The Whole Family Went Crazy Listening To My Thoughts, I Was Responsible For Feeding

“Really, you think it’s cruel too?”

“I don’t know which thief could be so ruthless! It is said that he also has many valuable things.” Zhu Mo drooled with envy.

"I'm talking about the God Realm." Lu Chaochao said with a dark face.

 The world of gods is so cruel.

In recent years, those who have not been able to find out the accounts have all blamed themselves, right?

 She suddenly understood what Emperor Fengdu said, it was terrible.

Lu Chaochao looked gloomy, but he had no desire to take revenge on the God Realm.

 The building will collapse, and the people will always suffer.

 There is a fundamental problem in the divine world.

 The entire divine realm has been eaten away and decayed.

Lu Chaochao waved his hand: "You guys go out, I want to take a nap."

Zhu Mo didn't understand why she was suddenly sad, so Xie Yuzhou dragged him out of the door.

 Lu Chaochao was lying on the bed in a daze.

“You think, was I right to save the world?”

 The boy appeared beside her silently.

 Lean forward, picked up the quilt, and covered Lu Chaochao.

“When I offered sacrifices, I never thought about becoming a **** in the hearts of the people, nor did I think about transcending the divine realm and becoming the supreme god.”

 The young man said in a low voice: "I know."

"But they were on guard against me..." They even began to erase the traces of her existence.

"Do you know why the heaven collapsed?" the young man asked her.

“Because the gods are no longer merciful and just, and the way of heaven has been eroded.”

“The way of heaven collapses, and all things cease to exist. Destroy everything, and perhaps new life will emerge. This is the destination of reincarnation of all things..."

“Chachao, it’s your sacrifice that brings back my last glimmer of clarity.”

"you are right."

“Thousands of people are innocent. They have never done anything wrong, but they have to bear the fault of the gods.”

As Lu Chaochao listened, he didn’t know when his depression would dissipate.

 While half asleep and half awake, he let out a soft hum.

 The thunder in my ears rang all night long.

  The second day.

I heard that the royal family stayed up all night, and the old emperor held up his sick body and took Nan Fengyu to open an altar to offer sacrifices and pray for God to appease his anger.

Poor old emperor knelt all night and passed out when he stood up the next day.

As the granddaughter of the old emperor, Lu Chaochao nominally had to accompany his mother to the palace to visit patients.

“What’s there to see? He’s almost dead anyway.” Lu Chaochao was wearing a pink skirt, pouting and not wanting to go out.

 “Hush, don’t dare to talk nonsense.” Mrs. Xu raised her finger.

 The couple took Lu Chaochao and entered the palace together.

Many courtiers were already kneeling outside the bedroom, and the Master of the Medical Immortal Valley, Jiang Gu, was standing outside the door.

Looking at Lu Chaochao, he smiled kindly at her.

Jiang Lin, whom Lu Chaochao rescued, is his direct grandson.

"Master Jiang Gu, come and see my father." Nan Fengyu's eyes were red. Tomorrow was the ceremony for Yi'er's ascension, but nothing could go wrong.

Jiang Guzhu didn't have a good look on Nan Fengyu.

The Su family almost harmed his grandchildren, and he hasn't asked for an explanation yet!

Jiang Guzhu was not under the control of the emperor. It was the blessing he received from the old emperor when he was in trouble in the Medical Immortal Valley.

Yixian Valley made an agreement to **** the royal family for a hundred years.

 Now, it’s the last year.

The old emperor lay dying on the dragon bed. When he saw Master Jiang Gu, his eyes rose with hope.

What emperor doesn’t desire longevity?

 In fact, every emperor’s ultimate pursuit is immortality.

 Hope to be immortal, hope to live forever, hope to be in control of power forever, and stand at the pinnacle of power.

After Diagnosing the pulse, Chief Jiang Gu couldn’t help but turn solemn, and his eyes were a bit suspicious.

“Your Majesty has already reached the end of his life, but the elixir is holding him back until today.”

"I caught the cold again last night and knelt down all night long. Now..." "I'm afraid I won't last seven days..."

