Wei Qiang dreamed again.

In the dream, strings of firecrackers were set off, and the red paper and wedding money in the sky spread the bluestone roads in Pingnan City layer by layer, and the child chasing the wedding team was smiling.

But he couldn't hear these sounds.

The Pingnan Prince's Mansion was decorated with lights and he was dressed in wedding clothes to toast among the guests.

When the last person was honored, a riot suddenly broke out.

Someone shouted: "Princess Qingyang has broken out on a horse!"

This is the only sound he heard in this festive season.

Then, he rode on the horse and desperately chased the woman in a big red wedding dress ahead.

He knew he had to catch up with her, or the nightmare scene would soon appear before him.

She fell off the horse's back, and her gorgeous wedding dress spread out and fell into a pool of blood.

"Luoer, Luoer, stop—"

I have done this dream so many times that although I am in the dream, I know clearly what will happen every moment.

In the dream, Luoer was like that night twelve years ago, and he never looked back when he heard his call behind him.

Even though she fell off the horse and died in front of the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, she did not look back at him.

one two three……

He knew that at most three numbers, Luo'er was about to be shot and fell down from his horse.

He became more anxious and shouted loudly.

one--

two--

three--

Wei Qiang in the dream was extremely shocked, and his heartache was waiting for that scene to happen.

That kind of powerlessness and pain have been experienced thousands of times.

But at this moment, the lonely and brave figure on the horse's back suddenly changed.

She turned around.

"Miss Luo——" Wei Qiang suddenly sat up, his face pale, and he was breathing heavily.

The next moment, he immediately looked at the person beside the pillow.

The person next to the pillow was still sleeping soundly, but he seemed to hear the movement and frowned slightly.

Wei Qiang stared at Chaohua for a while, then he breathed a sigh of relief and leaned on the sing pillow to recall the dream he had just now.

He started to do that dream one after another after the night twelve years ago, and it has gradually decreased in recent years. It is only when the occasional emotional fluctuation is occasionally caused to fall into a nightmare again.

Nightmare never changes.

No matter how anxious and heartbroken he was, the heartbreaking scene was still happening again and again.

Every nightmare ends when Luoer falls from the horse and dies tragically before him.

Then he woke up.

But this time it actually changed.

Luo'er turned around, and what he saw... was Miss Luo's face.

How could it be Miss Luo—

Wei Qiang rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little ridiculous and a little clear.

He is thinking about something on the day and dreaming about something on the night.

Luo'er, Miss Luo - the two faces intertwined in front of his eyes and finally slowly overlapped.

Wei Qiang was no longer sleepy, so he gently got off the bed, slammed his shoes and walked out.

Staring at the door where the figure disappeared, he quietly opened his eyes to the flower.

There was horror in my eyes.

The man called Miss Luo!

He first asked her repeatedly if Miss Luo looks like the princess, then he raised Xiuyue indirectly, and then dreamed of Miss Luo again...

Is it that dream?

In recent years, the prince rarely stayed in her room, and occasionally had a nightmare in her room a few times.

He hugged her tightly in his arms and mentioned the dream scene intermittently.

Powerless, and fragile.

But she could only sneer in her heart.

In her opinion, that dream was God's punishment for him.

He had nightmares every night and couldn't be at peace.

But now, Chaohua suddenly felt that it was no longer Wei Qiang's nightmare, but her nightmare.

That man must have seen the shadow of the princess from Miss Luo!

Next, will he get involved in Miss Luo?

He could not think of harming the princess for the second time!

Qiao Hua bit her lips tightly and stood up quietly.

She didn't even wear shoes and just walked barefoot on the cold floor tiles.

It was late at night and it was quiet.

Wei Qiang stood at the door of the main hall and looked outside.

The door was opened, and the night wind blew in, blowing the hem of the snow-white clothes flying.

If an ordinary woman saw it, she might think that meeting a banished immortal by chance is heartbreaking.

But in Chaohua's eyes, this is an evil ghost wearing human skin.

How could he harm the princess for the first time? He also wanted to harm the second time!

"Your Highness, it's windy at night—" Dou Ren, who was on the night, bent his waist and persuaded Wei Qiang to go back to the inner room to rest.

Wei Qiang didn't move, and stood like that for a long time before whispering: "Tomorrow, Miss Luo's cook is here, you can arrange someone to keep an eye on..."

Hiding behind the curtain of the flower, she didn't dare to get too close. The words she heard were enough to make her heart frightened.

She watched Dou Ren's figure disappear at the door coldly. The man stood for a while and turned around and walked back.

He gently retreated to the flower, and gradually retreated from the Ming room to the bedroom, and lay back on the couch.

She heard a slight sound of footsteps getting closer.

If I were asleep, I would definitely not hear such footsteps.

Then, the man lay down next to him.

"Yu Niang--" The man's low call sounded.

Chaohua closed his eyes and had no response.

"Yu Niang--" shouted a little louder.

Chaohua moved his eyebrows and asked vaguely, "What's wrong?"

She knew that if she had no reaction, it would make the other party suspicious.

If the sleeping person is called, if the voice is slightly louder, he will respond more or less. However, this response is more like an instinct, and he wakes up on the second day and has almost no memory.

And her response really comforted the heart of the man who quietly went out and returned.

The man stopped saying a word and gently pulled up the brocade quilt and put it on his body.

The breathing sounds in my ears gradually became even and long.

Chaohua didn't sleep or move.

It took her a long time to open her eyes quietly after suffering like this.

The window curtain is pulled and the changes in the light outside cannot be sensed.

Chaohua guessed that it was almost dawn.

The new day is about to begin, and this man has set his sights on the princess and Xiuyue.

Even though she was prepared for her, she did not show any expression when she contacted Xiuyue, she could not stop the man from reaching out to the princess.

He is the prince now and will be the emperor in the future. It is too easy to harm a woman.

What should she do to protect the princess and Xiuyue?
To be continued...