Sick Man Turns Out to be a General

4When Shen Jingli woke up, it was only five in the morning. The room was dark and he couldn't even see the figure of a person clearly. He blinked his dry eyes for a while before getting used to it.     3

    

Before he could touch anything, his hand was already wrapped by a warm palm. The warmth coming from the palm made him feel relieved. It turned out that everything was real and he was not dreaming. In the darkness, he revealed a smile.    

    

Mu Chen was woken up by his noise, he held his hand and pulled him into his embrace, vaguely asking: "What's wrong? "It's not even dawn yet, let's sleep a little longer.    

    

"I thought I had a dream." The dream of your return was only a dream.    

    

He laid down obediently and leaned into Mu Chen's embrace, stepping on his feet with his slightly cold soles. Mu Chen's body was very warm, even his feet were warm.    

    

Mu Chen lowered his head and kissed his forehead, "You think I'm not back yet?" His guess was correct; he actually knew what he was thinking.    

    

Shen Jingli laughed, and his low voice was very clear in the quiet room. He rubbed his head against Mu Chen's chest, and asked: "You understand me this well, is that really okay?"    

    

"You are my wife." I don't know you. Who else knows you?    

    

Shen Jingli smiled even more. He reached out and wrapped his arms around Mu Chen's waist, "Fourteenth, do you still remember what I said last night?"    

    

Mu Chen suddenly opened his eyes, there was not the slightest bit of chaos in his clear and cold eyes. He, who had good night vision, lowered his head to look at Shen Jingli, did he want to tell him everything? Fourteenth Master, who had always been calm and composed, suddenly tensed up. He opened his mouth to speak, but felt that something was strangling his neck, making him unable to make a sound.    

    

Shen Jingli leaned on his chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, and slowly said, "Do you believe that the soul transports to this sort of thing?"    

    

His voice was very light, and one could even hear a hint of a trembling when they listened carefully. His two hands were tightly holding onto the clothes on Mu Chen's arm, and his trembling hands continuously revealed his unease and fear.    

    

Transmigration of souls?    

    

An expression of difficulty appeared in Mu Chen's eyes as he lowered his head to look at Shen Jingli. He really isn't the Shen Jingli from before?    

    

"You …" Mu Chen paused, and didn't know how to ask.    

    

Shen Jingli saw his doubt, and automatically spoke: "I don't know why, but I encountered an earthquake in the world I lived in, and was smashed to death by it. After I woke up, I lied down with you guys in the Da Ping Village room, and when I saw that house with four walls, Mu Jin who was unable to feed his, and you, who was about to die, I really wanted to hang myself by a rope. In the end, people are actually quite strong. Biting the bullet and looking like it's going to be difficult to cross over, in the end, you'll be able to do it too. "    

    

He revealed a wry smile. If he didn't travel like this all the way here, he might not have believed that he could have lived in ancient times for so long.    

    

Seeing him like this, Mu Chen's heart ached a little. She hugged him, then asked: "Then what was the world you lived in before? Your home... Is there anyone else? "    

    

He was silent for a good while longer before asking that question again. Both of his hands tightly grabbed onto Shen Jingli's arm, as he was afraid that Shen Jingli would miss his past family and worry about him. Even though he did not believe that Shen Jingli would be able to teleport over to the matters of the gods and ghosts, would he not teleport back?    

    

"We have grandpa, big sister, big brother-in-law, little nephew, second sister, second brother-in-law." Shen Jingli explained one by one, then excitedly told him about modern matters, his eyes revealing his nostalgia for modern convenience tools.    

    

"Flying birds in the sky?" Mu Chen was suspicious.    

    

"It's not a bird. It's an airplane. It's a form of transportation, similar to a carriage. However, it flies in the sky." Shen Jingli explained.    

    

Mu Chen nodded his head, he could not imagine what the plane would look like, he lowered his head and looked at Shen Jingli, his heart thumping hard. Although he had expected Shen Jingli to no longer be the Shen Jingli that he used to be, but hearing him talk about his past life, he still felt that it was inconceivable.    

    

Hearing him talk about the original owner, Shen Jingli fell into a daze, and shook his head, "I don't know. "Maybe he's dead. Maybe he went to the world I live in."    

    

He hugged Mu Chen's waist and pressed his face against Mu Chen's chest. In all these years, this was the first time he felt that he was a thief who stole the life of the original owner, the man who stole the original owner's man, and even stole his child … He suddenly felt as if all he had now were stolen blessings that might suddenly disappear one day.    

    

"No matter where he is, I hope he can be happy." Mu Chen held Shen Jingli's head and said sincerely, "All those years ago, I let him down." Do you know how cruel you are? " Hearing this, Shen Jingli immediately raised his head, and accused him, "Do you know what kind of days he has been by your side? it is even more miserable than when we were in the Shen Family … "    

    

The more Mu Chen heard about the things that he had done to the original owner, the more he felt that something was amiss. He took the opportunity the moment that Shen Jingli stopped and asked, "Do you know what he experienced?"    

    

In one breath, Shen Jingli said many things, causing his mouth and tongue to become dry. He paused for a moment, and only when his throat felt a little better did he say: "I have his memories."    

    

Not only to his body, but also to his memories?    

