MTL - You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!-Chapter 90
After returning from Zhuangzi, Fu Yi had some souls all day long. The connection with those of the seedlings was so strong for the first time. He even felt that he could completely control the plants, from birth to death, or from death to life.
This feeling is inexplicable, like suddenly appearing in his mind, there is no reason but he just knows that he can.
The chaotic and inexplicable thoughts filled his mind, and after he got out of the carriage, he was a little embarrassed.
After passing through the yard, I glanced at the flower seedlings that had just sprouted the sprouts. Fu Hao stared at it for a while, and I didn’t know what I thought of it. I saw the small young leaves on the branches of the flowers grow up visible to the naked eye. In a circle, even the sharp buds appeared at the fork...
The tender green leaf buds of the finger size stretched out, the leaves were elongated and rounded, and the color changed from tender yellow to deep green. It was like two green leaves growing up.
Fu Hao stunned two leaves that suddenly became bigger, and when he came back to God, his mind became more and more dizzy. He reached out and rubbed his eyebrows. Fu Hao swayed to the East Hospital and walked without two steps. Fall down -
"Yu Ling!"
See that he has not returned yet. Chu Xiangtian, who came out to find him, just saw this scene. A rushed over to catch people. Chu Xiangtian hurried people and hurried back to the East Court.
Defu was also shocked. "What happened to the young master?!"
"Go to the doctor." Shen Sheng commanded, Chu Xiangtian put people on the bed, gently called his name.
Fu Wei was caught in a wonderful situation at this time, like falling asleep but still conscious, saying that he was awake, but he seemed to be trapped in a deep mud, unable to pull his eyes, and could only look at his eyes. Screen conversion.
He was in a valley, surrounded by green trees in the valley, and the opposite hillside was covered with peony flowers, and the purple blush was fascinating, but only one white peony, away from the peony flowers, grew higher in the terrain. on the hill.
The white peony flower stem is nearly tall, and the large white flowers have no trace of variegation, pure white and flawless, like jade carving.
Fu Xin’s heart was inexplicably a little close to him. He subconsciously wanted to look closer, and when he stepped, the picture in front of him changed.
The battlefields of the two armies, the swords and guns are opposite, and the momentum is shocking. Fu Yan understood standing in the middle, and his eyes were drawn by a white figure.
It was a man. He stood next to the Lord. A white robes were particularly eye-catching in the armor. The appearance of Lili was not feminine. The eyes that were picked up faintly swept through Fu’s direction, as if with a sharp blade.
Fu Yan's eyes widened and his eyes fixed on the man. The man seemed to notice his sight and suddenly turned his face and smiled at him. When Fu Xiao looked at him, he found that he had changed another place.
In front of it became a magnificent palace, glazed tiles reflect the afterglow of the setting sun, and gave this rich palace a layer of clues.
Not far from the tree, there was a voice coming. When Fu Hao looked for the voice, he saw the white man on the battlefield standing coldly under the tree. The man opposite him wore a bright yellow robes, and he said with anger. what.
"Mudan, do you really want to go with him?"
"Yes."
"Where can I not compare with him? He is rich in the world, he is just a businessman!"
The white man raised his eyes and glanced at him. The cold eyebrows vividly appeared in a moment, and a smile was raised. "Your world, there is also a copy of him."
He said that he left his sleeve. "You know, I have never liked the palace bondage..."
Fu Hao subconsciously wants to catch up, but suddenly it is black, like sinking into the endless abyss, another voice in his ear is soft and evokes: "Mudan, let's go..."
The consciousness gradually sank, and the conscious consciousness became blurred. Fu Yan unconsciously frowned, and his fingers clutched the quilt.
Chu Xiangtian gently stroked his forehead and insisted on whispering his name.
When the doctor came to see it, he did not find the problem. He only said that it might be tired. It would be nice to sleep for one night. However, Chu Xiangtian can not rest assured anyway, and thinks that Fu Qi’s bizarre rebirth has a strange ability, but the heart is even more tight.
This night Fu Fu did not wake up, but occasionally said some vague slang, Chu Xiangtian kept him for one night, until the next day when the sky was white, the comatose slowly opened his eyes.
The fear in my heart was dizzy, and Chu Xiangtian carefully held his hand, and the voice trembled unconsciously. "Are you awake?"
Fu Hao still has a stunned eye, confused with his eyes: "What happened to me?"
"You suddenly fainted yesterday, and fell asleep for a night." Chu Xiangtian kissed his finger, his eyes covered with bloodshot, "Frightened me."
After knowing that I realized that this is my bedroom, he shook hands with the man's hand. "I'm fine, just... made a strange dream."
