet, so it can be seen that if the six emperor brothers became smart again, then he would not be the most favored prince of his father.

The family of the six emperors' brothers, mothers and concubines, protect the six emperors and brothers to grow up safely, so the six emperors must die, or they can never become smart again.

Yan Chaoji's deep eyes flashed with a ruthless color.

In the National Teacher's Mansion.

Shang Li predicted that the eldest prince would hang himself.

Specifically why he hanged himself, Shang Li guessed that it might be the third prince who did it.

The next moment.

The six princes jumped into the mansion.

grabbed the dark blue robe on the young man of the national teacher, and smiled in his tone: "National teacher, this dress on your body is so beautiful, can you wear it for me?" ”

The sixth prince looked innocent and looked at the national teacher expectantly.

The national teacher bent his beautiful peach blossom eyes, and there were shallow ripples in his eyes.

Wen Yun smiled.

"No, my clothes cannot be worn by His Highness, His Highness should understand that clothes can only be his own, and cannot be given to others at will."

The sixth prince didn't understand the meaning of the national teacher's words, and scratched his head slightly.

"Brother Guoshi's words, Liuliu doesn't understand them at all."

Shang Li's deep eyes crossed the darkness.

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The residence of the Prime Minister.

Chang Ming took revenge on her slaves and maids who had hurt her when she was punished for being a slave.

The faces of the slaves were horribly distorted, and they had long been gagged and suffering from the pain of not being able to speak.

Chang Ming's black eyes were dyed with a somewhat dull gaze, looking down at the slaves and maids.

The poisonous scorpion crawled on the bodies of the slaves and maids, biting them to death.

Chang Ming held a flower and approached the scorpion in the jar slightly.

Let out a chuckle.

"At that time, the poisonous scorpion was not in the bedroom, so you were pulled off the bed and humiliated, otherwise, you would have been poisoned alive."

Long.

The slaves and maids were poisoned to death.

Their bodies were all quietly disposed of.

Mrs. Chang knew that the old woman and the midwife's sons, including the slaves and maidservants who had taken Chang Ming, had all died.

The new butler bent down to look at the ground.

"Madam, do you want to find out the cause of death?"

Mrs. Chang raised her hand, covered her heart, frowned, and said helplessly: "Don't check." ”

Ming'er is her biological daughter-in-law, and she can't pursue her daughter for the death of her subordinates.

The next moment.

Mrs. Chang's face with makeup on her face looked sideways at the new housekeeper.

"Chang Shaoxia is in Zhuangzi, how is he doing?"

The new housekeeper bowed his head slightly: "Mrs. Prime Minister, Chang Shaoxia has been seriously ill recently, and his life is not good. ”

Mrs. Chang picked up the corners of her curved lips dyed light red, and her eyebrows smiled.

"If she doesn't have a good life, she should be, who told her that she doesn't understand the rules."

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December 6th.

The matter of entering the family tree was quickly completed.

It is rumored that there are three daughters in the Prime Minister's Mansion, the eldest daughter Chang Ming, the second daughter Chang Tang, and the third daughter named Chang Shentang.

[Tangtang host, I just found out that there is a modern novel in Chang Ming's room]

Hear the words.

The little girl's white and flawless beautiful little hands held a delicate and beautiful hosta, slightly forked into the thick ink and green silk.

The dark eyes looked at himself in the bronze mirror.

[That novel, is it about me? ] 】

[It should be a novel that writes about the original fate of the host, that is, the real original plot, and the host's original life]

The little girl's eyes were dark, and her heart overflowed with emotions that had not been revealed.

[If I solve all these female partners with systems, can my parents come back]

Speaking of which.

Shen Tang's slender white five fingers held the hosta tightly.

[Host, the correction system will work hard to repair the world, and strive to return the host's parents at that time]

Shen Tang's eyes were hot, and he pursed his red lips.

The beautiful young face gradually lowered, and the tails of the eyes were covered with a thin red.

The voice was low: "I see." ”

Ground.

The Yin Ghost lifted Shen Tang's chin with a curious gaze.

His eyes froze for a moment, staring at Shen Tang's drooping eyes, a little listless little face.

The Yin Ghost frowned and nodded at the tail of Shen Tang's eyes.

"Who bullied you? Little devil, you tell me that in the night, I will go and beat up the person who bullied you. ”

Shen Tang pushed away the cold hand of the yin ghost.