    

Mu Chen raised his eyebrows, thinking that this was a problem, could it be that they were connected from a previous life to a current one?    

    

Many people believed that it was because of the past and present that Mu Chen immediately thought of this.    

    

"Do you have me in the world you live in?" he asked tentatively.    

    

"What do you mean?" Shen Jingli frowned, he did not understand the meaning of his words.    

    

Mu Chen thought for a moment, then asked: "Your name in that world is also Shen Jingli?"    

    

"Yeah." What does this have to do with the previous question?    

    

"Then is there a Mu Chen in the world you live in?"    

    

Shen Jingli suddenly came to a realization as he looked at Mu Shisi in ridicule and poked his chest with his finger, "Do you think that the two dimensions are actually parallel to each other? Did you want to know if you were on the other side or if you were chasing after me? "    

    

Mu Chen reached out and pressed the center of his brows, "I just hope that he can live happily too."    

    

Shen Jingli's lips moved slightly, his eyes flashed, and he buried his face in Mu Chen's chest. After a long while, he finally said, "He will, he will definitely be happy."    

    

Mu Chen nodded his head, yes, that person would definitely be happy.    

    

"Go to sleep. There's still quite a bit of time before daybreak."    

    

Shen Jingli yawned lightly, and after he had said everything, he felt much more relaxed. He pulled on his blanket, wrapped himself tightly, and said softly, "Tomorrow, I'll bring you to see the Twin Pupils School in the village. It's already been built … "Almost there …"    

    

The sound grew smaller and smaller, and soon he was fast asleep.    

    

Mu Chen stretched out his hand to lift up the spreading energy aura on his forehead, pressed a kiss onto his forehead, and then circled around him to continue sleeping.    

    

— —    

    

"Zi An, you brat, come back. Why didn't you notify me?"    

    

Just as Mu Chen sat down to eat breakfast, he heard Xu Yanlin's voice from outside. Immediately after, Xu Yanlin who was dressed in green walked in with big strides, pretending to be angry as he glared at Mu Chen, "You're still in the mood to eat breakfast?"    

    

Mu Chen was in the middle of peeling an egg for Xun Er, and upon hearing his words, he raised his head, "What happened?"    

    

He actually dared to ask what had happened to him? Didn't he have eyes? Didn't you see that he was angry?    

    

"Mu Shisi, you did not notify me when you returned." This was going to happen.    

    

"I just got back last night." Swift horses spurred on by whips and whips, travelling through the night. Not only was he crippled by horses, he was also on the verge of being crippled.    

    

Xu Yanlin sat down angrily, took out a bun and took a bite, then said: "Even if you can't find me yourself, you should at least let Da Ji Da Lee notify me."    

    

Is he a brother or not?    

    

"It was already late last night, so I couldn't disturb you. You came over as soon as I woke up this morning." Mu Chen handed the peeled egg to Xun Er, and used a handkerchief to wipe the corner of his mouth that was dirty from drinking the porridge.    

    

"I met Mu Jin when I was about to leave this morning. He told me about it." Xu Yanlin was furious as he thought about it. He threw the bun into the bowl and gritted his teeth as he said to Mu Chen, "Mu Shisi, why are you so petty? "I just don't want to go to the south to investigate about the salt fields, but you actually wrote a letter asking the King to send me here to open a mine. Is there anyone who would scam their brother like you?"    

    

"I think you're quite suitable."    

    

"Dad, I want to eat barbecue." Xun Er ate half a chicken egg, pointed at the barbeque in the distance, and shouted while pulling Mu Chen's sleeve.    

    

"Alright." Mu Chen hurriedly picked up a barbeque for him.    

    

"Daddy, eat more. Mama said that you are tired from going out to work, eat more, eat more, only after eating enough will you have the strength to accompany Xun Er to ride a big horse."    

    

"Hahaha …" Hearing Xun Er's words, Xu Yanlin could not help but burst out laughing, "Zi An, in your son's eyes, you only have this little use."    

    

"Nope." Xun Er retorted, "Daddy is very powerful. He knows everything."    

    

Seeing Xun Er angrily speak up for Mu Chen, Xu Yanlin felt that it was interesting. He reached out his hands to pinch's cheeks, but suddenly thought of his teacher back in the capital. He wondered how Wen Rui was doing, and whether the child in his stomach had done anything to him.    

    

"Zi An, when are you going back to the capital?" Xu Yanlin asked.    

    

"After a period of time, when Jinglee's womb has settled down, we will go back." They had been out long enough, it was time to go back.    

    

Xu Yanlin was silent for a moment, then said: "No, you have to wait for me to finish dealing with the mine before you can go back." He wanted to leave him here by himself, but there was no way.    

    

"I'll have the prince replace you." Stay, no way.    

    

Xu Yanlin thought for a moment, then nodded his head, "That's fine too."    

    

"Father, why isn't Mama up yet?" Xun Er looked around after eating his fill, seeing that Shen Jingli had not come, he asked.    

    

Hearing that, Xu Yanlin looked at Mu Chen ambiguously, his eyes looking as wretched as they could get.    

    

Mu Chen was too lazy to argue with him, he picked Xun Er up and placed him on the ground, instructing Nian Hua to take him out to play, then leisurely said: "Wait, go take a look at the Twin Puppet School in the village."