Dress as a princess to be a group pet

Chapter 1795 Back to the Past 7
"Lian'er, you are so anxious to death, why did you fall into the lake? If you didn't die, Yue Cang's child was rescued, wouldn't you be drowned?"

mother? ? ?
Wanwan's eyes widened. . .

this woman. .This beautiful woman who looks to be in her 20s. . .

She actually claimed to be her mother. . .

They all called her one by one, did she really become Shangguan Chulian?

God. .Can anyone tell her. .What is going on here. . .

Isn't Shangguan Chulian already dead?
Could it be. .Could it be that. . .

She went back to the past?

That's the only way to explain it. . .

Because she went back to the past. .

That's why the Sikong Yuecang she saw was so young. . .

Because she went back to the past. .

Therefore, Shangguan Chulian is still alive. . .

She is. .Did it turn out to be a few years ago?
This is too surprising. . .

"Lian'er, why don't you speak, don't scare your mother..."

Seeing that Wan Wan was just staring at her blankly, the pretty woman suddenly showed an anxious look on her face.

She stretched out her hand and gently stroked Wanwan's cheek, and said softly, "Lian'er, are you scared? Don't be afraid, mother is here...don't be afraid..."

"I... what's wrong with me?"

Wanwan opened his mouth, his voice a little astringent. .Also a little immature. . .

Listen to the voice. .her current age. .It should be back to the eight or nine years old when I just crossed over. . .

The beautiful woman sighed softly, and looked at the bend with loving eyes, "Lian'er, you suddenly disappeared a few days ago, your father sent many people out to look for you, but there is no news at all." ..."

"This morning...the Fourth Prince sent someone to tell you that you were with him, and Mother rushed over here in a hurry...you...how did you fall into the lake in the palace..."

Wanwan shook his head, "I don't remember..."

She didn't know anything about Lian'er's childhood.

So, I can only say that I don't remember anything. .It will not make people suspicious. . .

(End of this chapter)