Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

How could this thing appear in ancient times?

No, no, this thing must have existed in ancient times?

"Little miracle doctor...what is this?" Seeing Song Pan'er's ugly expression, Hua Furong felt nervous and couldn't help but ask quietly.

Song Pan'er gave her a look that said, "You're so lucky!" "This isn't a good thing. You'll get addicted once you get your hands on it."

"Not only will it make people lose everything, it will also turn them into zombies, manipulated by others, tortured, and eventually killed."

This thing is abhorrent in modern times, but she didn't expect to encounter it here. However, there is no plot about this thing in the book.

Could it be that she was wearing a fake book? Or was it some fan fiction written by some genius?

As soon as these words were spoken, it was Hua Furong's turn to change her expression.

She covered her chest with one hand and her mouth with the other to prevent herself from screaming in terror.

After a while, she trembled and said, "Little, little doctor, how about you take my pulse? See if there's anything wrong with my body? Money is not a problem!"

Song Paner: ...

"Don't be so scared. You didn't inhale this stuff directly, so you'll be fine."

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Beijing.

A carriage slowly drove out of the dark alley.

Song Xiaoshan was half leaning in the carriage, with a dark complexion under his eyes.

He opened the backstage of the live broadcast room again, took a look at the plot, and then closed it irritably.

The popularity of the live broadcast room is getting lower and lower, and the number of viewers is getting smaller and smaller. He hasn't broadcast for a while.

Since arriving in the capital, many things have deviated from the original plot, and he has also become addicted to the "Happy Powder" that many children from aristocratic families are secretly taking nowadays.

He was originally worried that something bad might happen if he took the drug, but in order to break into the circle of those children from wealthy families, he had to play with them.

Song Fubao is still young now, and it is impossible for him to make Jin Lingfeng dizzy as described in the plot introduction.

First of all, there is a big age gap between the two, and it is still early for Song Fubao to grow up.

If he wanted to end the live broadcast and go back as soon as possible, he had to find another way.

So he set his sights on those children of aristocratic families who looked down on him at first, used poetry and prose to become friends with them, and then slowly entered their circle.

Jin Lingfeng expressed his strong support and gave him a lot of financial assistance.

Song Xiaoshan knew Jin Lingfeng's intentions clearly.

The two of them are just using each other now, but he believes that he will be the one having the last laugh in the end.

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As soon as Song Xiaoshan returned to the Yong'an Palace, Song Fubao got the news and hurried to the courtyard where he lived with Chungua and Qiugua.

When Song Xiaoshan saw that she had no ladylike manners, his forehead twitched.

"Why are you so impatient? Have you learned the rules?"

How could Song Fubao care about the rules? She was almost dying of anxiety!

"Brother Jin wants to marry Liu Pianpian from the Zhenguo Mansion!" She stamped her feet anxiously and grabbed Song Xiaoshan's arm, "Brother! What should we do!"

"Hurry up and think of a solution! You said you wanted me to marry Brother Jin! Aren't you the one with the most ideas?"

Song Xiaoshan had a splitting headache. She kept making such a fuss, and he immediately became angry.

He pushed Song Fubao away and glanced at him with disgust. "What do you want me to do? Who made you so young? I'm already twenty! What's so good about you that makes me wait for five years?"

"Wake up! How can a man live without a woman?"

"Besides, if he wants to marry you, then just marry him. You can still be with him when you grow up."