In a daze, Fu Rong heard an anxious cry.

What are they shouting?

The emperor came to the Peony Garden, how could anyone dare to make a loud noise?

The three words "Peony Garden" flooded into my mind, as if the dazzling light suddenly cut through the darkness, and scenes of various scenes surged in one after another.

King Su Xu Jin died in battle, the prince killed his brother and rebelled, the seventh emperor, King An, was in danger, and the first emperor abdicated in the throne, and King An ascended the throne.

King An ascended the throne.

Yes, the Seven Emperors, who had never married, became the new king, and her father and brother were promoted one after another, and the Fu family was favored by the saints, so she was able to restore her freedom from the abandoned Prince Su Mansion and return to her parents' home. She was only twenty-one and had an unparalleled nationality. When she heard that the emperor was going to go to the Peony Garden, she relied on her brother's identity as the commander of the imperial guards, and wanted to have a chance, but just as she was about to meet the saint, she was pushed into the lake by her hands...

The cold water poured into my throat, feeling uncomfortable and unable to breathe.

She is still young, she doesn't want to die...

With a "wow", the girl in a water-red embroidered long skirt suddenly spit out a sip of water, and then she kept choking.

"Okay, OK, the third girl is fine!" The wet woman was overjoyed and looked up and shouted. The three girls in the mansion were gentle and dignified, and the sixth girl was well-educated. Only these three girls have been spoiled by the master's wife since childhood. Today, she sneaked to the lake to row and play while the maids were napping. Fortunately, she saw them and rescued them in time.

"Thick!"

The voice calling her nickname was soft and hard, familiar, and seemed extremely far away. Fu Rong raised her head in disbelief and saw a cardamom girl in a green skirt running towards her in a panic look, followed by a group of maids.

Fu Rong's tears fell.

Is she still dead? She actually met her sister?

Since I can reunite with my sister, it’s okay if I die...

Looking at her sister getting closer and closer, Fu Rong's body softened and fell down.

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"Father, you will go to the yamen tomorrow. Mother, my brother can't live without you at night. There is also Xuanxuan. You are young, so you can go back first. It's enough for my brother and I to stay here. If there is anything, I will send someone to call you." Fu Wan advised again in the neat and solemn buzzing of scriptures.

"I won't leave." The nine-year-old Fu Xuan sat by the bed, his little face tense and his two brows were furrowed, making a serious case.

Fu Pinyan looked at his little daughter, then looked at his wife who was staring at the last time on the bed with a sad face, and sighed: "Sister Wan is right, Su Niang, take Sister Xuan back first. You are weak, don't heal yet. You two are sick again. There is nothing wrong with the yamen recently, so I will stay here to accompany Dandan, so you don't have to worry."

Although Qiao was worried about her daughter, she still had a child under the age of one year in the main house who needed to be taken care of, so she nodded and reached out to take over Fu Xuan: "Xuanxuan is obedient and come to see your third sister tomorrow morning."

"I won't leave." Fu Xuan, who had never cried, lowered his head and cried, lay on the bed and refused to leave. She wanted to guard the third sister.

"Zhengtang, go and see your mother and sister off." Fu Pinyan frowned.

When his father spoke, Fu Chen stepped forward and picked up his little sister, walked out and comforted her softly: "Xuanxuan is obedient, your third sister is fine, you cry again, be careful that she will laugh at you tomorrow morning. Don't you hate her bullying you the most?"

The young man's clear and gentle voice gradually disappeared into the monk's chanting.

Fu Rong, who was lying on the side of the inside, quietly wiped his tears with the corner of the quilt.

Is she dreaming? How could the dream be so real?

Isn't it a dream? I pinched myself intermittently for several times, and it hurts so much.

But if it weren't for a dream, why did she return to the age of thirteen?

Rebirth after death?

She wanted to tell her father and mother about those big things, but her father stopped talking and told her not to talk nonsense. She shook her head and explained to them that her mother hugged her and coaxed her, saying that she had a coma, and that those were not real. Fu Rong didn't believe that those were not nightmares, nor were they beautiful dreams at the moment, but they were all real. So her father, who was spoiled as treasure, simply blocked her mouth with a veil, suspected that she had dirt after falling into the water, and asked the doctor to open Ningshen Pills, and asked the monks of Zhulin Temple to do rituals in the courtyard.

