The autumn night was cold, and her tears, with a scorching temperature, were hot and wet, flowing along his fingers, like a pool of boiling spring water. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qi Yuanzhang's hand was on her face, almost burning the heat.

Jiang Shi whimpered, and his voice gradually lowered. He gently removed his hand and called "A-Ning" to hold her in his arms: "What kind of scary dream did you have?"

Jiang's face was wet and cold, shivering in his arms, trembling all over, and the words in his mouth were still vague, so that people could not hear clearly or understand.

Qi Yuanzhang tried hard to distinguish in the dark, but only heard a few broken words-King Xia, Kasawa...... And the pretty girl. Every time she said a word, she would cry and shout "pretty girl", and every time she shouted "pretty girl", there was a chilling sadness.

Since getting married, several years have passed in a flash.

Qi Yuanzhang had never seen such a Jiang family.

Although she was always soft-tempered and timid, she usually encountered something she was afraid of, and at most she turned pale or suddenly let out a low exclamation.

Qi Yuanzhang couldn't help but think about what kind of dream it should be to make people look like this.

He frowned, hugged her, and lowered his voice to comfort her: "Aunt Qiao is fine, Aunt Qiao is fine, sleep in the house." ”

There was someone on duty in the girl's house, and if something really happened, someone would have come to report it.

If no one comes to report it, it proves that people are safe and sound and sleep soundly.

Qi Yuanzhang said repeatedly, repeatedly persuading: "It's just a dream, it's good to wake up now." ”

What Xiangguo is going to die, what Qiaogu is going to be killed, it's just a nightmare.

But after he finished speaking, Jiang grabbed his clothes, and said in a frightened tone, "Wen Qian, you can't die, you can't die!" She kept chanting the words "can't die".

In the silence of the night, the young woman's voice was as heavy as Mount Tai.

Qi Yuanzhang was terrified when he heard this, and couldn't help but wonder if he was dreaming. Suddenly, he pinched himself hard.

The pain swept over in an instant.

His eyelids jumped in pain, and his face changed.

One is pain, and the other is fear.

He heard Jiang saying that after fifteen, King Xia would lead his troops over Kasawa.

But the Xia Kingdom was a vassal state of the Xiang State, and the Xia King was a vassal of the Jianan Emperor. Generations, it's been like this. How could King Xia lead his troops over Kasawa?

Not to mention, this Kasawa River is not a successful way that anyone can cross if they want to.

Between the two countries, since ancient times, there has been a wide river.

The Xia people are not good at water, and they don't have much shipbuilding technology. Almost all the ships that come and go on the Kasazawa River belong to Xiangguo. If the Xia people want to cross Kasawa by boat, not to mention the difficulty of climbing to the sky, it is by no means an easy task.

What Jiang said is more like nonsense.

A boring, impossible joke.

Qi Yuanzhang decided that she was dreaming.

Even if you open your eyes, you are still in a dream.

He had thought she had a terrible nightmare, but now that he thought about it, he thought it was a strange dream that had no meaning. He took her shoulder in his arms, patted her back carelessly, and gradually became a little impatient: "Okay, okay, what's so scary." ”

But Jiang stared at him in the darkness and called him "Wen Qian" one after another.

"Wenqian" is his word.

She has always called him "uncle", and rarely calls him like this.

Qi Yuanzhang was a little puzzled.

Jiang said, King Xia is coming in, King Xia is going to kill you!

He told her not to talk nonsense.

But Jiang didn't listen, and the words in his mouth slowly became clear and intelligible. It's just that her words still sound like babbling.

Qi Yuanzhang finally opened the tent, turned over and got out of bed, and pulled his shoes to light the lamp.

With a slight "snort", the room instantly lit up.

He turned around, and at a glance he saw the open tent, and the embroidery patterns on it became shadowy and unpredictable under the light of the lamp.

The people in the tent were curled up, their hands clasped around their knees, hugging themselves tightly.

Her black hair fell like a waterfall, covering most of her face.

Qi Yuanzhang looked at it and saw it, and there was a faint hair in his heart.

Such a Jiang family doesn't seem to be the person who shared a bed with him and gave birth to a daughter.

He approached with the lamp in his hand and tried to pull her hand, only to scream and cut the back of her hand. The woman's nails were long and sharp, and after trimming, they were as sharp as knives.

The light in his hand flickered, and he immediately retracted his hand.

But if you look closely, two shallow blood marks have already been clearly imprinted on the back of his hand.

Qi Yuanzhang was a little annoyed, he didn't understand how Jiang was dreaming, and he was scared like this. He suppressed his displeasure, put the lamp on the low table beside him, and reached out to pull her again: "A-Ning, get up, go wash your face, and tell me what kind of dream you have." ”

He had the intention to call the maid to come in and serve her, but Jiang's appearance really didn't look like it was easy for outsiders to see. Qi Yuanzhang still had palpitations about the sentence she said just now, "Xiangguo is going to die".

He pulled Jiang up to his feet.

Jiang didn't struggle again this time, but his black hair spread out, and the face that appeared behind him was full of horror.

After Qi Yuanzhang saw it, he lost his mind for a moment, and almost thought that she was afraid of herself.

Until she looked at him with those scattered and exhausted eyes, and said in grief: "My son, ...... dead."

Only then did Qi Yuanzhang realize that what she was afraid of was not him, but what she said herself.

She decided that Qiaogu was dead.

She was sad and desperate.

But Aunt Qiao is not dead!

Qi Yuanzhang talked to her for a long time, but it seemed that it was useless.

She called him Wen Qian and told him not to die, but when she looked at him, it was like looking at a stranger. She knew who he was, but her eyes were full of confusion when she looked at him.

Qi Yuanzhang saw that she couldn't calm down for a long time, and finally raised his voice to call someone in.

"Go get a doctor. He frowned, his eyes fixed on Jiang for a moment.

It's going to be a nightmare.

He thought.

I think it can't be an evil one, right?

As soon as he let go, Jiang hid back in the tent and shrank in the corner, as if he was afraid of light and people. She had words in her mouth, and she said things that made her heart beat and felt ridiculous.

For a moment, Qi Yuanzhang even thought about asking someone to bring his daughter over.

But Jiang's current appearance made Taiwei see it, and he was afraid that he would be scared out of the symptoms.

He didn't dare.

Soon, the doctor was invited, took a pulse through the tent, talked nonsense, and finally said, "Let's take a few medicines to nourish the gods and try them first." ”

It doesn't sound like there's something wrong with it.

But Qi Yuanzhang thought about the appearance of the Jiang family, and his heart was uneasy, so he invited the doctor to talk to the side alone.