Pick up a daughter-in-law to farm

Chapter 969 Dream

Obviously she was afraid, but after hearing Zhuge Lianyun's words, Ren Qingyan took three steps back unconsciously: "Uncle, are you afraid of me?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhuge Lianyun couldn't cry: "Silly boy, what am I afraid of you doing? I won't let you say it because I want to protect you."

Ren Qingyan's nose was sour when she heard the words, and tears fell down again: "But, I hide it in my heart, and it's even more difficult day and night. Because I don't know, whether I really died once, or did I do it?" I had a long dream... I have never dared to speak out, it is because I am afraid to speak out, others will say that I am possessed by a ghost..."

After finishing speaking, Ren Qingyan told the story that happened in the village: "I used to think that she was possessed by a ghost, but now I can't be sure. I know that I am me, but I just did a long job. There were more things in my head. That girl was also begging her parents and brothers to save her. She said she was not a ghost and would not harm anyone, but no one rescued her... The family lived a prosperous life brought by her, but when she was defiled, no one came to save her...Uncle, I am afraid that I will end up in the same end as her..."

After hearing this, Sang Yue's curiosity arose: Isn't this Ren Qingyan a time traveler?
The old lady hugged Ren Qingyan: "Silly boy, there are many wonders in the world, and it is too normal for people to have adventures. In the previous dynasty, there was once a lady whose temperament changed suddenly after being ill. She had tried every means to enter the palace, but she was recovering from illness After that, she feigned death and escaped from the palace. Even the emperor thought she was really dead, but because of the invention of the waterwheel in the south of the Yangtze River, her traces were exposed..."

Through the story told by the old lady, Sang Yue knew that she was not the first time traveler in this world, nor was she the most unfortunate one.

That empress should be a genius in mechanics, she not only developed waterwheels, horse-drawn carriages, but even Zhuge Liang's even nuggets.
In order to be free, she donated these things to the court without taking any money, but the more outstanding she was, the less likely she was to be free, and in the end she was forced to return to the palace to have children and become a generation of virtuous queens...

"Son, it doesn't matter if you are a human or a ghost, the most important thing is to be upright! Some people once said that the empress is possessed by a ghost, but the first emperor said that as long as you can make contributions to Xiqi, you can show me your body." From now on, no one in the world dares to say that the empress is evil."

After Ren Qingyan heard this story, she no longer concealed it: "After I passed out a year ago, I don't know if I was dreaming or if I really went to another place. It is completely different from here, men and women Both men and women have to go to school, and both men and women have jobs. I found that I became a girl named Ren Ying, and the place where I live is called Jingdezhen, where the world of ceramics...

I studied ceramics at a place called a university there for four years, and then I worked in a big company for three years. Suddenly, something happened to me, and I woke up and went home...I knew it was a dream, But this dream is so real, I wonder if the gods guided me there, and then sent me back..."

This person is not a time traveler, she should have gone out of her body during her coma.

Ren Qingyan was talking about her experience, and Xiao Qi kept feeling: Master, she didn't tell a single lie. She is not from your world, but her soul possessed a girl from Ren Ying. just die...

——Xiao Qi, don't damage your cultivation.She is not sincere, and my feelings are also very strong.

——Master, that is because my cultivation is improving, and your sensing ability is getting stronger and stronger.

--ah?It turned out to be like this, no wonder now I feel more and more that my first impression of a person is getting more and more accurate.

"Who is the ugly face?"

When Sang Yue asked, Ren Qingyan's white face turned red instantly: "He...he...is my boss at work in my dream..."

I'm afraid it's not just her boss at work, but her lover, right?
Sang Yue remembered a story she had read, saying that the two were lovers in the previous life, and they met again in the later life. Later, both of them had the same dream, and then they recognized each other again.

— Could it be that the person named Chouyan was Zhuge Xun's previous life?
Thinking of this, Sang Yue's heart moved: "Does he look similar to my third brother?"

Ren Qingyan's eyes froze, seeing Sang Yue's incomparable seriousness, she finally nodded: "They look exactly the same, even the voice is the same, the only difference is the hair, clothing, occupation, and name."

"Then what's his name?"

"The surname is Xi, the person wearing the clothes is Xi. Yan, three fires make Yan."

Three fires into flames?

Isn't the third child's character called Zhiyan?
Even the ghost doctor Zhuge Lianyun was confused when he heard it. Could it be that there are ghosts and gods in the world?
Although everyone in the world believes that there are ghosts and gods in the world, but no one actually sees ghosts and gods?

But Mrs. Zhuge exclaimed: "My God, isn't this too coincidental? Xun'er, isn't your name exactly called Zhiyan?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhuge Xun couldn't help but blushed.

He doesn't believe in any ghosts and gods, but now there are various reasons that he can't explain.

Hearing this, Sangyue looked at Zhuge Xun with a sly smile on her face: "Third brother, the place in Miss Ren's dream is much more advanced than here, I wonder if it is Xiqi from thousands of years ago? And that The person named Chu Yan is your descendant?"

Who is Zhuge Xun?
The genius of the Zhuge family!

He had already understood from Ren Qingyan's face that she and that 'Chu Yan' person were not in a superior-subordinate relationship, but probably a mutual agreement.

Even though it was a dream, it is true!

Whether it was the previous life or the next life, it was not him after all!
Thinking of this, Zhuge Xun glared at Sangyue: "Yue'er, stop talking nonsense. By the way, only a few of us know what happened today, so don't tell anyone in the future."

Naturally, everyone knows the importance of these words. People in the world believe in ghosts, but everyone is afraid of ghosts. If people know that they have had ghosts and ghosts, the world may burn them to death!

Mrs. Zhuge's expression became serious: "Xun'er is right. Yue'er and Qingyan have forgotten everything they said today. Do you hear me?"

Seeing that the old lady loves them so much, Sang Yue and Ren Qingyan couldn't help but nodded their heads very hard...

Suddenly Zhuge Xun spoke again: "By the way, the blue-and-white porcelain technology that your family has just experimented with is what Miss Ren learned from her dreams, right?"

Ren Qingyan nodded: "Yes, blue and white porcelain has never appeared in Xiqi or even in several surrounding countries, so my father was very happy after firing the first kiln, and let the young masters watch it. But I am not satisfied , because its thinness, transparency, fineness and color of blue and white are not as good as the ones I made there, so my father didn't let it out for the public."

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　Dear friends: It’s not the story that the article of the past few days will be published on the [-]th. It’s because there is no way to save the manuscript, and it’s near the end of the year, so there’s no way to do it. And the [-]th has a recommendation that must be more than [-] words. I can only invite you Forgive Huahua.

　　


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