With supernatural powers, he traveled through the book and became a little guard, and his inner voic

In Baohe Hall, Jiang Shuning recovered under the doctor's treatment.

But now, she was in a trance. When she was in Jufeng Building, she could confirm that the voice she heard was not said by the people around her, but who said it?

What kind of heroine is this daughter whom she has loved so much since she was a child? Moreover, she is not her biological daughter, and she would massacre the Jiang and Shu families?

Looking back at the time when my little daughter was born, the entire pregnancy was smooth, but at the last moment, not only did the birth become difficult, but it also triggered a heart attack.

She only had time to take a quick look at her daughter before she passed out.

She was in a coma for more than ten days. Everyone in the yard was busy taking care of her and had no time to take care of the newborn. So the daughter was raised in the old lady's yard.

She couldn't even get out of bed during the entire confinement period. She took care of herself for several days. She was able to barely attend her daughter's 100-day banquet. It was then that she saw her daughter for the second time.

This was a girl she had almost sacrificed her life for, so she naturally felt pain in her heart.

From the beginning to the end, I never thought about this issue.

Besides, her mother-in-law treated her like her own daughter. She had never made things difficult for her in all the years since she married into the mansion. She loved her four children, especially Yue'er, from the bottom of her heart.

The child cannot be replaced if he returns to his own courtyard. He cannot be replaced if he stays with his mother-in-law either.

What was that inexplicable sound?

Shu Ziyue's eyes were red, and she said in a choked voice, "Mom, you scared me to death, promise me, don't scare me like this again in the future, okay?

Mother, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere else?"

Jiang Shuning looked at her daughter, who was full of worry, and she felt like she was going crazy.

I was actually influenced by a voice that appeared out of nowhere and doubted the child I raised.

It also triggered my old illness, causing my husband and children to worry so much.

Jiang Shuning's face turned pale, "Silly child, your eyes are almost swollen like peaches.

Don't worry, this is an old problem.

My mother's poor health has caused my precious daughter to not be able to eat the delicious food she longed for."

Shu Ziyue's tears fell, her voice was choked with sobs and she shook her head.

"Mom, nothing is more important than your health.

If there is a way to exchange one's life for another, I would rather exchange my own life for your mother's longevity and health."

"Silly child, don't say silly things. Mother hopes that you will live a safe, happy and healthy life more than I do."

Jiang Zihao has been observing his little cousin. Her concern for her aunt is genuine, and her childish nature is genuine. How come she can't connect with Zhu Jiu's thoughts?

Which one is true? Who should he believe?

Shu Shiyi came in with a bowl of medicine, sat down beside the bed, and naturally reached out to test the temperature of Jiang Shuning's forehead.

"It's a blessing in disguise that I didn't get as hot as I did in the past.

The doctor said that if you don't feel any discomfort after taking this medicine, we can go home.

You can have a good rest when you get home, and don't think about anything else. Your only task now is to get better quickly.

The kids and I need you."

Jiang Shuning smiled with her pale face as she tried to wipe the dust off her husband's face.

But she had no strength at all and tried several times without success.

"Isn't there a medicine boy in the clinic? Why did you do it yourself? Lord Huai En is almost turning into a cat."

Shu Shiyi blew the medicine in the bowl, wiped it casually with his sleeve, and said gently, "Compared to the suffering you have endured, what is a little dust?

The medicine is almost cold, I'll feed you."

The two people were so affectionate that they didn't notice their precious daughter in their hands. Looking at their loving side, disdain flashed in their eyes.

But she was caught by Jiang Zihao who had been observing her.

Seeing that disdain, Jiang Zihao's heart skipped a beat

Could it really be what Zhu Jiu thought?

Prince Han's Mansion, Prince Han just returned to the mansion, and Yingluo beside the princess has been waiting for a long time

Seeing the protagonist coming, he knelt on the ground with a plop and kowtowed several times.

"I have offended your Majesty, please forgive me.

But even if the prince kills me today, I will still say

My Lord, the princess burst into tears as soon as she returned to Qixia Courtyard, and she almost fainted from crying. No matter how the servants tried to persuade her, it was useless.

My Lord, please have mercy on the princess, for she entered the palace alone on her wedding day despite the jokes of the whole city. Please go and see her."

Yingluo finished her words with tears in her eyes and started to kowtow again.

[With such a hard head, it would be a shame if you don’t practice Iron Head Kung Fu]

[Calculating the time, the princess's belly may be about to be unable to be contained]

[This is a rush to the wall]

[How could there be such a big deviation? According to the timeline, the King of Han has already consummated his marriage with a substitute! Is he going to be a father? ]

[But what went wrong now? ]

King Han thought that if he couldn't hear Zhu Jiu's voice, then Ji Xue Ning's plan might succeed.

Prince Han said expressionlessly, "My father decided the marriage between me and the princess, and the wedding date was ordered by my father. The thunder and rain are all grace from the emperor, so how can it be a joke or a grievance?

Go back and tell your master that as a subject and a son, I have the responsibility to share the burdens of my father and my master.

This prince has no interest in the affairs of the harem, he only wants to do his best to relieve his father and the king's worries.

If she is not satisfied with this marriage, or with the Han Palace, or even with me, for the sake of our marriage, I will fulfill her wish and set her free, even if it angers my father.

After all, I don’t have the habit of forcing women.”

Yingluo's face turned pale with fear. If she messed up the princess's business, even if she had nine lives, it would not be enough for the princess to vent her anger.

"My Lord, the princess didn't..."

"Go down and tell the princess what I said."

Yingluo stole a glance at King Han's expression, and dared not dawdle any longer, so she bowed and left in panic.

Zhu Jiu glanced at King Han's back in confusion. Something seemed to be wrong with the plot?

[According to the prince's personality, even if Concubine Chen farts, the prince thinks it smells good]

[The princess that Concubine Chen arranged for him to marry, even though he had Bai Yueguang in his heart and loved her so deeply, he gave her everything except his feelings.]

[But now, the deviation is a bit big! ]

The cold prince clenched his hands in his sleeves again and again. He understood his mother's difficulties and naturally respected and loved her.

But he is not brainless, nor does he not know right from wrong, so how could he...

Now he wants to slap this little thing away

He is not good at anything, but he is the best at eating, and he is also good at poking his heart.

King Han kept comforting himself that Zhu Jiu was a rare talent and that if he was beaten to death, he would be gone.

We must cherish talents, cherish talents...