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Chapter 369 She is the Patriarch

The person in front of me is an old man in his fifties, not yet sixty years old. Although he is in good spirits, he has a head full of white hair.

The old man saw her with a kind smile on his face, "Ah Nuan, does your body still hurt?"

"I'm fine, thank you for saving me."

"It's okay. That girl Yin'er loves to gossip. Don't listen to her nonsense. Come on, eat some food first. You've been in a coma for several days and nights."

The old man picked up a bowl of hot medicated porridge, blew it gently, and fed it to Gu Chunuan himself.

The medicated porridge was very fragrant. Gu Chunuan could smell it just by smelling it. The medicated porridge was made by slowly boiling precious herbs and rare supplements for several hours.

"I know you are worried about Yi Chenfei. The elders are already doing their best to rescue him. Whether he can survive depends on tonight."

I don't know if it was because he thought of Yi Chenfei's injury, but there was unresolved pain in the old man's cloudy eyes.

After not taking medicine for a few days, Gu Chunuan's stomach was telling her that she was talking about an empty city. As she was taking it, she asked, "Are you mistaken for the wrong person?"

"Although Grandpa Baicao is old, his eyes are not blind. Don't doubt it. You are the leader of our Jade Clan and the A Nuan we have seen since childhood. You had an accident a while ago and injured your brain. Grandpa Baicao knows that you are

I can’t remember many things, that’s okay, just think about it slowly, it’s okay if you can’t think of it, as long as you live happily.”

Gu Chunuan frowned, "According to the memory in my mind, I grew up in the Prime Minister's Mansion from childhood to adulthood."

"Silly girl, the Prime Minister's Mansion is just a small place for you to live temporarily. You really regard it as your home."

"So, my true identity is the leader of the Jade Clan, and the unfavored third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion is just a vest of mine? If that's the case, then I have suffered so many grievances in the Prime Minister's Mansion, why don't you take me back?

Watching them kill me."

Elder Baicao's body suddenly stiffened, his eyes were full of pain, and his body exuded a faint aura of sadness.

After a long while, he sighed quietly and said, "Ah Nuan, there are many things that are difficult to explain in words. I will tell you slowly when your injury recovers."

"It's too difficult to explain in one sentence, so let's say it briefly and concisely. If you don't want to say it, take me to see Yi Chenfei right away. I can't wait for a moment."

"You kid, why are you still as stubborn and impatient as before?"

Elder Baicao wanted to say something more, but a clear voice suddenly sounded outside, "Elder Baicao, the great elder calls you to come over."

"Does the Great Elder have any orders?"

"I don't know exactly, but the Great Elder is in a hurry and wants you to come over immediately."

Elder Baicao was a little confused, "How about you take a rest first, and I'll go over and see what the elder has to do with me. I'll be back soon."

"Um."

Gu Chunuan responded softly and watched Elder Baicao leave the room.

She got up and pushed the door open, only to see that this place was a paradise, with mountains full of flowers blooming in the fields, green grass and trees, and houses scattered in a well-proportioned manner, one after another. The breeze blew by, not only bringing the breath of spring, but also

With a faint scent of flowers, the spirit feels relaxed and happy.

In the village, children are playing and playing, men are working in the fields, and women are either washing their yarn by the stream, or gathering in groups and talking something, smiling happily from time to time.

The scenery in the valley is so beautiful, everything seems so peaceful and warm.

But I don’t know why, but the people here generally look older. The men who are still young and strong are basically less than forty years old, and they are all gray-haired and tired.

The complexions of the women were also pale and ugly, as if they had been malnourished for a long time or suffered from illness.


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