When Xiao Yan saw Su Jinse in the cold palace three years later, the scene was: she was sitting on the bed in high spirits, muttering to Zai Zai: "Three little monkeys jumping on the bed, one fell off and bumped his head——" Xiao Yan stood at the door and was silent for a long time. "... What are you doing?" Su Jinse looked up at him, her eyes as calm as if she were looking at a stranger: "Oh, you are here. Give her early education." "Early... Education?" "It's early education. It's normal that you don't know. There is no such concept in this era." Su Jinse's tone was as casual as chatting with a neighbor, "By the way, Su Jinse is dead, I am not her. I just used her body. If you feel awkward, you can call me another name: I'm your dad