The night was long and there was no sleepiness. Listening to the whispers of father, brother and sister behind him, feeling the worries in their tone, and recalling the horror in their eyes when she said those words, Fu Rong closed his eyes.

She was reborn after her death, and even she felt it was absurd. No wonder her relatives refused to believe it.

Forget it, is it that the thirteen-year-old who had a long nightmare that seemed like a real world during her coma, or is it that she was killed and reborn when she was twenty-one? You will know if everything that happened in the future coincides with memory, it means...

Wait, if it's not a nightmare, next...

After seven or eight days, she would get acne, and the doctor advised her to go to the village to recuperate so as not to infect her family. Fu Rong was accompanied by the wet nurse, Madam Sun, and she stayed for nearly a month before she was completely recovered. After returning home, she was shocked to learn that the night she arrived in the village, her younger brother went to get sick. Her parents were worried that she would think a lot and kept it from her.

Her younger brother who likes to grab her fingers!

Fu Rong sat up sweating profusely.

"What's wrong with Dandan?" Fu Pinyan rushed over several times, holding his daughter's shoulder to look at her.

"Dad!"

Fu Rong threw herself into his father's arms and cried in great sorrow, "I... had a nightmare. In the water, no one saved me."

Worried that his father would jail her again, Fu Rong changed his words temporarily and did not talk about his brother.

Fu Pinyan felt so distressed. Among the three girls and two sons, this one has always been attached to him since childhood. He is also cute and cute. Even if he doesn't want to be partial, he is mostly biased. His daughter's requests have taken turns to use them in turn. He almost doesn't respond to such a disaster today.

"Don't be afraid or not. Dad is here, and your brothers and sisters are here, so don't be afraid of being strong." He patted his daughter's shoulder gently, and Fu Pinyan's chin pressed against her head and coaxed her.

Fu Rong kept crying, crying out all the sadness and grievances in the dream-like memory. When he stopped, the sound of the third round of drums came from outside.

"Dad, don't scold me, I will never be naughty again." After crying enough, Fu Rong buried her father's chest and said in a cowardly manner.

The little girl's voice was hoarse, but she begged for mercy with familiar pleasing. Fu Pinyan raised her eyebrows and straightened her daughter's shoulders. Seeing that her daughter's eyes dodged, she refused to look at him. It was exactly the same as when she was in trouble before, she snorted coldly: "How many times have you said this?"

"I have to say it a hundred or eighty times every year." The boy next to me said with added qi and jealousy.

Fu Rong glared at his brother Fu Chen, and pulled the jade pendant around Fu Pinyan's waist in a coquettish way: "Dad, I'm like this, are you willing to punish me? If you want to punish me, you have to wait until I get ready before punishing me?"

The daughter returned to normal and stopped saying anything ruthless. Fu Pinyan breathed a sigh of relief. He was too late to be happy, so how could he bear to punish her? He only asked her daughter to lie flat on her face. He covered her quilt, but was afraid that she would not remember the lesson because of her pampering, so he deliberately asked her about her physical condition with a cold face.

"Dad don't worry, it's all right." Fu Rong reached out and held the sister's hand at the bedside and said to her father and brother: "It's so late, Dad and Brother, go back, just be here to accompany me." She was frightened and wanted to drive all her relatives away, and they would not agree.

But Fu Rong was not very worried about his sister either.

The doctor said that chickenpox is more common in children under the age of ten. It is easy to be transmitted two days before acne. It is not a serious illness if you get it. Only the children have not yet grown up, which is a little dangerous and need to be taken care of carefully. In the dream, let’s just regard it as a dream. Perhaps it’s still a while before she has acne. After falling into the water, my sister slept with her for three consecutive nights and it was fine, but my younger brother was not sure when she got it. Fu Rong had never touched someone who had acne. Before the first acne came out, she didn’t know that she was sick and had to hug her younger brother almost every day...

Secretly grasping the quilt, Fu Rong forced himself not to think about it anymore. Regret is useless, the important thing is that the present is the future.

Her face was a little pale and her spirit was pretty good. Fu Pinyan was relieved, and she stood up and led her eldest son away after giving a few soft words. Before leaving, Fu Chen made a writing position to Fu Rong, smiling very brightly, revealing a few white teeth.

