Moment.

The national teacher sat on the couch with the little girl in his arms, held the little girl's hand, and wrote with a pen.

The little girl tilted her head to look at the national teacher.

The national teacher's eyes were still red.

"Shang Li, why do your eyes turn red, do you have any special disease, every year at this time, your eyes are red and infected with demonic breath?"

The national teacher poked the back of Xiao Shen Tang's head slightly, and looked down at the handwriting of Xiao Shen Tang on the paper.

"Don't ask about that, anyway, I won't hurt you."

Shen Tang covered the back of his head that was poked, and his eyes looked deeply at the beautiful face of the young national teacher.

"Master Shangli, the way you looked in the well last time, your eyes are like ghosts today, there are so many secrets."

The national teacher glanced at Xiao Shen Tang's handwriting, pinched Xiao Shen Tang's left face, and slightly curled the corners of his lower lip.

"You have a lot of secrets, too."

The little girl Shen Tang suddenly lowered her little pink carved face and frowned.

Long.

The national teacher occupied the little girl's bed to rest, and the coolness wrapped around her body was very heavy.

The little girl sat on the stool, propped her chin slightly, and stared at the young man on the bed.

A pair of beautiful eyes that are like pearls that are not stained with dust gradually look at the black gas coming out of the national teacher's body.

Next moment.

The national teacher opened his eyes, and his scarlet and violent pupils stared at the sleepy little girl.

grabbed the little girl by the neck.

The little girl is ready to hurt the national teacher.

Suddenly.

The national teacher let go of the little girl, sat up, leaned over and hugged the little girl.

Shen Tang yawned slightly, and saw the national teacher hugging him.

The national teacher didn't say a word, hugged tightly and didn't let go.

Little Shen Tang was quite sleepy, lowered her head and gradually fell asleep.

The ghost was lying on the ground and sleeping, who knew what had just happened.

Half a day.

The sober eyes of the young man of the national teacher overlooked the movements of Xiao Shen Tang hanging his head while asleep.

"Every time I get sick, my body is like being possessed by a demon, I almost want to pinch you just now, you can be good, just sleep, you have no heart and lungs, and you don't know how to die."

Next moment.

The national teacher picked up Xiao Shen Tang, who frowned slightly, and put him on the bed.

Sit down on a stool and keep your eyes down.

Memories flashed through the images of the dream.

The national teacher slightly clenched the snow-white ball on the wrist bone with one hand.

It's just a dream, it can't be predicted, not to mention that even if it is really Xiao Shen Tang's future, he doesn't need to care.

Gradually.

The national teacher closed his eyes.

Repetitive dreams come to mind.

The young man in a red robe, his face was slightly red, and he looked like he was innocent and easy to deceive, and gave Shen Tang a hosta to Ji Lu.

Shen Tang's eyes were slightly bright, and his thin white hand caught the young man's hosta.

"Childe knows, you can't just send a woman hosta."

The young man bowed his head slightly, and his tone was a little shy: "I know, since the girl understands, is it okay for me to propose?" ”

The next moment.

The boy lifted his flushed face.

Shen Tang looked at the young man's eyes overflowing with joy.

His eyes were stunned, and his tone sank slightly.

"You, you don't really like me, aren't you betting with your friends like last time?"

The boy nodded.

"Yes, I really like Miss Tang."

Shen Tang stuffed back the hosta.

Take a step back.

Shen Tang's eyes were complicated.

"Childe, I can't marry you."

The young man didn't understand why Shen Tang suddenly changed his mind.

The national teacher looked at the young man in the red robe and Shen Tang.

An instant.

The screen turns.

The national teacher saw with his own eyes that Shen Tang and the young man had a close relationship, and the two even got married.

Shen Tang was wearing a wedding dress, and the young man was wearing a wedding dress.

Both parents were satisfied.

The national teacher stared closely at Shen Tang and the boy in his dream.

Next moment.

The national teacher woke up with his eyes open.

The dream that had only been repeated a few times reappeared in my mind.

"Actually, that son looks good, there's nothing wrong with her marrying him, if that's her future, it's good for her."

It's just that she clearly said that she wouldn't get married, but in her dream, she actually married the son when she was in time.

The child's appearance was a stranger he had never seen before.

The national teacher remembered that time when he made a mistake in prediction, he saw Shen Tang kissing him.

Hold out your long fingers to cover your eyes.

