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From this chapter on, modern Changsun Chong has been combined with ancient Changsun Chong. Later, Changsun Modern's parents are unanimously called Changsun Dad and Changsun Mom; the parents of the Tang Dynasty will be named Changsun Wuji, Changsun Dad, Mother, and Dou.

The weak divine claw shouts, new people and new books, if you read this book, please give me some advice and collection. I am grateful to you, thank you.

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Changsun Chong had woken up for half an hour. He thought that he was still in the end of the world just now, and thought he was dreaming. Unexpectedly, he seemed to have been sent to another dynasty. Seeing the people in the house dressed in ancient costumes and furniture, he was very sure that this was definitely not a movie, but a dream. He pinched his thighs hard and used too much force, so that his face was so ferocious that it was a ferocious maid who brought the medicine.

It hurts so much, and it hurts so deeply, it is definitely not a dream!

The old man with white beard actually said it was true and sent him to ancient times. As for whether it was the Tang Dynasty, it remains to be verified. Look at the many vases and other antiques on Duobao Pavilion not far away. These should be exchanged for a lot of time energy!

"Young Master, Young Master, what's wrong with your face?" The little maid quickly put down the medicine bowl in her hand, touched Changsun Chong's face with both hands, and pressed Changsun Chong's face lightly and appropriately with her soft little hands.

The little maid's tender face is red and round, with a baby fat, with a pair of girls standing up, with a few small flowers on her hair, her big eyes reveal concern, tears in her mouth, she can't get rid of it, the water is shimmering, which makes Changsun Chong soften her heart. Fortunately, I am still serving me now, and I accidentally smell a faint fragrance. I looked down and looked down. Oh, the benefits are great, with a big neckline, along the white and slender neck, two beautifully shaped buns stand tall, and they look graceful, as if they were tart with red bean paste on top, which is even more mouth-watering and salivating!

Changsun Chong quickly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, suppressing the trend of his head rising and awakening. He was very lustful, but he was definitely not a chromogenic embryo without any limits, and he would never attack underage girls inhumanity.

"What's your name? Are you an adult?" Changsun Chong closed his eyes. As long as she said she was an adult, she would find some time to deal with her today, otherwise the brothers below would be unhonest.

When the little maid heard this, the young master was in a coma for three days and couldn't remember her. She was so scared that she cried, and tears as big as beans kept flowing down.

"Young Master, how could you forget the little mantou? Xiao Mantou followed the young master at the age of five. It's been eight years now, and I'm one year younger than the eldest master." Xiao Mantou stopped massaged Changsun, covered his face and cried loudly. The movement of his two round little arms covering his face squeezed the two round and plump steamed buns that had just been round and full, and trembled with the crying, and the waves rolled.

Oh? The little steamed bun is not worthy of its name. The previous "small" should be removed, and the others are really the same as steamed buns!

He served him at the age of five. Now he has been eight years old. Isn’t he just thirteen? The Buddha who killed thousands of swords is only thirteen, and he has developed so well! There is no hormone milk powder or food now. He has developed so well at the age of thirteen. Be good! That is also a gift!

He is one year younger than him, so he is less than fourteen years old now, which is the age of a junior high school student. Unexpectedly, although he is fat, he is developing well. No wonder he is easily impulsive when seeing beautiful women.

Changsun disobediently to his brothers below, and began to look up and make trouble again! Facing the girl who was a junior high school student, he could not turn into a werewolf, so he showed off his desire. He quickly pulled the quilt on the side to cover his lower body.

"Uh... Little Mantou, don't cry. Master, my head hurts very much. I didn't remember it for a while. When Master, I'll get better, I'll buy you jewelry!" Changsun Chong comforted the little Mantou who was about to twitch in tears, his voice was a little hoarse.

Xiao Mantou put down his hand, his eyes were red, and he stretched out his small fingers to pick the itchy left cheek on his face, and asked while crying, "Really?"

"Really, it's more real than real gold!" Changsun Chong quickly promised, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xiao Mantou's crying less and less.

"Then you can only give it to me, not the little bun!" Seeing that the young master was much more energetic, Xiao Mantou regained the little girl's delicacy before she could even dry her tears.

Changsun Chong felt chills. He was absolutely shameless before, and even the name he married to his personal maid was so imaginative!

"Okay, I'll only give it to you!" Changsun Chong finally coaxed Xiao Mantou and touched his forehead. "Little Mantou, you know, I have a headache. I forgot even you. Others can't remember it even more. Can you tell me about the situation at home? For example, my father, my mother, my brothers and sisters."

When the young master said he could not remember the past, Xiao Mantou's eyes were filled with tears in an instant.

"Stop! Stop!" Changsun Chong couldn't stand the woman's tears. Although the one in front of him was not a woman, it was only a matter of time. "If I cry again, I will buy jewelry for Xiao Baozi!"

When Xiao Mantou heard this, it was a big deal. If the young master bought jewelry for Xiao Baozi, wouldn’t it crawl onto her head?

In the blink of an eye, he put away his tears, held the young master's hand and said, "Little Mantou, let's say this, let's say this!"

Oh, this voice is so good at acting cute! Changsun Chong felt his mind and body rippling, but the most important thing now is to quickly learn what the situation is now, and quickly put away Brother Pig's face.

"Young Master, your name is Changsun Chong..."

Oh, it's not bad, the name has not changed, but the only one who shares the same name with him is the "Changsun Chong" of the Tang Dynasty! Could it be that everything in the dream before was true? That white-bearded old man sent him into the Tang Dynasty?

"Are I the one who was the eldest grandson of the Tang Dynasty who rushed over?"

Xiao Mantou saw Changsun Chong’s face full of doubts, thinking that the young master is so pitiful now. He really doesn’t remember who he is. He wasn’t deliberately joking with her!

"The master is Changsun Wuji, and the young master is the eldest son of the master, so naturally the eldest grandson is the eldest grandson." Xiao Mantou whispered.

Changsun Wuji? A great man in history, now he has become his father? Changsun Chong grew up and couldn't stop talking in surprise!

The disappearance of Changsun Chong was spreading so amazing, but all of this had nothing to do with Changsun Chong, because he has now become the eldest son of Changsun Wuji during the Tang Dynasty.

Although Changsun Chong missed his parents, it has become a fact now. He had to find a way to go back or send a dream to his parents in the future so that they would not worry. He lived a good life in another world.

"Then is my aunt the current empress?" Changsun Chong asked uncertainly. If this question is confirmed, he would definitely come to the early years of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty.

Xiao Mantou nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, Empress Changsun is a virtuous queen, a role model for women all over the world, and a pride of our Changsun family." Xiao Mantou is very proud of his deep affection and honor.
Chapter completed!