After marrying an officer, she was spoiled by the group

Chapter 550 Memories

These words startled Xuanyuan Gen and caused ripples in his heart.

That's right, since God has given him the opportunity to start over, he might as well seize it. He lived a too cowardly life in his previous life, and he was stigmatized. In the end, even his brothers turned against him. His most beloved brother was extremely disappointed in him and embarked on the path of rebellion without hesitation.

The Imperial Master chopped off the eldest prince's head and hung it at the palace gate as a warning to others...

The past scenes...

This time, he will not let history repeat itself, he will protect his loved ones around him.

His eyes gradually became firm, suppressing his inner excitement. He raised his eyes to look at Fu Ling and asked the question he was most looking forward to: "When are you going to set off?"

He couldn't wait to set off immediately!

"Wait a moment, I still have some preparations to make. We will set off in ten days." Fu Ling thought for a moment and gave him an accurate answer.

Ten days should be enough time to arrange things here. The place she is going this time is a bit far and it is not known when she will be able to come back, so she must arrange everything here.

Ten days? He suppressed his inner anxiety, having endured it for a lifetime. Ten days was all he could wait, so he nodded to Fu Ling: "I'll listen to you. I can't thank you enough for your kindness. When I...'I' return, I will definitely treat you as a guest of honor!"

Xuanyuan Gen felt that it was inappropriate for others to always call themselves "I", so he began to try their way of speaking.

He suddenly remembered that he still didn't know her name even though they had known each other for so long, so he asked, "What's your name, young lady?"

"How can I find a Fu with six wings, floating in the purple smoke?" After all, the other person was an ancient person, so she rarely showed off her literary talent. She coughed lightly and said, "Ahem! My last name is Fu, and my given name is Ling."

Xuanyuan Gen was stunned, his pupils dilated slightly: "You... your name is Fu Ling?"

Fu Ling was not surprised by his reaction and nodded calmly: "Yes, she has the same name as your sister Xuanyuan Ling, but a different surname."

Xuanyuan Gen felt it was strange. It was too much of a coincidence. The woman was 60% similar to his sister, and both had the word "Ling" in their names. What did this mean?

Not only did he feel strange, but Fu Ling did too.

The reason why she planned to go to the Xuanyuan Dynasty with him was not because she liked to meddle in other people's affairs. After all, the cost of going there was too high, and it was not something that could be compensated by the night pearl.

She always had a premonition that if she didn't go, she would regret it, and when she looked at Xuanyuan Gen, she always had a sense of déjà vu.

In order to find that hint of something wrong, she decided to follow.

Fu Ling's mind was full of questions. Why was Xuanyuan Gen sent here, and why did he meet her by chance?

I always feel that there is a destiny, as if there are invisible big hands that tightly bind all the unrelated people together.

Her soul traveled through time and space, and she inexplicably gained a 007 system. She then fought monsters and leveled up along the way. It seemed like she could solve the problem easily, but everything seemed calm on the surface. She had a hunch that this was a sign of a coming storm.

"Okay, don't be shocked. Maybe your sister and I are just a coincidence." Fu Ling didn't want to speculate too much. In fact, there was one thing she didn't say. She and Xuanyuan Ling were born on the same day, month, and year...

"Let's go. I'll take you to a place where you can stay for a while." After saying that, he led the way forward, not caring whether he would follow or not.

They walked all the way to the cabin and the two of them walked into the yard one after the other.

"This is my home. You can stay here for a while. However, there is only one room in it, so you can only sleep in the living room. I will arrange a bed for you and provide you with complete daily necessities. I know that you, an ancient person, don't know how to use them, so I will teach you later. When you have nothing to do, you can also watch TV and learn about the history of our world." He explained to him as he walked.

Xuanyuan Gen was attracted by the scenery in the yard, especially the swing set, and he couldn't help but stop.

Memories flooded back...

"Myna! Push it higher, hahaha...it's so fun." The girl on the swing laughed particularly brightly, her voice was as sweet as a lark, her face looked a little childish, she was not very old, probably seven or eight years old.

"Ling'er! Hold on tight! Myna is about to start exerting its strength (*＾ー＾)!"

"Hurry up! Myna! Hurry up..." the girl kept urging.

The boy exerted force suddenly, but this time his force was a little too strong. The girl was pushed to the side. Due to inertia, she leaned forward and was thrown out of the door. The hands that were originally holding on both sides loosened.

"Ah!..." With a scream, the girl fell heavily to the ground. The palace maids and eunuchs who were watching were scared out of their wits and rushed to check on the girl. If she was seriously injured, she would be beaten with sticks at best, or even lose her life at worst.

"Woo..., wow...!!!" The girl burst into tears, and blood was oozing out of her white and tender little hands.

The boy was terrified, his head buzzing. He rushed forward to check: "Little sister! Are you okay? Where are you hurt?"

Everyone rushed to carry the girl back to the palace and quickly called the imperial physician. After examination, they found that the girl not only had both hands injured, but also had a broken leg.

Because of this accident, he was put in solitary confinement for a month by his father.

"I've been calling you for a long time. What are you thinking about so intently?" Fu Ling kept calling his name, but he stared at the swing without moving, and didn't respond no matter how he called.

Recovering his thoughts, Xuanyuan Gen apologized deeply: "Sorry, I was distracted just now."

Fu Ling complained, "You're not distracted, you're just daydreaming. Could it be that your soul has left your body for a moment? Otherwise, I've called you at least ten times, and you haven't responded at all."

"Ahem! Nothing." He coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment. He just remembered something from his childhood. Ling'er broke his leg while swinging on the swing, and it took him half a year to recover.

Xuanyuan Ling has a special liking for swings, and even a painful experience did not stop his passion for swinging.

But when she was playing, Xuanyuan Gen would be extra careful and protective of her. If he was not around, he would also instruct the palace maids and eunuchs to take good care of her.

Seeing him come back to life, he pushed open the wooden door and walked in. Fu Ling took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and threw them on the ground: "Change your shoes, wear these at home."

Following suit, Fu Ling also took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on.

Xuanyuan Gen had no choice but to do as he was told. The house looked very clean, especially the material on the floor, which looked like pieces of stone and was quite beautiful.

As a prince, he had been living a life of luxury since childhood and was accustomed to luxury and refinement. However, compared with this place, it was not as spacious and elegant as a small wooden house.

"Why are you daydreaming? Come in. You'll be staying here for the next ten days."

I specially bought a 1.5-meter bed from Kuaiyimao, and the bedding, sheets and quilt covers on the bed are all new.

"Although it's not as comfortable as your dragon couch, you'll have to make do with it for now. The living room isn't that spacious, and a bed that's too big would make it too crowded." Fu Ling gave a rare explanation.

"No need to go to so much trouble. This is great. Thank you!" Xuanyuan Gen was sincerely grateful. He was already extremely satisfied to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain. It was better than the dark imperial tomb.