Xiangyun Pavilion Loft.

Liu Monong felt that she had a long dream, dreaming that her parents were killed by the Northern Zhou army, her family was ruined, and the streets were full of fire and killing, she escaped from her home and was picked up, and then crossed the river with her escape.

That dream was also a tragic experience of her childhood, leaving a traumatic shadow that made her grow up as an adult, but she did not completely heal this painful memory, and often had nightmares in it.

On this night, I felt that my body was so hot that it was like a fire, and in my dreams it was like being engulfed in the flames of war, constantly burning, and I witnessed the death of my loved ones, and I was dying.

She thought she was going to die this time, and she wouldn't wake up again.

However, at the critical moment, a young man appeared in his nightmare and rescued her from the misery of purgatory.

His eyes were so clear!

His care is so warm!

His arms are so strong and powerful!

His hand touched his cheek, it was so real!

His lips were so soft......

Liu Monong was grateful, and felt extremely safe when he was held in his arms, it was the man in the dream who saved her and took her out of the infinite nightmare.

She even had the illusion that that person was standing next to her, real and took care of her for one night!

"Ahem!" Liu Monong coughed twice, her body seemed to have regained consciousness, her mind was not as stinging and turbid as the previous two days, and her body temperature was not hot anymore, she woke up, opened her sleepy eyes, and saw Xiaohe and Shen Jiaru in front of the bed in front of her eyes, she was stunned at first, and a trace of loss and bitterness appeared in her heart.

After all, it's just a dream, in reality...... And not the young man!

Xiaohe wiped her tears and said, "Miss, you finally woke up." ”

Shen Jiaru said with concern: "Sister Liu, how do you feel about your body?" ”

Liu Mo smiled bitterly and said, "I can't die for the time being......"

"Miss, don't say that, I'm afraid...... Woo woo...... "Xiaohe cried again.

"Don't cry, Xiaohe, life and death are fateful, wealth is in the sky, I wake up, and I will be fine." Liu Mo said weakly.

Shen Jiaru said: "Sister Liu, your fever has subsided, Su Gongzi said, when you wake up, you should drink more hot water!" ”

"Drink more hot water?" Liu Monong was stunned for a moment, and then asked again: "What Su Gongzi?" ”

Xiaohe explained on the side: "It's the boarding ...... who rescued you from the boat when Miss fell into the water that day Su Gongzi! ”

She was about to say Dengzizi, but she stopped and changed her words to Su Gongzi. Because last night she said that as long as Su Chen could cure her young lady, she would no longer call Su Chen a disciple.

Although Liu Monong has not been completely cured at this time, he has obviously improved, and his body is no longer hot.

"Is that him?" Liu Monong still had the impression in his mind, and his voice and smile appeared, and gradually, it overlapped little by little with the heroic man she appeared in her dream.

He ...... Been here last night? ”

Xiaohe nodded and said: "Not to mention that he has been here, he stayed in the young lady's room all night last night, taking care of your condition, and then we fell asleep, it should be the forehead and palms he wiped for you, and he persisted all night, and finally the fever subsided." ”

After Liu Monong heard this, her heart suddenly throbbed inexplicably, could it be that what she dreamed about last night was real?

That Su Gongzi, who was next to his bedside, took care of her all night?

Thinking of this, my body, which was not very hot, felt a little hotter, and my cheeks suddenly became rosy.

"Miss's face is hot again, drink more hot water to reduce fever!" Xiaohe picked up the tea cup, put warm boiled water in it, and poured it directly into Liu Mo with a big gulp.

"Okay, okay, I'm full, help me to do it, and my head is a little heavy when I lie down."

Liu Monong sat up straight with Xiaohe's support, leaned on the head of the bed, and said to her: "What's going on, tell me......"

Xiaohe said with a small mouth that Han Yunpeng and Su Chen came to see her last night, how they were rejected by Sang's mother, and then went to Su Chen and Doctor Liu to recognize the relationship between senior brothers, and then Su Chen took out a new prescription to Doctor Liu, after some twists and turns, Su Chen volunteered to stay and take care of her for one night, and did not leave until early in the morning after dawn.

"He stayed in the room for one night......" Liu Monong showed surprise, this is the first time that a man has stayed in her boudoir!

Shen Jiaru was afraid that she would think too much, so she comforted: "That Su Gongzi is Langzhong, in order to treat you, stay in Waixuan and wait, even if you enter Sister Liu's couch in the middle of the night to take care of it yourself, but with Su Gongzi's open-mindedness and gentlemanly nature, it should not be light, please rest assured Sister Liu." ”

Liu Monong had that scene in his mind, not only was he not annoyed, but the corners of his mouth were slightly curled.

"Did he leave anything behind?"

Xiaohe thought for a while and said, "Su Gongzi seems to have written a lot of words, some poems from the Tang Dynasty, and a few new words. ”

Liu Monong suddenly became interested and said, "Xiaohe, go and show it to me." ”

"Miss, but you need to rest now......

Liu Monong shook his head and said: "I've been asleep for two days, I don't want to sleep anymore, I want to eat something, and then lift my spirits, you bring all the words he wrote, and then go and prepare some food for me." ”

"Okay, the gruel is ready, I'll go get it!" Xiaohe nodded, and when she heard that her young lady wanted to eat, she immediately became happy, and first ran to Waixuan, took the papers full of poems from the table and handed them to Liu Monong, and then ran downstairs to prepare porridge and pickles.

Liu Monong looked at some papers in his hand, and some of them were written in Tang poems, Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi, Li Shangyin, and Du Mu's poems and texts, the font was thin and strong, arrogant as a dragon, floating like a cloud, with her knowledge of calligraphy since childhood, she also secretly admired.

After turning over these Tang poems, there were still a few lyrics, which made Liu Monong's eyes light up, and none of them were the ones she had ever seen.

"Hairpin Phoenix":

"The world is thin, people are evil, and the rain sends the dusk flowers to fall. The wind is dry, the tears are remnant, the desire to write about the heart, and the monologue is oblique. Hard, hard, hard! ”

"People are different, today is not yesterday, and the sick soul is often like a swing. The sound of the horn is cold, the night is dark, I am afraid of people asking questions, and I pretend to be happy with tears. Hide, hide, hide! ”

After Liu Monong finished reading this poem, her nose was a little sour, she resonated, and sighed lightly in her heart.

After a pause, Liu Monong looked at the next page, which was a song "Jiangchengzi":

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost. ”

"I came back to my hometown in a dream, Xiaoxuan window, and I was dressing up. There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka. ”

After Liu Monong read it gently, the strong emotion of life and death parting in the words, the endless sadness and longing, rushed to her face, which could strongly infect her, and she couldn't help but have two lines of tears, flowing across her cheeks, and she was deeply moved.