Chapter 10 The Picturesque Boy

Thinking of this, Song An couldn't help but gasp again!
"Huan'er, you haven't said how you are!"

What Liu is most concerned about is how her daughter is in her dream, whether she is as miserable as them.

Song Yihuan shook her head, and said: "The dream came to an abrupt end here, but judging from the scenes in those dreams, I'm not doing well."

"Oh!"

Song An stood up and clapped his hands directly on the table.

"Go! Let's go home! Go back now!"

This action couldn't help but startled Song Yihuan and Liu Shi.

Song An had to pay attention to her daughter's words. According to her, that is the second son, Song Nuoyan, who was framed and insulted by others at home and was imprisoned afterward.

He looked at Song Yihuan and frowned: "Huan'er, did you want to go home because of your second brother?"

In fact, Song Yihuan just wanted to leave first, away from the lotus village, the right and wrong place that caused the tragedy of the family.

As for Song Nuoyan, she really didn't think much about it.

But facing Song An's question, Song Yihuan nodded without guilt, "Yes."

As long as he leaves the lotus village, he will certainly be able to prevent Song Nuoyan's fate when he goes back.

Then she will have the confidence to counterattack the fate of her tragic death on the street.

Song An received her daughter's response, and said to Liu Shi: "Shuqin, go and pack your things, we'll leave right away, and I'll go to harness the carriage now."

Mrs. Liu, Liu Shuqin's mind was a little empty. After Song An spoke, she immediately stood up and walked towards the inner room to pack her things.

Now she couldn't tell whether what her daughter said was a dream or what would really happen next.

Mrs. Liu went into the house to pack her things, and Song An also went to the yard to set up a carriage.

Song Yihuan sat at the table and let out an inaudible sigh of relief.

She has done everything she can do now, and it depends on whether the fate will favor her in the future.

Liu Shuqin packed her things in a daze, and Song An also fastened the carriage.

Looking at his wife and daughter standing at the door, Song An Ruya's face was full of solemnity, "Let's go!"

……

Youzhou City.

Li House.

"Cough cough..."

In the main dormitory in the backyard of the huge Li Mansion, a haggard and pale boy was lying on the bed.

Even if the young man's face is sickly, it can't hide the picturesque and handsome face of the other party.

Only the peach blossom eyes of the other party are attractive enough, and the beautiful lying silkworm is slightly swollen due to illness, making the man look very lazy.

The sick look on his face made the young man even more distressing.

There was more than one person in the dormitory, besides the distressed young man lying on the bed, there was also a man in white clothes who looked like an exile in front of the table not far away.

Hearing the coughing of the young man on the bed, the other party couldn't help raising his eyes, and met a pair of dark, motionless eyes.

"Master Chu, you are awake!"

The man in white was surprised, dropped the medicine pot in his hand and ran towards the bed.

His expression and excited words ruined his aura of exile, and he fell directly into the world.

Chu Shuolan was lying on the bed, feeling weak all over. He watched the man in white approaching, and responded softly to him: "En."

The man in white is named Qi Su, and he is a genius doctor in the Valley of Immortal Doctors.

He walked to the bed and reached out to feel Chu Shuolan's pulse.

Then the surprise on his face disappeared, and slowly turned serious.

Chu Shuolan had a panoramic view of this, and there was no emotion on his face or in his eyes, as if everything was unimportant.

(End of this chapter)

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