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Chapter 1973 The Lost Lamb

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I feel that no words can accurately express my true inner feelings at this moment. A bunch of question marks would be more appropriate.

This bitch...

What's wrong?!

She... doesn't have any big problems, right?!

I very much doubt whether the current mental state of Yao Yao is at a normal level. If the mental state is still normal, then this matter will be revealed to be weird.

There is definitely a conspiracy!

This is my final conclusion.

Zhang Yao got up and went to the ground, poured water on the table next to her, held the water glass in one hand, and passed the back of my neck with the other hand. She helped me up from the bed with a little difficulty, and then put her pillow behind me and let me

When I could sit back more comfortably, I sat down by the window, handed the water glass to me, and said softly: "The water is boiled before nightfall. It's a bit hot when it comes out of the thermos. I'll give you some cold boiled water."

, it should be just right..."

I looked at the teacup and then at her. Somehow, I thought of the unlucky guy named Wu Dalang, and asked cautiously: "Zhang Yao, it seems that we don't have any big hatred that requires life and death recently, right?"

"There is no medicine in the water."

Zhang Yao immediately understood what I meant, and couldn't help laughing and said: "You and I are in the same spirit, a grasshopper on a rope. How stupid do I have to be to kill you with poison? If you kill me, I can run away."

Yet?"

When I thought about it, it seemed to be the same. Suddenly I saw a completely different girl. I was shocked and confused. Even the basic dimensions were confused. But I picked up the water glass and put it to my lips. I was stunned again. I couldn't help thinking

asked a question.

Not all medicines can kill people!

There are so many things that make life and death dilemmas.

After a pause, although I felt that this might be a bit too much, I still had to bite the bullet and asked: "It's not that you will definitely kill me. Are you really sure there is nothing weird in the water?"

Yao Yao smiled and shook his head, his eyes matching.

I raised the water glass several times and put it down several times. Finally, I couldn't hold it down anymore, so I simply held the water glass in my arms and sighed: "Why don't you give me a good beating? I won't dare to drink if you don't beat me."

"

Zhang Yao stopped laughing...

really……

I secretly thought something was wrong.

Unexpectedly, Chang Yao did not take action in the end: "Are you afraid of me?"

"Cough cough cough..."

I coughed lightly: "I can't say I'm afraid, it's just... maybe the way we get along has always been like this? We've gotten used to it..."

When I talked about the latter part, I started laughing, thinking to myself, how could I be afraid of a man of seven feet?

"If you calculate that half of other people's brains can be used to understand women, maybe you won't get beaten so much..."

In the darkness, the woman's voice was gentle.

She already had an extremely magnetic voice. When her tone became gentle, I discovered for the first time that this woman's voice is really beautiful.

She didn't look at me, looked down at her hands, and said to herself: "I used to feel that you were pretending not to understand, so I couldn't help but want to hit you. But recently, after thinking about it carefully, I just thought

...You really don’t understand.

You have a bastard father. That father is full of thoughts about the past of the Wei family. He is like an extreme fanatic. He never pays attention to what you think and inserts his fanatical beliefs into your life.

And regard your life as his ideal sacrifice.

Soak your hands in potions, force you to read those mystical things, and even directly take up your time to study other things.

You spent the first twenty years in this.

I had a chat with Zhang Xinya yesterday, and she said that during the days when you opened the store, you didn’t go to nightclubs, you didn’t talk to girls, you didn’t even know how to play basketball or games, and you even went out with your friends to ask a few girls to have a drink.

I didn’t even have any wine, and I was as lonely as a ghost.

Well, lonely as a ghost.

This is her evaluation of you. She feels that you have been here for the past twenty years. This has become a habit of your life. Your father drew a circle for you and you could not get out when you were a child.

, I have a habit of not going out when I grow up...

Then, you came to Zhenwu Temple.

Your master is a rotten tree full of benevolence, righteousness and morality.

Yao Zi is a guy who kills without blinking an eye. If you ask him about a woman's thoughts, he will know nothing about it. If you ask him about a woman's body structure, he may know everything because he doesn't even know how many women he has cut into pieces and studied...

There is also Chen Shuisheng, who is a eunuch.

Then there’s Lao Bai, he’s quite understanding, but what he tells you every day is stuff that would get him arrested if he told it in public. It sounds like it’s a matter between men and women, but in fact it has nothing to do with it.

It doesn't matter at all, because all male and female animals do those things.

If you take a closer look, you will find that there is not even a normal person around you..."

Listening to this woman's rare ramble, I suddenly felt a sense of absurdity. I hesitated for a moment and said, "Well, what's wrong with you today? Why do you always feel weird!"

"It's nothing, this is fine."

Zhang Yao laughed: "Anyway, I won't hit you in the future."

"Ah? Why?"

I froze for a moment.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable even if I don't hit you?"

Chang Yao thought for a while and said: "Then... let's beat you as little as possible."

"No, I don't understand...what's going on?"

I feel more and more strange about her.

"Oh, it's nothing, I just... got the answer I wanted!"

Zhang Yao smiled and said: "The answer is already there, so why bother thinking too much about it? You have to give the lost lamb some time."

After a pause, Zhao Yao said with a smile: "I suddenly thought of a little nephew of mine, she is my sister's child.

My sister is a very serious person. In fact, most of the royal family of the Yin people are very serious. They always have a straight face and look around eagerly, ready to start a war at any time. Before I joined the army, I was considered one of the royal family members.

An alien species.

My sister is a strong woman. The person she admires most is Queen Fuhao. She hopes that she can be a general like Queen Fuhao and fight on the battlefield, but in the end she becomes a victim of royal marriage and she never realizes it until her death.

Her own wishes, so she has very high requirements for her children. She forces her little nephew to practice martial arts every day. She has to draw the bow at least twenty times every day, not counting other things. As her little nephew grows older,

These tasks continue to increase, and the little nephew is suffering unspeakably.

I didn't have so many demands on him. At that time, I was... maybe a little more tolerant and lively. I liked playing with him very much, and I also liked to take him to play outside the palace. He had conflicts with the children of the nobles.

Even if he takes the initiative to rob other people's things, I will stand on his side indiscriminately.

My nephew likes me very much and often tells my sister that it would be great if he were my aunt's child.

My sister looked at him with pity in her eyes, touched his head and said with a smile, "Lost little lamb, then go and find the pasture in your dreams. When you are tired, you will find your way back."

Well, Eminem will always be here waiting for you.

Later, my sister sent him to my place and asked my nephew to live with me. I still liked him very much and played with him every day and protected him every day. However, after a while, he cried and shouted.

I had to go back to find my sister, so I had no choice but to send him back.

From then on, he never said that his aunt was better than his mother-in-law. He practiced martial arts more diligently every day and became more attached to her.

Later, my little nephew grew up to be a handsome man of the royal family and a young general.

He followed Queen Fuhao to the war. During the war when Queen Fuhao was injured, he led three hundred personal guards to cut off the rear and charge into thousands of white slaves.

He died in battle.

One of the surviving guards said that he fell on the battlefield, looked at the sky with a peaceful expression, and said with a smile, Eminem, I am a lost lamb who has stopped dreaming long ago, so I can be brave and fearless, like Yin.

I can charge like a human man, and I can die in battle like a Yin man, because I know where my return is. Even if I die in battle, my soul can return to Eminem's arms."

"A very touching story, but..."

I looked at Zhao Yao in shock: "You actually want to be my mother?"


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