shock!Your Majesty, he has the ability to read minds

When he was on the frontier, he would sometimes hear some weird things, like something coming back from the dead, a dead body returning to life.

It is about a person who was about to die, but suddenly came back to life, and his temperament was not in line with the usual. Someone asked curiously and said that he had died once and figured it out.

But he knows things that he didn't know before, and his proficiency seems to be innate, and it is said that he was taught by the Bodhisattva in his dream.

Others thought that he was favored by the Bodhisattva because of his great luck, and he taught these things.

But he felt that no matter how much he changed, it was impossible to learn what he didn't know at once, unless the person was not him.

Moreover, how could a person's temperament formed over the years change overnight, unless there was a major change.

But you can still peek out every bit of what you are doing, and it is impossible to change so completely all at once.

So, is Yan'er also occupied by someone else?

Is Yan'er still his daughter Yan'er?

Thinking of this, Lin Boyuan couldn't sit still anymore, he stood up from the bath, put on a clean robe and went out.

"I want to go to the palace."

If Yan'er is not his daughter now, where is his daughter?

where is she now
Borrowing a dead body to bring back the soul, borrowing a dead body... Could it be that the words have already...

Just thinking about it, Lin Boyuan felt his breathing tightened.

Without definite news, he can't feel at ease!

He couldn't even know whether his daughter was dead or alive.

Seeing that Lin Boyuan was about to step out, Mrs. Lin was a servant of the yamen, and hurriedly said, "What are you going into the palace at this time? Is there anything you can't talk about tomorrow?"

Lin Boyuan didn't turn his head back, "Don't wait for me, you go to bed first."

Mrs. Lin ran a few steps and finally grabbed Lin Boyuan who was in a hurry, "It's getting dark and the palace gate is about to be locked. What's the rush?"

Lin Boyuan stopped in his tracks, his eyes were a bit complicated and worried.

He opened his mouth to tell his wife.

But if his guess is false, Madam might worry for nothing.

can not say.

He has to verify it himself first, if it's fake it's best, if Yan'er's body is really taken by someone else, then he also needs to know whether Yan'er is safe or not.

If Yan'er is gone, Madam may not be able to accept the news after knowing it.

Just let her know nothing.

Lin Boyuan clenched his fists to calm himself down. He took a deep breath before saying without changing his expression, "Suddenly thought of something and wanted to enter the palace. It's not a big deal. We can talk about it tomorrow."

He can't panic, it's okay!

Mrs. Lin was a little helpless, she put a cloak on him, and called the imperial doctor to change the dressing. Although the wound was almost healed, she could see the danger from the wound.

It is said that military generals have high skills, but behind this is the exchange of life.

Lin Boyuan straightened his back and let the imperial physician administer medicine to him, his eyes were a little distracted, and he looked out of the window wondering what he was thinking.

For the first time, the old general who has been fighting on the battlefield and leading hundreds of thousands of soldiers is helpless. Even if he is deeply trapped in the enemy camp, he does not frown.

But now he is a little confused, he doesn't know how to face the fact that the daughter he has always loved may be gone.

He hoped it was all just overthinking.

Lin Boyuan couldn't help sighing.

Mrs. Lin looked at her with some puzzlement, not understanding what he meant, why did she still look like this after winning the battle?Could there be something missing?

"What's the matter? Sometimes he frowns, and sometimes he sighs."

"It's okay, it's not a big deal." Lin Boyuan said calmly.

"Just be stubborn, and you will be suffocated to death sooner or later." Mrs. Lin also knew Lin Boyuan's temperament. If he didn't want to say it, he wouldn't say it even if he held a knife to his neck.