The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

As soon as he opened his eyes, a big-faced pancake suddenly appeared in front of him.

Song Yan's face changed slightly, and he was about to take action under conditioned reflex, but he was restrained halfway through.

He was startled, and then he saw clearly that the person in front of him was Chi Chi.

Song Yan was dumbfounded, "What are you doing so close?"

Slowly letting go of his hand, "I didn't notice that your eyelashes are quite long, I want to count how many."

"..." Forget it, thinking about it and knowing that this is something he can do.

Song Yan rubbed his eyebrows and asked him, "How long have I slept?"

Seeing that he hasn't recovered yet, he smiled, "I slept all night."

"One night?" Song Yan frowned, "So long? You've been here with me all the time?"

"No, I came here early in the morning."

Song Yan laughed, "Do you believe that I am Song Yan now?"

The two came back and forth, and when they talked, they didn't seem to have been separated for many years, and they even knew each other very well.

After sitting back late, after listening to his words, he immediately got up again, with a bit of a bad expression, "Of course I believe it, after all, my mother said that you look very similar to Emperor Li, and your nose also resembles that of the Su family. "

"I do..." Song Yan suddenly sat up, "Your mother??"

"That's right." Chi Chi blinked innocently, "You passed out of a coma yesterday, and the great grandfather said you had to sleep all night. I am a considerate person, seeing that Bie Zhuang has no one to serve, beside you. The guards here are all rude, they must not be able to take care of you, so I carried you... back to the Hou residence."

Song Yan's expression was about to crack, and this dude actually took him home while he was unconscious.

"So, godfather and godmother have seen me?" Song Yan only felt his scalp go numb.

"I've seen it." Chichi replied affirmatively, "By the way, my mother said that if you woke up, hurry up and notify her, and I'll call someone."

"Eh, wait, don't..."

Chi Chi didn't hear it, and a gust of wind blew out the door of the room.

Song Yan's hand stretched out in mid-air, but only caught Lonely. He slowly retracted it, landed weakly on the quilt, and then tightened the quilt on his leg a little nervously.

It's over, his mind is blank now, and he doesn't know what to do at all.

Chi Chi went out and roared, and after a while, Gu Yundong and Shao Qingyuan came in.

Song Yan raised his head and saw that the person who seemed to have not changed for many years was getting closer and closer.

He opened his mouth and shouted dryly, "Godfather, godmother, I..." came back.

The voice was as soft as it was on the tip of the tongue, and the other three didn't hear it at all.

Gu Yundong had already walked to the edge of the bed in three or two steps, looked at his face carefully, and asked, "How do you feel? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

Song Yan subconsciously shook his head.

Shao Qingyuan had already stepped forward, and when he came, he took the pulse of his wrist.

After a while, he retracted his hand and said, "It's okay, just follow what Grandpa said later, pay attention to rest, take medicine on time, and your body will recover."

Gu Yundong breathed a sigh of relief, then glared at Song Yan and said, "You are really, you were poisoned three years ago, and you have only come to Xuanhe Mansion until now. I heard Yan Lin say, how many times have you been poisoned? "

Song Yan felt a little guilty and nodded slowly, thinking that Yan Lin really knew everything in front of his godfather and godmother, and he had never been so obedient to his father.