When I woke up, the night was quiet.

The room was pitch black and quiet, and I don't know what time it was.

I shook my head, vaguely remembering that I was drunk, and then somehow dreamed of the man again, and then fell asleep.

I pulled the corners of the quilt, the delicate embroidered feet on the slightly cool silk surface had a real touch, and I was stunned on the couch - a black figure sat cross-legged on the other side of the couch with its back slightly hunched, and there was no light, and I could only tell from his posture that he was a man.

In the darkness he propped his cheeks with one hand, his forehead hair was a little disheveled, and his head was slightly bowed, not attracted by the sound of my waking up, probably in his sleep.

My mind was racing, and I turned around a few times and still didn't get an answer.

I leaned in softly to him, adjusting to the dim eyes groping for the contours of his face, and even with my eyes slightly closed, I still remembered correctly. He appeared a lot in my dreams for the past two days.

I pushed open a screen window with one hand, and the cold wind was blowing in my face, and the snow outside the house had accumulated a thick layer. I shrunk my neck from the cold, goosebumps on my skin.

The surroundings were a little brighter, and a cold wind blew, so cold that he frowned slightly.

I tried to twist my arm, but it didn't hurt, and I unwillingly increased the force and twisted it again, but this time I couldn't even feel the force of pinching it.

I'm sure, I'm still dreaming.

As I was thinking this, the man across from me woke up, his eyes shining like sparkling gems in the darkness. He spoke lazily, with a special nasal voice in his voice: "Awake?"

I wondered, "I should have asked you that." He glanced at him a few times, and said, "Why are you so ghostly, I have you in all my dreams, and I'm almost tired of your face...... Wait...... Wait a minute...... Hey!"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly leaned forward and pressed against me, and a handsome face that gradually enlarged was getting closer and closer to me, and I was so frightened that I immediately stammered, and my cheeks seemed to be burned, and white smoke rose from the ground.

I looked around like a ghost in my eyes, and cursed in my heart: It is said that I think about the day and dream at night, but my mind has reached this point? Is it true that my seemingly exhausted nun's heart is full of poetic nostalgia?

Amitabha, how I want to cry without tears at this moment.

I felt his breath linger on my forehead. Even though it was a dream, I could hear the accelerated pounding of my heart and burst out of my chest. I pinched myself again.

I was anxious: "Why doesn't it hurt!" I twisted my arm again in a panic, my face was almost burning, and I said to myself in despair: "I want to wake up......"

He frowned at me and said slowly, "You pinched my arm." ”

I hurriedly stopped, and after confirming that it was his arm, I moved my ass back imperceptibly, and said with a smile: "It's dark, I can't see clearly...... I can't see clearly, brother, don't be surprised, hehe......"

He didn't speak, and he couldn't see his expression clearly in the middle of the night.

Seeing that there was a slight distance between him and him, I stabilized my mind again and said: "It's all a dream, you jumped out of my dream, it's not a big deal if I pinch you, it doesn't hurt anyway." ”

He tilted his head in thought and said, "Doesn't it hurt?" and reached out a hand and tugged at my right ear, and a slight pain hit me, and I tightened my neck like a turtle.

His voice was playful, and he said, "You should know the Tao now, you are not dreaming." ”

I pinched my face with unmistakable accuracy, and the pain was so hard that I immediately burst into tears.

I suddenly realized: "Didn't I dream...... " I looked at him with some anger, "Didn't you still die before I left, why did you run away after I went out for a while? Why did you stand here with a good posture after I woke up from a sleep? Are you pretending to be sick and deceiving me?"

Seeing that he is so refreshed now, it doesn't look like he has been injured at all. I looked at him angrily, reluctant to speak.

After a while, he sighed and said helplessly, "Then how can you trust me?"

I rolled my eyes and said, "I remember Zhizhi said that someone gave me a big gift at the Thousand Lights Festival yesterday, just on the Seibu Gate, if you have the ability, take me to see what it is, then I will believe you." ”

He was silent for a long time, and then said to me, "That's rude!"

Before I could react, the ground was black in front of me, and there was a buzz in my ears. The wind swept across my cheeks, and I closed my eyes in fright.

I don't know how long it took, I was wrapped in a cloak, and I felt like I was being on a horse, and there was a familiar smell behind me.

He bowed his head and whispered in my ear, "Hold it down, let's go!"

"Hey!"

Before I could sit down, he whipped him violently, and the purple horse under the seat screamed in surprise, and spread his hooves and ran out of the main gate of the Lingxi Palace with us.

I was stunned and kept shouting: "What did you do to the people in my palace! Why didn't they react when I was taken away by you! You are so bold!"

He chuckled and said, "If you have to say that, I don't think there's anything wrong with that." Besides, the people in your palace, when I came, they didn't stop me, probably because they thought it was more important to sleep in the snow. ”

I was so angry that my body writhed around vigorously, and his posture was crooked.

He tightened the reins in his hand and threatened, "Don't move, or I'll throw you down." ”

I immediately calmed down, but my mouth was still unforgiving: "It's curfew now, I see where you can go on a horse! If your enemy finds you, I will definitely hand him a knife and let him stab him twice!"

He was laughed at by me: "You are a good girl, you actually take revenge!"

His hearty laughter echoed in the dry and silent air, and my heart was like a drum, seven up and eight down, when the horses' hooves broke the silent snowy night of the palace.

When I walked to Qingxiao Gate, there was no Jin Wuwei to intercept me, and I asked suspiciously: "Don't you say that you also bought them out?"

He took the reins in his hand, drove me out of the palace gate, and said, "The Jin Wuwei in the palace is so bad in your eyes?"

I said, "Since the two sides of Jinwu Yulin are fighting, they all say that this battle can make both sides fight some real skills, but I don't see it at all. ”

He asked with great interest, "How can you see it?"

I thought about it for a while, and said: "Yulin Weiming is a palace ban on the surface, but he has always been towards the clan relatives, and colluded to give birth to a lot of corruption; Jin Wuwei has always been known for his strict military discipline, I don't know very well, but I heard that the current general Jin Wu is actually a young master in his early twenties of the Yuwen family, and it seems that he can't get rid of the bad style of nepotism here." ”

He said with a smile: "In this way, there is some truth. ”

We crossed the empty streets of Chang'an City, the snow was falling lightly, and the slippery snow made the horses' steps slow down a little.

After the night curfew, the lights in the city had already been turned off, and there was silence all around.

Suddenly, he said behind me, "Don't stop all the way, we're almost there." ”

I casually raised my eyes and saw the Seibu Gate standing in the distance, and a whole silver-white bright thing on the gate was shining, like a giant dragon entrenched on the blue bricks of the city wall.

When I arrived at the Xiwu Gate, I jumped off the horse one step ahead of him, looked up at the magnificent city gate, and clapped my hands in admiration: "Good girl, the Yuwen family's handwriting is great!"