While half dazed and half asleep, Mo Ling dreamed of a place, this place was shrouded in mist, all kinds of flowers she didn't know were competing to bloom, and the stone pillars and pavilions surrounded by mist were carved with cumbersome patterns, which inexplicably gave her an ancient atmosphere.

The scenery here is so beautiful that it's like being in paradise.

Mo Ling looked ahead in a daze, where is this? Could it be that she is dead?

Silently pinched himself, it didn't hurt... Is it a dream?

But why is the scenery in front of her so real, and it still feels familiar, but the problem is that she has never been here...

Just as Mo Ling was wondering where this familiarity came from, a chuckle like a silver bell suddenly sounded in his ears.

The footsteps involuntarily followed the sound and walked over, the further forward he went, the fog became bigger, Mo Ling squinted at the fog and stared ahead, it seemed to be a gazebo, and two figures could be faintly seen inside.

It seems to be a man and a woman, but the fog is really too big to see the faces of the two people, they seem to be talking about something...

The woman sat beside the man, dancing and talking, and the man couldn't see his movements, but he felt as if he was happy.

Are the two lovers? Although they can't see their appearance clearly, they can be seen from their figures.

Mo Ling just wanted to step forward to see what the two of them looked like, but suddenly the white light flashed in front of him and changed the scene.

The scene is surrounded by fog, but you can still see the fiery red flowers in front of you, that... Is it a rose?!

Mo Ling was stunned, there are roses in this era?

A man and a woman walked out of the fog in confusion, and they were the two people who had just been in the pavilion.

Still couldn't see the faces of the two clearly, the woman saw the rose in front of her, pulled the man's arm and said something happily.

The man touched her head, and through the mist, Mo Ling could feel the man's pampering.

Rolling her eyes, Nima dreamed of eating dog food!

Can it be done?

The white light flashed between the complaints, and the scene changed.

In this scene, the man is lying on the low floor and sleeping, and the woman is squatting beside him and looking at him, which is a very warm scene.

When Mo Ling was about to step forward, the scene changed again, she was like a bystander, watching the scene in front of her keep changing, watching the scenes of men and women getting along.

A sweet feeling rose in my heart.

It's a little funny when the idea comes out, and she's not that woman, which feels really inexplicable.

But now this scene... What's going on?

Why is there another woman standing next to the man? What about the woman?

Just as he was thinking that the woman had come out of the fog, he stopped when he saw the woman beside the man, and strode to the man's side for a few seconds, as if questioning him.

The man didn't know what he said, and the woman was very angry, so she conjured a sword out of thin air and pointed it at the other woman.

Mo Ling saw that his heart was in a groove, and the dream of feelings was full of fantasy!

stared straight ahead, and when he saw the next scene, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.

The man conjured a sword out of thin air, picked off the woman's sword, and then said something and held the other woman in his arms...

This dream is not only fantastical, but also very bloody!

Didn't the two of them pay you back just now, what the hell are they now?!

Could it be that the man cheated? and brought the junior to the main palace in a bright way? The main palace was angry and wanted to kill the little three, and the man protected the little three?

Wow! What a big drama of bull fork coaxing!!

His eyes were shining, and he continued to watch the play with great interest.

The man's appearance stimulated the woman, and the woman wanted to kill the other woman regardless of it, but the man kept defending her.

The woman seemed to be very angry and raised her sword to stab the man, but the man did not fight her and kept defending.

Later, the man seemed impatient, and actually stabbed the woman in the shoulder with a sword!

Mo Ling's eyes widened in disbelief,!

When you like a woman, you spoil her to the sky, and if you don't like it, you will be like garbage, this picture only hears the newcomer laughing and doesn't hear the old person crying, what a scum!

The woman didn't expect the man to hurt her and shook her head desperately, and Mo Ling could feel her grief through the fog.

For no reason, a feeling of pain rose in her heart, like countless thin needles piercing her heart.

The woman's appearance was a little crazy, and she roared angrily and asked him something, but the man's appearance was no longer as tender as before, and after saying a few words, he actually raised his sword and stabbed the woman's shoulder again!

The woman did not resist and looked at the man blankly, and after a long time, she staggered away with a roar.

The scene freezes here, and when the Moling comes back to his senses, there is darkness all around.

That scene was deeply imprinted in his mind, thinking of the scene where the man raised his sword and injured the woman, Mo Ling suddenly felt unbearable pain in his heart.

The pain was a hundred times worse than being sick, and her heart was like a knife cutting at her heart, and the pain made her almost suffocate, and she wanted to die.

Isn't it a dream to hold my heart in a pant breath and endure the unbearable pain? Why... Why does it hurt?

And it was as if she had experienced the scene herself.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in the darkness: "Pain, don't you remember this feeling, never forget it!"

"Who are you?"

"Who am I... You'll know when you're older, remember I'll come and pick you up when you're older. ”

Mo Ling got up and shouted into the darkness, "Who the hell are you? and... Who the hell am I?"

The only answer to her was silence.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light rose in front of her eyes, and her head hurt her, and she suddenly felt that someone was grabbing her to take her, and she opened her eyes vigorously, and she could vaguely see a sea of fire ahead...

"Don't!" Mo Ling shouted and sat up from the bed, his forehead dripping with cold sweat, and he looked around in confusion.

This is... Her room...

It was a dream...

But the dream was too real! It was like it had actually happened!

