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Ning Nanyou was sick and had a serious illness. He was so ill that he was confused and had a high fever that he could not subside.

Jiang Chengjia secretly came to the villa and kept guarding him without leaving any slack. For several days, the husband had no sign of awakening. Lu Xun and Liao Yuncheng were extremely anxiously wandering around him.

Sun Qi used acupuncture for the boy every day, but somehow it was completely useless. Nian Qian and Sun Qi discussed treatment strategies and tried all kinds of methods one by one, but they still couldn't get rid of Ning Nanyou's fever. Over time, they were helpless.

Just when everyone didn't know what to do, Ning Nanyou, who was terminally ill, began to speak nonsense.

At that time, in order to find a good solution to treat his illness, Jiang Chengjia went to the place where ancient books were placed in the water pavilion in the suburbs, so he could not hear his murmurs in his dreams. Liao Yuncheng was guarding Ning Nanyou's side, and heard some strange sleeping words with his own ears. The man fell asleep in a daze, but kept calling out a few strange names in his mouth. Liao Yuncheng carefully argued, and only heard him say sometimes angry and sometimes sad:

"Cheng Yao, you insist on doing this. In the future, the way of heaven will definitely punish you!"

"Even if I fall into hell in this life, I will never let her die in your conspiracy!"

"Ruoying! I have said that Jiang Mengluo is the only wife in this life, and even if you use all your tricks, you will never be attracted to me."

Liao Yuncheng was so scared by his words that he stared at the boy with a puzzled look on his face. He always felt that this situation seemed familiar. He thought about it carefully and finally remembered it. When they were in Fuling, Ning Nanyou was injured by a sword and had a repeated high fever. After stabilizing the condition, he also looked like this when he woke up. He kept saying things they couldn't understand, repeating words like "I" like that.

He sat beside the bed and couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Is this lord's illness... related to the nonsense I was talking about when I was in Fuling?"

"What nonsense?"

Liao Yuncheng was thinking about this matter attentively, but a girl's voice suddenly appeared behind him, which scared him to death. In a blink of an eye, Jiang Chengjia had already walked in on tiptoe and was standing next to him and staring at him.

The girl asked with a serious look on her face: "You just said...what is wrong with your lord's illness?"

Liao Yuncheng stuttered, "That's the time when the lord and Lord Fu were on the mission to Zhan Po. When he was in Fuling, the lord was injured by a sword to save me and fell into a coma. After waking up, he kept muttering nonsense. My subordinate remembers that my lord was always emphasizing that he was Bai He Xingjun, and said something like "Clean Yao" and "Sheng Yao" and "Sheng Yao" were like a lord. At that time, he woke up, no one remembered that he could not forget you, but... When I talked about you in the capital, my subordinate looked completely unaware, and seemed to be unable to understand what we were saying.

Just now, my subordinate was accompanying the lord and heard the word "Cheng Yao" again. What else is there... "Ruoying". This is the same as when I was in Fuling at that time. So my subordinate was wondering whether there is any connection between the two? Could it be... my lord got hysteria, so he talked so crazy and didn't know what to say."

After hearing what he said, Jiang Chengjia was shocked and stared at the sleeping husband on the couch, unable to say a word.

Liao Yuncheng originally thought that the girl would be the same as him, and thought that the husband might have been crazy, so he was so angry. But when he looked up, he found that the girl's eyes were filled with deep surprise, shock and disbelief, as if something had been suddenly exposed, which made her tremble and tremble.

In an instant, she seemed to remember something, and suddenly turned around and ran out of the door, and disappeared in a short while.

Liao Yuncheng widened his eyes and stared at the girl's back that dissipated like the wind, and for a moment he couldn't understand what was going on.

In just one stick of incense, Jiang Chengjia brought Jiang Chengyi, who was busy in the East Mansion Department, to the other courtyard, Mu Yun, who was watching Gu Siyinfang for them in the suburbs, and Qian Shan, who helped her in charge of the housework of Prince Rui's Mansion.

Seeing this situation, Liao Yuncheng even felt that the girl was planning to take advantage of the time when her husband was seriously ill and asked her family to vent her anger for her. After all, for several months, the king of their family refused to move out of the other courtyard and lived in the palace again. He was always angry with the princess and even unwilling to see her.

Thinking of this, Liao Yuncheng quickly stopped everyone and persuaded him hard: "Princess, if you are angry, you can argue with the king in private. Why should you call your family to come and cause trouble like this?"

Seeing that he blocked the bead curtain in the inner room and said no matter what, Jiang Chengjia refused to let them in, so he shouted in anger: "Liao Yuncheng? Are you crazy or stupid? Your lord's life and death are uncertain now, how could I make trouble at this time? Get out of here!"

Liao Yuncheng stared at her half-believingly and asked, "Really?"

Jiang Chengjia was so angry that she jumped away and stopped talking nonsense to him. She directly reached out to pull him away. She took Mu Yun, Qianshan and Jiang Chengyi around the screen.