It's really crazy, Xiao Shen Tang didn't have a picture, but he suddenly appeared to predict Xiao Shen Tang and Lu, but the prediction is still wrong, there can be no such a scene.

The national teacher repeatedly recalled the picture in his dream.

Xiao Shen Tang's faint gaze stared at the national teacher who was talking to himself.

"What the hell is Master talking about, it woke me up."

The national teacher looked at Xiao Shen Tang.

Xiao Shen Tang opened his eyes and his eyelashes were long and curved.

The national teacher lowered his eyes slightly: "Say, I dreamed that you had a future husband who looked simple and easy to deceive, and his appearance was also a little boy who was white and red, and I dreamed that you voluntarily married him." ”

Xiao Shen Tang was not interested in this kind of dream, and turned over and didn't look at the national teacher.

"Just this kind of dream, can you talk to yourself for a long time, and it's not you who are married, why talk to yourself."

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Next.

The prime minister gave porridge and appeared in a crowded position in Linlang City.

Shen Tang looked at the figure of the prime minister and caught a glimpse of the ordinary people waiting in line for porridge.

Next moment.

The assassins, disguised as ordinary people, raised their hidden small weapons and stabbed at the prime minister who was personally giving porridge.

The guards beside the Prime Minister moved against the Assassins.

Shen Tang hid in the shadows, observing the figure of the prime minister running in a hurry.

Deliberately came to the prime minister's place to pass by many people.

The Assassins suddenly appeared, and the Prime Minister was caught off guard.

Shen Tang was carrying a box of pastries and saw the prime minister running in front of her.

The dark eyes were stunned.

"You're Daddy?"

The prime minister covered one of his injured arms, caught a glimpse of the little girl beside him, her face was very similar to Chang Tang, and he immediately knew that this was the third daughter who had been newly recognized.

Just wanted to speak up.

Suddenly.

The little girl threw herself on the prime minister's back and blocked a sword.

The prime minister was slightly stunned and held the little girl with blood stains on her body.

The little girl's dark eyes saw the assassins, and she pretended to faint.

Long.

The prime minister determined that the injury on the little girl's body was injured by a hidden weapon that smeared with poison, and he could find a way to cure the poison and breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why did Tang'er appear there, and she knew that I was her father, and she hadn't seen me at all."

The prime minister frowned, staring at his subordinates.

The subordinate knelt on the ground and moved his lips: "Prime Minister, the slave has found out, it was the third lady who heard the people say that the prime minister went to give porridge, so she brought the pastry and wanted to come to see the prime minister, the third lady has seen the portrait of the prime minister."

As for those assassins, according to the prime minister's plan, they pretended to be injured and poisoned, and they had already let outsiders know, and they would think that the prime minister had been poisoned, and those assassins had already taken poison and died in advance. ”

The prime minister glanced at the girl on the bed, his eyes heavy.

"If the rumor is more serious, it will be said that the prime minister has been poisoned and must be raised for a period of time, and he can't handle official business, as for Tang'er, give her the real antidote, and can't let others know that she has been poisoned."

This assassination was deliberately injured by the poison of the hidden weapon in his calculations, and he showed it to everyone, not wanting to participate in the affairs between the princes.

These princes can't wait to win over the ministers, especially the third prince, they still want to win him over, and the emperor doesn't like him now, he used to have the special rights that the emperor gave him privately, but now because of this right, it is easy to be targeted.

Think about these.

The prime minister looked at the little girl's pale face.

"This stupid boy, where do I need you to save me, it's just a trick."

Late at night.

The little girl Shen Tang opened her clear eyes, sat up, looked at Chang Cheng opposite.

"Daddy, are you alright?"

The prime minister's eyes were charitable and kind, and he looked at Shen Tang.

He picked up the bitter decoction and put it in Xiao Shen Tang's hand.

"Tang'er, Dad is fine, he didn't suffer too much, but others say that Dad is injured, and you have to feel that Dad is injured.

Today's assassination of your father and save your father, I can't tell others, and I won't let your mother tell about it, it's a secret, when you are healed, we will go back to the capital, this matter, even your sister and brother can't say it. ”

Xiao Shen Tang's beautiful eyes flashed slightly dark.

The corners of the lips are lightly hooked, and the under-eyes are smart.

"Okay, my daughter listens to Daddy, and Daddy won't harm her daughter."

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The hour passed.

In the Mengxia season, Linlang City.