 The old emperor's eyes narrowed.

Nan Fengyu prayed: "Master Jiang Gu, your Medical Immortal Valley is the descendant of the Medical Immortal from the God Realm. You must have a way to save people! Please Jiang Gu Master think of a way!"

Jiang Guzhu waved his hand.

“Although we are called the Valley of Medical Immortals, we are still mortals and cannot compare to the real Medical Immortals.”

"unless…"

Jiang Guzhu’s tone was hesitant.

“Unless you go to the elves. The elves have nothing to do with the world. They are gentle and simple, as pure as children. But they are favored by God..."

“The elves have extremely long lifespans and can live hundreds of years on average.”

“And their longevity...if they are willing, they can enjoy the longevity equally with their spouses.”

“This is also the reason why the elves were captured in large numbers.”

Nan Fengyu’s eyes were already a little cold.

“You mean to let my father marry the elves and enjoy the longevity of the elves? How outrageous!”

“Only the elves’ wives who are witnessed by heaven and earth can enjoy longevity together.”

"Are you saying that you want your father to dethrone your wife?"

Her eyes were slightly threatening, but Master Jiang Gu only smiled and said: "Jiang didn't mean this. Jiang is a kind-hearted doctor and just gives advice to patients."

Nan Fengyu’s eyes were dark.

How can she not understand that Medical Immortal Valley hates the Su family and their mother?

The old emperor waved his hand: "The elves have always lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and I'm afraid they are difficult to get close to." The emperor was out of breath as he spoke, and big drops of sweat fell from his forehead.

 A person who is on the verge of death has fire in his body and always cries out for heat. This is how it is.

Jiang Guzhu said calmly: "I heard that the elves have come out of the mountains recently. They have also been seen in the Southern Kingdom..."

Even though the old emperor has white hair, his eyes are burning.

 “Look, don’t hurt them!”

Nan Fengyu had a sullen face and stood to one side without speaking.

"Your Majesty, the imperial advisor is here." The **** reported in a low voice at the door.

"Feng Yu, you go down first." The emperor's voice was calm, but Nan Fengyu frowned slightly. As the imperial master entered the palace, she retreated unwillingly.

“Are Yun Niang and Zhao Yang here?” The old emperor was probably about to die, and he suddenly thought of Xu Shiyun.

 The **** lowered his head and said, "Waiting outside the palace."

 “Xuan.”

"Xuan, Princess Zhaoyang, Mrs. Xu comes into the palace." The **** shouted loudly, cautiously and honestly.

 After all, the **** beside the eldest princess disappeared silently into the palace, making many palace residents fearful.

"Hey, you've been poisoned..." Lu Chaochao suddenly said when he saw the old emperor.

　　　 Master Jiang Gu’s eyes were twitching in fear.

 No, no, are you so direct?

 The old emperor suddenly widened his eyes: "What did you say??!"

"Don't you feel it yourself? Are you stupid?" Lu Chaochao looked at him in surprise.

"Oh, that's right. This is the dream-weaver grass from the God Realm. It can make people die in their sleep without anyone noticing. The most obvious change is having more dreams. The things you desire most will appear in your dreams, making people die. I'm so attached to it that I can't bear to wake up."

“Of course a mortal doctor wouldn’t notice anything unusual.”

"Generally speaking, you will fall asleep after drinking. It is very consistent with the patient's physical condition..."

 The old emperor's initially suspicious eyes gradually became heavy. His lips trembled and his body was trembling.

 The old emperor was trembling all over.

 Nan Fengyu made his medicine himself, from boiling the medicine to feeding it, he never left it to anyone else.

 He even praised Nan Fengyu for his loyalty and filial piety many times.

 But now…

Lu Chaochao no longer cared about the old emperor, but looked at the Imperial Preceptor with a smile.

“Master, your fortune-telling is not accurate at all. You are in vain to be a master!”

 “Chaochao is not stingy at all.”

“The fate you gave me in Osmanthus Alley on the 8th day of last month was not accurate at all.” (End of this chapter)