Lu Xun stood in the compartment, watching Liao Yuncheng push out by them, then walked over and flicked hard at his forehead. When the young man on the opposite side screamed and wailed, he glared fiercely and scolded: "I don't have any eyesight to see you. Go! Go to the barracks to receive thirty military sticks!"

Liao Yuncheng covered his forehead and left the house with a dejected look. Lu Xun looked deep inside the pearl curtain, then quietly retreated and closed the door for the girl.

In the inner room, Jiang Chengjia sat down against the edge of the bed, staring at the sleeping husband on the couch, feeling mixed feelings.

Mu Yun stood on one side, and Qian Shan stood opposite her. The two of them used the spells at the same time to explore the remaining divine luck on Ning Nanyou. Jiang Chengjia stared at them with a nervous face, and his hands clenched into two fists had a slight cold sweat, and he was tense and dared not relax.

A burst of white and green light blended, covering the body of Langjun, and flashed for a moment, turning into raindrop-like fragments under the dazzling color.

"How is it?" Seeing the light disappear, Jiang Chengjia couldn't wait to grab Mu Yun's sleeve and asked.

Mu Yun frowned and stared at her with a strange look. Jiang Chengjia's heart beat up, holding her breath and waiting for her to speak.

"I... did not find any abnormalities in him. His divine fortune was stronger than before."

Jiang Chengjia immediately said happily: "So, his dreams have nothing to do with the punishment of the Book of Destiny?"

Mu Yun shook his head silently: "I'm not sure if it's related? I can't figure out what his condition is?"

Jiang Chengjia's slightly lit eyes quietly darkened at this moment. Qian Shan stood aside and couldn't help but comfort him: "Girl, even if Master Mu doesn't calculate the situation, it doesn't mean that this is a bad thing. The son-in-law can remember his identity in the divine realm when he loses his mortal self-consciousness. Maybe it's because his spiritual energy is slowly recovering. This may be a good thing?"

Jiang Chengyi, who had been silent in front of the screen, spoke at this time: "Maybe it was the Book of Destiny that instilled Fu Yang in the memory of his time when he was still in the divine realm."

Jiang Chengjia was stunned and asked in confusion: "What does this mean by brother?"

Jiang Chengyi gently put his eyebrows together and said seriously: "I have read a record in the ancient books of Qiongsang that is slightly similar to Fu Yang's situation. The god also violated the rules of heaven and was demoted to the mortal world and was plagued by evil spells. Although it was not the Tianyuan spell, his various situations after he descended to the mortal world are very similar to Fu Yang. He had no hope of returning to the divine realm, but later he changed his luck by the Book of Destiny. When he was still physically mortal, he gradually recovered his memory of the gods, and finally reshaped his body and became a god, returning to the ninth level of heaven."

The girl asked happily: "Is there such a thing really?"

Jiang Chengyi was not very happy when he looked at it. He stared silently at the girl sitting on the edge of the bed. When he recalled the foreshadowing dream he had made in his mind, he couldn't help but burst into a cold sweat. The more Ning Nanyou had the hope of recovering his memory and returning to heaven, the more he was worried about Jiang Chengjia's situation.

Once the Book of Destiny actively rewrites someone's luck, there will be other changes corresponding to it. Disasters are most likely to be added to the relatives of the person whose luck is rewritten in another form. Apart from his parents, only Jiang Chengjia is the only relative of Fu Yang.

He thought of the dark and cold moonlit night picture of the cold river, and the despair when the girl jumped into the sea of ​​dimness, and a great sadness arose in his heart. He had made efforts for this and even scolded Jiang Chengjia, not allowing her to continue to participate in human affairs, but in the end he could not resist her will. Even if the things she decided were difficult to implement, few people could forcibly reverse her choice.

Jiang Chengjia saw that the boy standing in front of the screen kept frowning and his face was solemn. The joy on his face gradually faded. He said in a panic: "Brother? Why are you staring at me and not talking?"

Jiang Chengyi stared at her and stopped talking, then sighed helplessly, closed her eyes and shook her head and said, "Nothing."

The girl paused and slowly turned her head to look at Mu Yun, but saw that she lowered her eyes with sad expressions.

Jiang Chengjia couldn't help but sigh: "Ayi, brother...I know what you think in your heart. But for thousands of years, what I have been asking for all day is just to help Du Yang escape from the suffering of the cycle of life and death, and it is worth it even if I give it to you.

At first, I asked my aunt Yungeng to let me go to the Book of Destiny to explore. When I saw the mortal disasters and the wars were constantly coming, I was panicked and helpless. Seeing the ending of Fu Yang in the world, my heart was desolate. But now, although everything is basically similar to the scene I saw in the Book of Destiny at that time, it has also changed in the details. Why can't this prove that my efforts are effective?
Chapter completed!