White Hedge Dream

Chapter 68 Morning Rise

The child remained asleep.

Zhuang Li held his sword and stared at it for a moment, but there was no change.

She slowly sat down, the sword dissipated, and she exhaled softly. She looked down at the messy and broken clothes, as well as the marks on her body that were burned by fire and scratched by wild beasts. She felt no pain in the dream, but she could feel tired.

There were actually forbidden objects placed in the palace.

But it’s not surprising. Madam Zhuang once said, the world is so big, how can you be the only monster?

Of course, this was to understand her heart.

Tao is the birth of all things, and you will have it. Let her not feel inferior, blame herself, give up on herself, and let her not be arrogant.

She is not arrogant, she first sent a silk flower in to try.

The silk flower did not touch the forbidden object.

She tried to fall asleep again and took a look at Bai Ying, but there was nothing strange.

Why was it suddenly triggered this time?

Is it because she asked too many questions? Too long?

Zhuang Li breathed out again and turned to look at the child next to him.

The child is still sleeping quietly. A person's dreams should be changeable...

This is too strange.

Zhuang Li suddenly pounced on him, and the next moment he disappeared on the spot. The child was still sleeping peacefully. A moment later, Zhuang Li reappeared and sat next to the child again. He looked even more surprised at the child's expression.

The dream within the dream is still sleeping, and even the dream within the dream within the dream is sleeping quietly like this, layer upon layer of dreams, sleeping in such a dreamless state.

interesting.

Zhuang Li looked at the child.

I don’t know if he is a real child or an adult. Why is he sleeping in a dream?

However, no matter how interesting it is, it can't be left here. Zhuang Li looked at his palms that were starting to fade.

If she didn't wake up before the incense burned out, she wouldn't wake up, which would be bad.

The last time she was trapped in a dream and couldn't come back, Mr. Zhuang had already risked his life to wake her up. Now Mr. Zhuang is gone...

Zhuang Li approached the little boy and reached out to pinch his little face.

"Hey!" she shouted suddenly.

In the silence, the sound was like thunder, and with his hands pinching his cheeks, the sleeping child suddenly opened his eyes.

A woman in front of him smiled slightly at him, and the next moment it disappeared like smoke.

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In the woodshed shrouded in green light, Shangguan Yue sat up suddenly, panting violently, and at the same time turned over and got out of bed.

Reb, who was sleeping among the firewood in the corner, stood up instantly and jumped in front of him.

"Master?" he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Shangguan Yue looked at him in the darkness, her eyes solemn and a little confused.

"Reb?" he asked.

Reb became even more nervous. Why didn't he recognize his appearance? The next moment, he felt Shangguan Yue pinching his arm...

"It hurts..." Shangguan Yue murmured, "Then this is not a dream."

Reb came to his senses and asked, "Master, are you having a nightmare?"

Shangguan Yue said nothing, lost in thought.

It looked like he was frightened by a nightmare. Rebbe breathed a sigh of relief and said a little funny: "Why is the young master frightened by a nightmare?"

Not a child.

Shangguan Yue's body remained tense and did not speak. He was indeed frightened.

If he seemed to be dreaming when he seemed to be asleep on the boat last time, then this time it was definitely a dream.

A very real dream.

He reached out and touched his cheek, and he could still feel the faint pain.

The woman in the dream pinched his face.

Also, that face was so clear, so clear that I had seen it before somewhere.

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The hanging curtain was suddenly pulled open, Zhuang Li leaned out and grabbed the tea on the bedside with trembling hands, but the world was spinning and he couldn't help opening his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and the teacup was swept to the ground and shattered.

The voice was particularly loud in the misty green light.

Haruyue was worried about the young lady, so she purposely slept in the wing room of Toji's room. She kept tossing and turning all night, and finally fell asleep. In her chaotic dreams, she was wandering over mountains and ridges, floods and seas of fire, and she couldn't sleep well. She woke up when she heard the sound of breaking teacups. He immediately ran over and saw Zhuang Li lying beside the bed, with a broken teacup and bright red blood on the ground.

“Young Madam—”…

…

Mrs. Dongyang Hou stood up in a hurry, and Mrs. Xu was supporting her: "Slow down, slow down."

Hongxing got some clothes for Mrs. Dongyang Hou to put on, and all the maids and maids in the house also came in.

There were chaotic figures in the blue light.

Mrs. Dongyang Hou put on her coat and her servant combed her hair.