Sitting up with his arms up, Fu Yan shook his head and opened the remnant dim, and wondered: "I dreamed of my ancestors."
"Well?" Chu Xiangtian poured a cup of warm water to feed him to drink, "The ancestor? Who?"
Fu Hao recalled the point on the genealogy and slowly said: "Mudan."
According to the genealogy, Fu Jia’s ancestor Fu Qing retired from Sifang Town and did not marry his wife. At the age of twenty-seven, he and his friend Mu Dan agreed. At the age of 30, they adopted an abandoned baby. Fu Jia.
The two analyzed the fragmentary pieces of the dream, but did not get any useful information.
I don’t want to say how many generations of Mudan have been separated from him. How can Fu’s good end suddenly dream of him. It is said that there are few special places in Muddy.
In total, I can't find a clue, but I can only attribute this to sleepiness.
Who hasn't dreamt of something weird.
After sleeping for one night, Fu's spirit was not bad. He no longer struggled with strange dreams. He suddenly remembered the things before the fainting, and let Daifu move a pot of peony flowers. Fu Hao closed the door and window, and mysteriously pulled Chu Xiangtian to tell him to see the pot of peony.
Chu Xiangtian’s face is inexplicable. “What happened to this flower?”
Fu Hao raised his finger to indicate that he should not talk, and then his eyes fixed on the buds on the peony branch...
As time passed, the peony flower did not change.
Chu Xiangtian is full of fog: "???"
Fu Yan stood up straight. Doubtful eyes, "Why didn't you grow up?"
Chu Xiangtian: "What grows up?"
Fu Fu scratched his face with a puzzled look and frowned at the peony. He wondered if the breed was not right. "I was staring at a flower seedling in the yard for a while before I fainted. The leaves of the flower seedling suddenly grew. Big."
He was talking, and he saw the change of Chu Xiangtian. The potted peony in the middle of the table, there were not many leaves on the branches, and suddenly the green shoots popped up quickly. The green shoots of the bright yellow grow up quickly, and the dry branches blinked. The room was green, and even a trembling grew a small flower.
Chu Xiangtian: "..."
"Look!" Fu Hao has seen it once, so he is not too surprised, but Chu Xiangtian was shocked and looked heavy: "What happened?"
Fu Hao shook his head. "I don't know, suddenly it's like this."
He said and tried to talk to the peony. "Can you understand me?"
"Listen to understand." The peony, which has been covered with green leaves, whispered back, and there was some fear in the voice.
Fu Hao did not hear it. He only thought that this peony was more shy and continued to ask it.
However, this peony is ignorant, basically it is a question and three, I don't know. Fu has asked more, and the fear in his voice is more obvious.
Fu Yan sighed and let Defu move it out.
Chu Xiangtian touched his forehead. "Is there any uncomfortable?"
Fu Yan felt it a little, and shook his head and hesitated and nodded.
"A bit sleepy."
Chu Xiangtian said: "Don't use this ability easily until you figure out what is going on."
"And..." Chu Xiangtian said: "The ancestor Mudan is also best to check, you suddenly fainted and then dreamed, maybe there is a connection."
Fu Hao nodded and remembered this thing in his heart.
By the end of February. Fu Wei has visited several Zhuangzis on one side, and spring plowing has begun. The fields have already been plowed, and the ditches are used to send the water from the Sihu River continuously. Every field can be fully irrigated.
The seedlings cultivated by the new rice varieties are also particularly strong and long, tall and strong, and even the old farmers said that this year must be a bumper year.
I watched the green seedlings planted on the ground. On the last day of February, the family packed up and went to Qingyang.
There are a total of eight carriages, four are seated, and four are loaded with luggage. Sifang Town and the capital city, separated by more than half of the big Chu State, is also a few days away from the fast-paced, their carriages go slow, stop and go, the fastest to arrive in a small half a month.
Fu Wei and Chu Xiangtian a carriage, took off their shoes and socks and sat on the cushions, listening to him talking about things in Qingyang City.
At the foot of the emperor, in the center of the Imperial City, it was not the emperor or the country who met the family. Although Fu Hao sealed the Kang Le Hou, but it was easy to offend the person if he could not understand the situation, so he took the time to tell him, Chu Xiangtian gave him a detailed explanation. Which official families can be handed over and which ones need to be prepared.
Fu Yan carefully remembered in his heart, and the days on the road went unconsciously.
When it was in Qingyang, it was a sunny day. Qingyang was in the north. There was no winter in this season. On the way, they put on thick cotton coats. Fu Yu was wrapped up by Chu Xiangtian, only revealing one. Face, curiously looking around his head.
