The Concubine’s Daughter Comes Around

late at night.

"Extremely heavenly!" Dong Ling sat up abruptly from the bed, sweat was on his forehead, and the slight night breeze blowing in from the window made Dong Ling a little calmer, but his heart was still

Extremely worried.

She dreamed of Wu Jitian again, and saw Wu Jitian's increasingly thin voice worried about her, and she seemed to hear him whispering in his ear: "Come back, begging

Come back soon, okay, even in exchange for my life. "

When she heard here, Dong Ling was awakened instantly. She rubbed her temples, and the whole person seemed extremely tired. In recent times, she often didn't think about food or tea for searching for information.

I think that at night I often dream of Wu Jitian, and I miss Wu Jitian more and more.

Although it is said to be looking for information, how can such information be easily found. Searching through the Internet, all the novels and TV series movies come out. Such information

It's not even possible.

Dong Ling even wondered if he would be the first person to travel through ancient and modern China and abroad.

However, she did not give up, she would not give up until the last minute, she would return to Wu Jitian!

Dong Ling and the rich man had a long vacation there, saying that there was something to do.

Then I went to the library to search for information, and found some information on some bizarre websites.

She always believed that there would be a way to cross again.

One day ... two days ... one week ... half a month ...

Time passed quickly, Dong Ling still could not find any useful information. Also, in this world, anyone who crosses through will be regarded as the self-sexuality in the heart.

It is impossible to exist, how could there be information to record the traversal in such a world.

Dong Ling was lying tiredly at the computer desk, her head was full of Wu Jitian, she was very collapsed.

But no matter how tired, she always believed in Wu Jitian and the memories of crossing, if ordinary people, if you persist for a long time, you will think that these memories are

Fake, everything is just a more real dream.

But Dong Ling didn't, she missed Wu Jitian and love in her heart, all these are telling her that these memories are true!

It's just that I didn't find a way, I must go back! Dong Ling thought so, and then fell asleep at the computer desk. She had not slept for three days, and

It's time to take a good rest ...

In his sleep, the memories are still as usual, and then the scene changes to a place that Dong Ling has never seen.

"What's this? Where?" Dong Ling froze, staring blankly around.

Here is a white wonderland, with white soft clouds under the feet, and a gentle wind blowing through it, making Dong Ling feel relaxed and happy, and his heart is slightly calmed down, but in his mind

Still can't forget Wu Jitian.

"Little girl, come, sit here." A sound came from not far away, making Dong Ling turn around to look, an old man in white was sitting at a table made of clouds, drinking tea, seeing

Dong Ling smiled and waved at her.

Dong Ling hesitated, then stepped forward and asked: "Mr. Old, where is this? Who are you?"

"Haha, these are not important. The old man is just an ordinary old man, an old man who likes to listen to juniors." The old man said with a drink of tea.

The corner of Dong Ling's mouth twitched slightly, is it normal? Is it common to drink tea in such a place? You old man, I believe you a ghost.

"Haha, come, sit, and be polite, just like your own home." Laozi pointed to the chair beside him and motioned Dong Ling to sit down.

Dong Ling didn't know where he was now, and naturally sat down with the old man's intention.

"Little girl, if you have any troubles, you might as well talk to your husband, I, I like to talk to the junior."

Dong Ling breathed a sigh, and now the old man in front of her is naturally not an ordinary person. She knew in her heart that ordinary people can sit in this place to make tea?

Since she is not an ordinary person, she should be able to understand her and listen to her.

Dong Ling was also very upset in her heart during the recent period. She was also troubled by no one who could talk to her. She could only turn these troubles into finding ways to go back.

Motivate and work hard.

Dong Ling began to tell his story to the old man. When it came to Wu Jitian, Dong Ling's eyes suddenly softened, and he was full of love in every word.

The old man had a beard and listened to a sip of tea every now and then.

"So I'm looking for a way to go back now, but I haven't been able to find it ... I'm tired now, but the thought of him worrying about me in another world, for my weight loss,

There was a period of uncomfortableness in my heart, and I had the motivation to find and return to him. Talking about Dong Ling's eyes changed from exhaustion to firmness, that firm eyes let the old man

Looking also secretly nodded.

"Huh, thank you Grandpa, willing to listen to me talk about something, I feel more relaxed now." Dong Ling smiled and saluted the old man.

"Oh, it's okay, old man. I also like to listen to others. By the way, I also like to match with lovers." The old man has got up, his body with a smile on his face.

The ground blur disappeared ...

"Well." Dong Ling snorted in reality, and then the whole person lost consciousness ...

A day later, a city news: a woman was induced to comatose at home, this station appealed to the majority of young people to rest and rest ...

Still as usual, Wu Jitian came to Dong Ling's room. Still holding Dong Ling's hand and talking, now Wu Jitian's whole person can be said to have shrunk obviously,

Losing weight.

For Dong Ling, he didn't want to eat tea every day, and the reward order was added one after another, but no doctor could see the reason for Dong Ling's coma, all shaking his head.

Wu Jitian even broke down a bit, but for Dong Ling, he still had to work up. He couldn't fall. In case he fell, no one could protect Dong Ling.

At the imperial court, there is more and more talk now. Wu Jitian even thought about improper emperor, but he insisted for Dong Ling. If he does n’t do it now,

How can I protect Dong Ling and how can I cure her?

With this thinking, Wu Jitian persisted.

He sat in front of the bed and continued talking to Dong Ling. His eyes were still full of love for Dong Ling and full of worry.

Suddenly, the slim hand in his hand seemed to move a bit. At this moment, Wu Jitian naturally discovered it. He stood up in excitement and shouted loudly to the maid outside the door:

!! Call the doctor! "