That was telling her that her father would definitely punish her to copy books this time, so that she would not be proud of her first.

If it were before, Fu Rong would have been so angry that he threw the pillow over, but that was her brother, who was firmly protecting her brother. Seeing her brother who was still young and naughty, Fu Rong only found it fun and interesting. It was hard to imagine that his brother would really become the cold and iron-like guard commander.

"Brother is teasing you, don't pay attention to him." Fearing that his sister was angry, Fu Wan deliberately sat out and blocked Fu Chen's figure.

Fu Rong withdrew his gaze and looked at his sister who was as beautiful as April Peony in front of him. He said nothing and hugged her like a coquettish person.

If she had acne, then everything was true. It would be okay for her parents not to believe her. She would do her best to protect her sister and brother, not let her brother die prematurely, not let her sister marry that bastard Qi Ce, and she would make her sincere mistake and die in a great year.

Fu Wan was just afraid of her sister and smiled and said, "It's okay, have a good sleep and forget all the nightmares. Dad can't bear to punish you."

"Well, sister, come up and let's sleep together." Fu Rong said as she wiped her eyes, pulling her sister's hand.

"Wait, I'll ask water to wipe your face. I cried for a long time, my eyes will definitely be swollen tomorrow morning like walnuts." Fu Wan joked with her.

Fu Rong couldn't bear to leave her sister and said nodded outside, "Is it okay to let Mei Xianglanxiang go?" They are all her maids.

Fu Wan looked at her and said calmly: "They didn't serve you well, and they received ten boards by themselves. Sister, you really do good for them, so learn to be more good in the future." After being frightened, it was a coax to coax, and scolding and warnings should not be missed.

Fu Rong bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

Why did she forget that her father loved her mother and they were clearly rewarded and punished others.

Seeing that she understood, Fu Wan got up and ordered her maid Bai Zhi, who was guarding the outside, to bring hot water.

Is Baizhi?

Fu Rong lowered his eyes and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Don’t be afraid, take your time and don’t let go of any of the things that should be cleaned up.

After brushing his face, the two sisters turned off the lights and fell asleep together.

The next morning, Fu Pinyan and his wife rushed over to see their daughter when they got up. The monks in the yard were still chanting scriptures.

Fu Rong woke up long ago and coughed constantly. When he saw his father and mother, Fu Rong complained in tears: "I have a headache, Daddy, hurry up and drive those people away. I can't sleep well all night. Now, cough... I feel so uncomfortable."

He caught a cold in the water and was prone to illness. Since his daughter was already clear of her mind, she naturally no longer needed to exorcise evil spirits. Fu Pinyan immediately ordered the housekeeper to send the monks back with kind words, and invited the doctor Li who was used to it.

Fu Rong was pretending to be sick, but Doctor Li didn't see anything. Seeing the little girl blinking at him quietly, Doctor Li immediately decided and prescribed a prescription for expelling cold and treating cough. Fu Pinyan was a Jinshi and was indulged in the officialdom for many years and was promoted to the position of prefect of Jizhou. He did not dare to prescribe fake prescriptions to fool him. Anyway, the little girl knew that she was not sick and would definitely not really take medicine.

After Li's doctor left, Fu Rong repeatedly reminded his relatives around him: "Brother Guan is still young. Before I get sick, please don't carry him to see me. And you, after you go back from me, you must wash up and change your clothes before going to see Brother Guan, so as not to bring the sickness. Anyway, I am vilified and said that I like Brother Guan the most. If someone doesn't listen to me and makes him sick, I will ignore him for a month!" Before she thought of a way to move to the village in advance, she could only protect her younger brother like this.

"It's only one month?" Fu Chen was not very satisfied with this deadline.

Fu Rong bulged his cheeks and glared at him viciously: "Do you listen? Mom, don't let him hug your brother if you don't change your clothes!"

Qiao smiled and pointed her daughter's red face, "Okay, okay, I know you love your brother, don't worry, we all listen to you, don't worry, don't worry, brother Guan, you should recover from the illness as soon as possible."

"Mom, don't fool me, you must take good care of Brother Guan." Fu Rong hugged his mother and acted coquettishly, with his big misty eyes full of begging.

"If you don't fool me, when did you fool you?" Qiao was soft-hearted by her beloved daughter and repeatedly promised.
Chapter completed!