Let me explain, the reason why I mentioned one of the male protagonists at the beginning of the previous chapter is because I haven’t decided which handsome guy will be the male protagonist yet. It is definitely not an n\p story, so you can rest assured that I will be disappointed (*^__^*)

whee……

After reading the book review section, I also felt that there was something wrong with that sentence, so I would like to slightly change it.

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Tukang, reed mats, wooden beams, straw roof, and lattice windows covered with window paper.

The boy opened his eyes drowsily.

here it is……

He remembered that his family was celebrating his birthday. Many civil and military people came from the court, and the emperor even asked the prince to congratulate him in person... He had fainted at home before, but when he opened his eyes, he saw his wife.

But the lady...hasn't she passed away?

The boy was a little confused and had a headache. He touched it subconsciously and found that it was broken.

Wait, these hands?

The boy looked at the pair of white palms in front of him in horror, with slender fingers, well-joined palms, and very familiar hands... But who can tell him, now that he is in his seventies, how can he have such a pair of young people?

hand?

Also before, the lady seemed to have become much smaller all of a sudden.

Lying quietly on the kang, the boy felt that everything was so strange.

His name is Ling Xu. His father is a scholar in Lingjia Village. He has read poetry and books since he was a child. At the age of fourteen, he became the youngest scholar in Liaodong Prefecture.

When he was sixteen years old, he originally went to Fucheng to prepare for the exam. However, he encountered Turkic soldiers and looted him. He accidentally saved a commander who was leading the army at the time, and then made suggestions and stayed in the army. With his smart mind and extensive knowledge of military art, he was able to survive in his previous life.

He rose through the ranks step by step, and when he was forty years old, he saved a man's life, and was eventually named the Duke of the Qian Dynasty.

Ling Xu recalled his life. He walked out of a small mountain village, fought all the way, and finally reached the position of Duke of the country and an important minister of the country. Now he has descendants around his knees and countless servants. It can be said that he has unlimited glory. Unfortunately, he married his wife and left too early.

He has killed countless people in his life, but he has never killed a good person. He has also killed countless people, but he can't save his wife no matter what.

It was when he was forty years old that he and his wife led people to rescue him. In the end, his wife blocked an arrow from a Turkic soldier for him in order to save him.

He survived, but his petite wife stayed under that green mountain forever.

At the age of seventy-three, he lamented his life. Now that he is a Duke, all he wants is to see his beloved wife again. If time could go back, he would rather not be granted the title of Marquis or Prime Minister, but would rather keep her and never leave.

Lingjia Village.

All fame and wealth are in vain in the end.

She regretted teaching her husband to seek the title of Marquis. Perhaps, she also felt that way.

Ling Xu's thoughts were brought back to reality, and he stared at his own white and tender palms with surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.

He has experienced too much in his life, and he is far more calm and calm than ordinary people.

Something incredible seemed to have happened to him.

"Brother, are you awake?" A milky voice interrupted Ling Xu's thoughts.

Ling Xu turned around and saw a little boy with big eyes crawling towards him. The boy was sleepy and seemed to have just woken up.

Ling Xu's eyes fell on the boy's eyes. His eyes were as big and dark as his little wife's. They looked so alike.

"Who are you?" As soon as Ling Xu opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was extremely hoarse.

"I am Qiuqiu, big brother, who are you?" Qiuqiu said in a milky voice, not recognizing the stranger.

Ball ball?

Isn't that the nickname of my brother-in-law?

Ling Xu looked at the child in front of him in surprise. He was only three years old.

God, what happened to me?

Is it a dream?

Subconsciously, I pinched my thigh. Hiss, it really hurt.

"Qiuqiu, who are you talking to?" Liang Tiantian came in from the outer room and saw Ling Xu's open eyes at a glance. He said in surprise: "You're awake. It's great. You lost a lot of blood before, but you were scared.

We are."

The girl patted her chest gently, but her face was full of smiles.

It's her, it's her.

At this moment, Ling Xu's eyes were filled with tears, he finally saw her again.

Liang Tiantian, his sweet wife in his previous life, his fingertips to marry, his married wife, his savior...

"Tiantian?" Ling Xu's voice was hoarse, and tears fell involuntarily as soon as he opened his mouth. He wanted to see her clearly, but the tears became more and more fierce, and he couldn't wipe them away no matter how hard he tried.

Thirty years later, he finally saw her again, but under such circumstances.

"Do you know me?" Liang Tiantian was shocked and said awkwardly: "Well, who are you?" He was afraid that the other party would be suspicious, and pointed to his head and said: "I broke my head a few days ago. Many things happened.

I don’t even remember it.”

Ling Xu was stunned and sat up suddenly.

"It doesn't matter. Have you gone to see a doctor?" Suddenly, his mind became dizzy and he fell back subconsciously.

Liang Tiantian was startled and said hurriedly: "Oh, don't move around, your head is still injured."

Ling Xu lay on the bed again, and suddenly felt a pain in his head. A large amount of information came in, and Ling Xu fell asleep again. He just took a deep look at Liang Tiantian before falling asleep. That look made Liang Tiantian shudder subconsciously.

, this man's eyes...why are they so kind? They seem to be full of affection.

Liang Tiantian shook his head to get rid of those unrealistic thoughts in his mind.

How old is he? He is only eleven or twelve years old. No matter how precocious a man was in ancient times, he would not have matured like this.

The man fainted again, and Liang Tiantian clearly heard the growling sound of the other man's stomach. Thinking of the recent plunder by the Turkic soldiers, he sighed softly.

It's all because of food.

Now that you know the cause of the disease, it becomes easier to treat it.

"Be good, Qiuqiu, don't make any noise." Liang Tiantian whispered, and then went to the outhouse to continue lighting the fire. The sorghum rice porridge was cooked in the pot. It was almost ready, but Liang Tiantian thought that this person might not have eaten in a few days.

, just cooked it for a while longer.

Soon the aroma of rice porridge came out of the pot.

Liang Mancang and Liang Mantun came back from outside, each carrying a bundle of firewood.

"Little sister, are you awake yet?" Liang Mancang asked as soon as he entered the door.

"Yeah." Liang Tiantian nodded and said softly: "I'm afraid it's just for the hungry. The meal will be ready in a while. I'm going to stew some more cabbage. Brother, please wait a while." The cabbage was brought by Xiaohua, from their backyard.

They planted a lot of vegetables. Perhaps because their family was too poor and no Turkic soldiers came in, it saved their family a lot of things.

"Didn't Xiaohua also give me the radishes made by Aunt Juhua? Let's save the cabbage for tomorrow." Liang Mancang looked at the five cabbages in the corner and said. They didn't have much at home, so they didn't dare to mess around.

Liang Tiantian thought it made sense, but after thinking about it he still shook his head.

"There are guests at home, and I will stew half a porridge today." It is better not to be too harsh on guests who come to the door. Besides, the children are also growing up, and they will just have gruel at night, so they should not be too detrimental to their health.

Liang Mancang didn't insist anymore and went into the room to see that the man was already awake.

"You're awake." Liang Mancang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that this person might be up to something. "My little sister has already cooked. It will be ready later. You have to rest first."

Ling Xu digested the memories in his mind, and what he never expected was that he would be reborn.

Not only was he reborn, he was suddenly eleven years old again.
Chapter completed!