His eyes lit up and he smiled.

"We are together during the day and together at night, if anyone bullies me, you naturally know, you are so stupid to ask such a thing."

Ghost: "......"

Half a day.

Shen Tang turned into the face of Chang Ming's maid and slowly entered Chang Ming's boudoir.

Chang Ming and the other maidservants were not in the room.

Shen Tang pretended to clean the boudoir.

I saw a modern published novel on the table.

The little girl let go of the rag that was wiping the boudoir table.

Glancing at the door she had locked.

Looking back, his eyes drooping.

Staring at the cover of the novel of the painting of a girl in a bright red female official uniform.

Open the novel and read the contents.

Some of the plot content and addresses in the neatly written novels.

Need to go back and take a closer look.

The little girl turned to the last page of the thin novel.

Slightly stunned.

The ending of his original fate turned out to be unfinished, and the original author did not finish writing this novel at all.

The little girl wrote down the contents of the ritual objects and other things that should have belonged to her, the location and time of appearance.

Prime Minister Chang Cheng's mansion originally belonged to the little girl's magic space, and it was the next target that Chang Ming's system wanted to take away.

The magic weapon space is quite a treasure by Chang Cheng, and I don't know what the treasure does.

As for where it is hidden, it is never written in the book, only that it is her real prime minister's father, who personally regarded the magic weapon space as a gift to her.

It's a long time.

The little girl Shen Tang, who had already left Chang Ming's boudoir, secretly returned to her bedroom.

Shen Tanghao's white and thin ankles stepped on the ancient style wooden basin.

Warm water, soaking in snowy skin and beautiful feet.

Look through the little notebook you have jotted down the contents of.

"Qin Zisheng, how do you think Chang Ming will deal with me next?"

The yin ghost took a sip of wine, his bright eyes were shaped like a fox, and he smiled.

"Why does she always have to deal with you, is there any kind of enmity?"

Shen Tang hugged the notebook tightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked directly at the yin ghost.

"Because of her, she hates my existence."

Next moment.

Shen Tang's pupils under his long eyelashes revealed a dark and sarcastic gaze.

Gently hook the corners of your lips.

The ghost touched his arm, feeling a cool breeze behind him.

"Little devil, you look like a bad child."

Shen Tang's face changed, and his eyebrows and eyes were crooked.

The eyes were harmless and innocent, and the face biting the peach puffed down slightly: "Where am I bad, I am the well-behaved and sensible third lady of the Chang family." ”

Deep ink and late black.

Ugly time.

Shen Tang ate a rock sugar gourd.

The yin ghost carrying Shen Tang on his back floated around.

"I eat sugar gourds myself, but I'm the one who carries you."

The sugar gourd in the little girl's hand swayed slightly in front of the yin ghost.

"Do you want to eat it?"

The little girl looked at the yin ghost with her head bowed with a playful look in her eyes.

Qin Yin Ghost just wanted to take a bite of the sugar gourd, and the sugar gourd quickly returned to Shen Tang's lips and teeth.

Ghost: "......"

Is it fun to tease him, this little devil likes to bully him.

Finally, I came to the house of the national teacher.

Qin Zisheng skillfully put down Shen Tang on his back.

Shen Tang studied in the study room with the national teacher as usual.

The yin ghost has a sick face and a pale face.

The green silk is thick and black, clinging to the ear of the young ghost.

When the little guy saw Qin Zisheng, he immediately took him to the room last time to rest.

Qin Zisheng opened his fox eyes and was slightly drowsy.

The candle flame illuminated the appearance of Qin Yin Ghost.

Gradually.

On the soft couch, a young man in a thin persimmon robe lay on his side.

The yin ghost closed his eyes, dizzy and unconscious.

National Teacher's Study.

"Master, can I learn martial arts from you?"

Shen Tang's ink eyes were shining, and his eyes were fixed on Shang Li.

Shang Li bites the candied fruit.

Gaze question.

"Why do you want to learn martial arts, you already know martial arts, not to mention that I have to teach you the art of foreknowledge, and learn two things at the same time, your brain can't move."

The little apprentice of the national teacher sighed, and looked at his master with dark eyes.

"The apprentice knows martial arts, but he can't do light skills, can the master teach me light skills?"