Unconsciously covered my heart, there was still a tingling sensation, and I couldn't help but sound in my head: I'll come and pick you up when you grow up.

Was it a dream or a reality?

Mo Ling lowered his eyes in confusion and sat on the bed in a daze, thinking about everything in his dream.

As soon as Zhu'er came in, she saw Mo Ling in a daze, hurriedly walked up to her, and said anxiously: "County Lord, lie down and have a high fever in the morning, but it can't get worse!"

As he spoke, he helped Mo Ling to lie down.

Mo Ling glanced out the window, it was already dawn.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, he asked, "What happened yesterday?"

"Last night in the middle of the night when you had a high fever, you fed medicine did not work, the high temperature has not dropped, last night the prince and the imperial doctor have been using wet wipes to cool you down, busy all night, until half an hour ago your high temperature dropped to a small fever, the prince also left before a cup of tea. ”

Mo Ling nodded, I really didn't have any impression yesterday, I didn't expect the fever to be so serious, listening to what Zhu'er said lightly, but this night they should be tired, worried about it.

"Does the mother know?"

"No, the prince was afraid that the princess would be worried and didn't tell her. ”

"Well..."

Mo Ling lay on the bed and stared blankly at the bed curtain, his head was still a little groggy, his limbs were a little sore, and his body was a little uncomfortable.

But these distances could not compare to the suffocating pain in her dreams, and she couldn't understand why she had this dream all of a sudden, and it was such a real dream.

I clearly remember the scenes in the dream, as well as the sentence: When I grow up, I will come to pick you up, and I can't get rid of it all the time that I have been echoing in my mind.

Today, Mo Yufeng did not go to the court, and after breakfast, he came to the Spirit Garden with Ling Yurou with a bowl of clear porridge.

"Mother, why are you here..."

"Ling'er... Do you feel better? What else does it hurt?" Ling Yurou strode up to her and looked at her distressedly.

Mo Ling smiled at her and shook his head, "It's much better, Xiao Yao will get better soon, mother, go back quickly and don't infect you." ”

Ling Yurou's eyes gathered moisture, "It's okay, my mother is with you." ”

Mo Yufeng sat at the head of the bed and touched Mo Ling's forehead, seeing that it was still a little warm, unlike the hot temperature last night, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Come, eat something, and I'll send your mother back after eating." ”

Mo Ling looked at him, his eyes were a little dark, his face was a little tired, and his eyes were distressed and worried.

He smiled at him, "Then let's wait for Daddy to go back to sleep." ”

"Daddy isn't tired..."Mo Yufeng rubbed her head dotingly, "Come and eat some porridge." ”

After saying that, he scooped a spoonful and fed her.

Mo Ling swallowed, Ling Yurou wiped the corners of her mouth, this scene reminded her of the time when she had just crossed over, it was also this scene, they filled her scarce family affection with tenderness.

Two months later, I revisited this scene, and the contentment and warmth in my heart still existed.

After feeding Mo Ling Yurou in the Spirit Garden for a while, he was driven away by Mo Ling, and Mo Yufeng walked with him, he didn't sleep all night Mo Ling felt sorry for him, so he asked him to go back to sleep.

And she lay in bed thinking about the bizarre dream of last night.

I've thought about it for a long time and I haven't come up with a reason, it's just a dream and not a reality...

Maybe...... Maybe it's because she thinks about it every day, and her brain is too big and she has a fantasy dream.

But there was always a voice in her heart that reminded her that this was not a dream.

Suppressing these thoughts and wanting to sleep, before she could close her eyes, there was a sound of footsteps at the door.

Mo Ling turned his head to look, Yixuan, why is he here, and immediately wanted to get up and greet Bai Yixuan.

Bai Yixuan took three steps and made two steps, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Don't get out of bed if you're sick, lie down!"

Mo Ling smiled palely, "Yixuan, why are you here?"

Bai Yixuan didn't reply, staring at her pale little face with a tense face and frowning, and a pinprick pain rose in his heart.

Why didn't I see her like this in a few days!

"Why are you so inattentive!" anger appeared in the always gentle eyes at this time, as well as deep worry and distress.

Mo Ling's small mouth pursed, her big eyes were wet, and her tone was slightly aggrieved: "I don't want to... Who knew that after going out, he would have a fever..."

Bai Yixuan's heart softened, sighed, and said softly: "Is it still uncomfortable? Has the fever subsided?"

Mo Ling reflexively dodged his hand.

A touch of sourness couldn't help but appear in his heart, Bai Yixuan withdrew his hand, lowered his eyes and stood in front of the bed in a daze.

Mo Ling turned her head and looked a little embarrassed, she was not to blame... She has always disliked men touching her except for sullen... This... Conditioned reflexes...

coughed lightly twice and changed the topic: "It's okay, it's already retreated, and the small fever will be fine in a few days." ”

"Hmm. Bai Yixuan nodded, pulling out a stiff smile, "I brought you some supplements." ”

After saying that, he clapped his hands twice, and several people dressed as guards carrying boxes entered the room.

Mo Ling glanced at the box, and the corners of his mouth twitched, do you use a box to fill the supplements? There are seven or eight boxes of this Nima!

"Uh... No need... It's too much for my little illness..."

"Don't see me, we... Aren't we friends..."Bai Yixuan lowered his head and said bitterly.

"Okay..."Mo Ling was a little helpless.