Yan Chaoji sent someone to check whether Chang Ming secretly learned the art of bewitchment, and arranged for his subordinates to secretly follow Chang Ming.

Chang Ming recently found a way to find Shen Tang's magic weapon.

Shen Tang is almost recovering from his injuries now, and his back was not seriously injured at that time.

The little girl Tang noticed that Chang Ming was being followed, so she had already deliberately put on a face that did not match her appearance, and continued to quietly follow Chang Ming.

[Correct, I remember that Chang Ming kept the book, which wrote about my original life, and it was not written at all that I had obtained a magic weapon in the summer, why did she go to find a magic weapon now]

[Probably because Chang Ming's system can know in advance where the magic weapon of Tangtang's host is, and look for it in advance]

Hear the words.

Little Shen Tang continued to follow Chang Ming.

Chang Ming bought an ordinary small jade pendant, and his eyes burst into ecstasy.

Moment.

When I came out of the shop and walked in a place where no one was around.

The little girl suddenly appeared in front of Chang Ming, knocked Chang Ming unconscious with a punch, and took away the little jade pendant.

Chang Ming lay on his side on the ground, unconscious.

"Oh my God, this jade pendant is actually dyed with the breath of evil spirits."

Speaking of which, the yin ghost exploded.

[Host, I just discovered this jade pendant magic weapon, due to the change of the space-time world, it has long been polluted, and the deprivation system has absorbed some of the energy inside

Even, if you leave a jade pendant, it will affect the host itself, this jade pendant magic weapon was originally to save people's lives, but now, it can only pollute people's souls]

Hear the words.

The little girl slammed the jade pendant hard.

The black pupil overlooks the picture of the jade pendant shattered into slag.

[Are you sure that you will destroy it like this, the magic weapon is so easy to destroy?] 】

【Yes Host】

Following.

Even though Chang Ming recently found magic weapons that were destroyed one after another, he still didn't want to give up.

The deprivation system has been offline for a short time recently, and Chang Ming can't ask about the deprivation system.

The little girl heard Minglu say that Chang Ming was going to cook a meal for the third prince today, and quietly talked about it with the side concubine.

Ink evening, pouring rain.

The side concubine lowered her gaze, looked at the bloodstained hand, and smiled under her eyes.

Long.

The side concubine took the food and came to the room of the third prince.

Catch a glimpse of the figures of the Three Princes and Chang Ming.

Yan Chaoji noticed that someone seemed to be looking at him, and looked out the window at the side concubine holding an oil-paper umbrella.

The injured hand of the side concubine held the food box tightly.

"Why doesn't Your Highness continue to eat, is it because Ming'er doesn't make it delicious?"

Yan Chaoji looked at Chang Ming.

Pull your lips slightly.

"No, this prince saw that the window was not closed."

Hear the words.

Chang Ming stood up and wanted to close the window.

Yan Chaoji rushed to the window and closed the window.

Sideways eyes look at Chang Ming, who is smiling.

"How can this kind of thing call you here, this prince can come in person."

Not for long.

Yan Chaoji found a reason to leave the room, and wanted to come to the room where the concubine was temporarily staying in the temple.

On the road.

Meet the concubine sitting in the temple pavilion.

The food box was placed in the pavilion to shelter from the rain, and the side concubine bandaged her blood-stained hands and held the corners of her clothes tightly.

"Changmi, why don't you go back and sit, it's raining, it's going to be cold."

Yan Chaoji approached Concubine Fang and found one of Concubine Fang's injured hands.

The side concubine looked back, and her eyes full of tears and grievances stared at Yan Chaoji's face.

"Your Highness, why do I want to like you, if I had known that Your Highness would change her mind and like her, I don't have to be too involved with Your Highness."

Yan Chaoji gently hugged the side concubine and wiped the side concubine's tears.

Eyes are gentle.

"Don't cry, don't do this for me in the future, my hands are hurting."

After speaking.

Yan Chaoji gently unwrapped the cloth on the side concubine's hand and looked down on the scarred hand.

Concubine Fang looked at Yan Chaoji coldly.

Yan Chaoji lowered his head and stared intently at the scars.

"Let's go back and eat the meal you made, Chang Mi, I won't let you play with me for nothing, I can't promise to like you much, but I won't want you again.

You don't have to cook much for me, I don't lack anything, and I don't like the food Chang Ming makes, she makes it hard to eat. ”