Chapter 3: Where is the Nightmare?

"Lord Wang, you really love the minion, if you don't get it right, you have to be beaten by her!" A pair of smart eyes of dust and smoke dripping and turning in the dark night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Okay, when has this been, I admit it after being beaten, besides, with her two knives, she can really control you." Xiao Zhanling cautiously glanced around and poked him with his elbow.

Tentatively pushed the door, but it didn't thrust inside, and the dust and smoke immediately disappeared into the darkness.

In just a moment, his head poked out of the door again, and his voice was very solemn, "Lord Wang, come in quickly, the situation inside is not good!" ā€

The outside room is dark and dreary, and I can't see my fingers, although there is no palm light in the bedroom, but there is the soft light of the night pearl, and the sight is not bad.

"She seems to be sick!" Dusty lowered his voice and walked briskly to the bed.

Xiao Zhanling hurried to the side of the bed, looked at it, and squatted down.

Yun Guifei was tightly wrapped in two thick quilts, still shivering, her face was red, and her lips were chapped with a layer of white skin. Her brow furrowed, as if she was in great pain.

"Is it cold? It's so cold in this house, there's not even a charcoal basin. Xiao Zhanling tore off the black towel covering his face, and his voice was very low, "Dusty and Yan, it's inconvenient for me, or you come!" ā€

Dusty and Yan didn't talk much anymore, and reached out to Yun Guifei's forehead, "Oops, it's hot and hot!" Oh, my God! These damn it! ā€

Xiao Zhanling originally saw Chenyan going to lift the quilt, so he turned his head to look away, and when he heard his low shout, he didn't care about anything to avoid it, and looked over again.

Dusty Smoke wanted to take her pulse, but unexpectedly, he saw the countless wounds on her arms. The wounds were much heavier than those on the back of the hand, and although they looked like they had been medicated, they were still red and swollen.

"It's just an arm, I don't know what it's like yet! Lan Yue and the others are not there, and she can't take medicine herself, so she naturally has inflammation and high fever! Xiao Zhanling was indignant, "It seems that before we came back, Empress Dowager Xia rectified it!" ā€

"Fortunately, the master didn't order her to be put in prison, otherwise ......" Chenyan looked at her frowning brows, and her expression was extremely solemn, "Look at her like this, we can't ask tonight if we want to." ā€

"Chenyan, hurry up and get her some medicine to eat first, you are the chief manager, there are always some doorways in the palace!"

"Oh, my lord, the minions can buy off one or two guards outside tonight, relax the guards, and have already used all their skills. It's not that you don't know that there are not only the emperor's people outside, but also the queen mother's. If the slave goes to the imperial doctor again, won't she be sent directly to the ghost gate! The dust and smoke were tightly tucked away, and his eyes were rolling around, "Now there is only one way, the slave will go back to the Yangyuan Palace and steal a few secret antipyretic pills!" ā€

"Then my seventh brother ...... there"

"Don't worry, the master is resting in Tingyuxuan tonight, and the slave will wait for him to sleep before he comes out to join you. The minions go quickly and return quickly. ā€

"That king has to go out and find a place to get up first, if you are not here, if someone finds out that this king is in the same room with her, the matter will be even more unclear."

The two of them flew off the wall and quietly walked out of the Yunqi Courtyard.

Chenyan took off his night clothes, temporarily handed them over to Xiao Zhanling for safekeeping, and after changing into eunuch clothes, he swaggered into the Yangyuan Palace. The little eunuch on duty at night was dozing outside the door, directly ignoring his existence, which made him not have any sense of accomplishment at all.

As soon as he entered the main hall, he immediately lost his steadyness, and the monkey hurriedly went straight to the side hall, rummaging through the bottles and cans on the shelves.

"Looking for what? Do I need help you? ā€

Chenyan's body stiffened, he knelt on the ground, and turned back tremblingly, looking at the cold-eyed man lying on the bed......

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Yun Guifei seemed to be caught in a nightmare, she dreamed that she was standing by a lake, or a river, and the cold wind was blowing, and she had to squat on the ground with her arms crossed and shrunk into a ball.

The mist was misty, and she vaguely saw that not far away, there was a huge white bird repeating something.

The white bird seemed to be collecting firewood, and she thought it was going to make a fire to keep warm, so she thought about borrowing a light from the past, but after most of the day, the firewood was piled up into a hill, and she didn't see it stopping.

She wanted to walk over, but her legs seemed to be frozen, and she couldn't pull them out, and she couldn't move them; She wanted to shout, her mouth seemed to be frozen, her tongue could not be bent, and her teeth were tightly closed.

The white bird, where she seemed to have seen it, the memory was very distant and vague......

In a hurry, she faintly smelled the familiar agarwood, and her mind felt more steady.

The mattress beside her was sunken.

Looking at the chapped lips, there was hatred, anger, and contradiction in those cold eyes......

"Cold, Hua Muhan, I'm so cold......" Trembling, Concubine Yun closed her eyes and subconsciously went to the secluded agarwood.

Two ice cubes touched her forehead, and she shivered greatly, endured the pain, and bowed her body into shrimp.

Her head touched a hard object, and she lifted her head up, pillowed it, and by the way, stretched her arm out of the bed, and wrapped it tightly around the warm object.

Looking at the scars on her arms coiling on her thighs, her dark eyes were even more complicated.

The wide sleeves were lightly raised, and a crimson pill was pinched on the fingertips of the slender fingers, and sent it to the chapped lips, and the voice was low, "Open your mouth." ā€

Yun Guifei's eyebrows were furrowed, her teeth were even more dead, and she buried her face deep in the dark brocade robe embroidered with dark lines.

The big palm reached under her neck, and the cold and hard voice became softer, "Open your mouth obediently and take the medicine." ā€

"Don't take medicine...... Yun Guifei's head swayed wildly, and she murmured in confusion, "There is no rose cake or rose soup, and you won't take medicine when you die......"

There was hatred and love in his eyes, and his tone was a little helpless, "Obediently take the medicine, I'll feed you rose soup." ā€

"Hua Muhan, you promised me that you wouldn't beat me again, didn't you?" The eyelashes trembled slightly, and the water droplets turned into sadness and grievances slid down to the hem of the dark brocade robe.

The fingers holding the pill trembled slightly, and her gaze fell first on her red and swollen left cheek, and then on the purple finger print on her neck, "...... Yes, I won't hit you again. ā€

The person on his lap smiled and opened his closed teeth.

As he got up, he noticed that his arms were tighter, and his slightly clenched palm hesitantly landed on the top of her head, "Good, I'll go serve the rose soup." ā€