[Shuangjie
The soul of the originator of the Murong Sect traveled three hundred years into the future.
When I woke up, my fiancé and the foster daughter adopted by her parents were thundering from the sky and burning from the ground.
Murong Yaosheng had never seen anything like this in troubled times.
That night, she went to the palace gate crying in her wedding clothes and slapped her fiancé and adopted daughter in the face.
A scumbag prefers his parents, right? She doesn't want them all!
The husband who is paralyzed in bed but is extremely beautiful, and the adopted son who is well-behaved and smart, who is not better than them?
Therefore, Murong Yao concentrated on practicing medicine, poisoning, and then detoxifying, and accidentally became a world-famous miracle doctor again.
The scumbag and the eccentric father and mother cried for forgiveness, but she dismissed her and just thought about her husband, why no matter how many medicines he took, it didn't work?
It wasn't until she discovered that there were always some ambiguous marks on her body that she realized that her paralyzed husband had woken up long ago! It was always pretending!
When Ye Qingchen opened his eyes, he didn't expect that three hundred years later, he would become a useless person.
He was surprised as he was an emperor. What surprised him even more was that he actually had a wife.
He thought to himself that when he recovered, he would let her be free to find the person he longed for.
As a result, he turned a blind eye to her efforts and became indifferent and distant from her.
Until one day he discovered that her acupuncture techniques were exactly the same as those of his sweetheart.
He cried with joy, but heard her asking her adopted son. When he woke up, she left the Hou Mansion and asked his adopted son if he would follow her.
How could he dare to say that he was well when he was struck like a thunderbolt?
I can only pretend to be sick and try to figure it out.