"What's going on? What happened if you're fine? Are you vomiting blood?" She asked repeatedly, and angrily, "Don't she know how to see a doctor? She's not feeling well, why didn't she drink Bupleurum soup?"

Mother Xu said in a low voice: "Last night, the prince stayed at Aunt Mei's place."

Mrs. Dongyanghou suddenly turned her head, and the woman combing her hair was caught off guard and pulled her hair. Mrs. Dongyanghou took a deep breath.

"Madam, this slave is stupid." The woman combing her hair trembled and was about to kneel down.

"Okay." Mrs. Dongyang Hou waved her hands in annoyance, simply pulled a bun in front of the mirror, and stood up. The previous nervousness faded a bit and was replaced by annoyance. !”

Xu's mother smiled and said: "You are young after all..."

I just want to have **** with my husband, and naturally I can’t stand seeing my husband go to other women’s houses.

then…..

She glanced at Mrs. Hou of Dongyang. Because she didn't put on makeup, her face could not hide the traces of time. When her skin was smooth and smooth, youthful and charming, she looked at Mr. Hou hugging her from left to right, and she was hiding in bed at night crying.

Woman.

Mother Xu sighed inwardly.

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Zhou Jingyun was simply wrapped in a robe without a belt. He was wearing soft shoes, which showed that he came here in a hurry.

He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the ground. The blood had been wiped away, leaving only wet stains. He looked at the woman on the bed again, her face pale.

Her body was already thin and frail, and now she was even more weak and languid, as if her energy had been drained away.

The maids were all screened out of the door.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Jingyun asked in a low voice. Without waiting for Zhuang Li to speak, he hesitated and said, "I went to Aunt Mei's place just to show off. I didn't..."

It's a little embarrassing when I say this.

It was so personal to say between two strangers.

Moreover, he explained this as if Zhuang Li really cared about it.

She couldn't really get angry because he was close to another woman, could she?

Zhou Jingyun looked at the ground again.

"Your Majesty, I'm fine, I just didn't sleep well." Zhuang Li said softly.

But after talking about it, I felt that this explanation was not quite right.

She slept well when Zhou Jingyun slept with her. But after just one night away, she couldn't sleep well?

The atmosphere in the room was slightly stagnant for a moment.

"I have always had an old illness, and if I do it, I won't be able to sleep well." Zhuang Li hurriedly explained again.

Because of the old illness, Zhou Jingyun thought of what she had said that it was once very dangerous, and Mr. Zhuang spent all his energy to save her.

"I'm going to ask the doctor to take a look." He said hurriedly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the chaotic footsteps outside, mixed with the greetings of the maids and maids, "Madam." "Madam is here."

He quickly stood up. Mrs. Dongyang Hou had already entered, and Zhuang Li was also pushing himself to sit up.

"Okay, lie down." Mrs. Dongyang Hou glanced at her and said angrily, then glanced outside the door. Aunt Mei, who was crowded among the maids and didn't even comb her hair, panicked and hid back.

It’s also something that has no place on the stage and no rules! The newlyweds haven't even been married for a month yet, why are they so anxious to drag someone into their house?

Mrs. Dongyang Hou breathed out.

"I asked someone to ask for Dr. Sun." She said and glanced at Zhuang Li, "I know you know medical skills, but there is a saying that doctors don't heal themselves. For your own sake and for Jingyun's peace of mind, you'd better let the Dr. Take a look."

Zhuang Li saluted on the bed: "Thank you, mother, for frightening you."

Seeing that she accepted it, Zhou Jingyun then followed up and saluted: "Mother was shocked."

Mrs. Dongyang Hou snorted in her heart and waited for her daughter-in-law to finish speaking before speaking. Why, you don't dare to make the decision yourself?

How dare you sleep with your aunt just a few days after you came back?

Are you afraid of your wife or not?

When the morning light shone brightly, Mother Huang, who had gone to invite the imperial physician, came back, but this time she still did not bring the imperial physician Sun, but Zhang Shilin.

"Doctor Sun has been asked to leave again." Huang's mother said.

Mrs. Dongyang Hou was a little embarrassed. Over and over again, she couldn't even invite an imperial doctor, and she was too embarrassed in front of her daughter-in-law.

"What? What happened to the grandson of another family?" she said angrily.

"It's not outside, it's in the palace." Huang's mother whispered the news she heard in Taiyuan Hospital. "They were called away before dawn. Not only Dr. Sun, but also the entire Taiyuan Hospital went."

In the palace? Mrs. Dongyang Hou was a little surprised. With such a big battle, was the emperor or the empress sick?