I was confined to the bogey, always worried that someone would break in the middle of the night. After all, there is a man lying on the bed of the girl who has not left the pavilion, whether it is in the Six Realms or in the illusion realm, he will make people gossip.

But he was fine, his breathing became more steady, and he went into a deep sleep before me.

"Tolerance?" I nudged him, but he was still unconscious.

Bored, I got up and rested my chin on his chest, quietly watching his sleeping face.

Closing his perceptive amber eyes, his long eyelashes drooped quietly, occasionally shaking. Every time I moved, I couldn't help but hold my breath, afraid that I would wake him up by breathing too hard.

My fingertips ran over his cheek, and I didn't expect it to be quite slippery!

I couldn't help but increase my strength and pinch his nose, even if he was in a good mood on weekdays, I wouldn't dare to be presumptuous.

"It's so good-looking!" I said with sincere admiration, and the cold taboo between my eyebrows was even more irresistible than the bewitching and incomprehensible face.

"Talk back, be careful that I gouge out your tongue!" Rong Ji suddenly grabbed me by the neck and yelled at me in a sinister voice.

I was so frightened that I picked up my shoes and was about to throw them in his face, when he let go of the hand that was holding my neck and fell straight back.

I let out a long breath and threw my shoes off the bed, curious about what I was dreaming about.

Why don't you go into his dreams and see it for yourself!

I straightened my body, sat cross-legged, and condensed the spiritual power at the dantian in my fingertips. The spiritual power formed a spider web under my fingertips at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon enveloped me and Rongji.

I was overjoyed, I couldn't imagine that the beginner dream technique could also enter the dream of tolerance!

The smoke was so thick that it completely blocked my vision, and only the sound of the spring water in my ears pointed me in the direction. Walking slowly along with the sound, the layers of fog were removed, and the beautiful back that was as smooth as jade came into view.

The back is narrow, the silhouette is soft, and at first glance it looks like a woman. With straight shoulders and a slender neck, it looks like he's in good shape.

But at the moment, I don't appreciate the leisure and elegance of the beauty at all, I just want to find out the taboo and ask for an understanding!

When he is awake, he is like a moon and a breeze, and he is flawless. Unexpectedly, secretly in a dream, there was a woman hidden!

"Scum, bastard!" I scolded, getting angrier, tearing off half of the wicker, looking around for a taboo.

"If I find you, I'll have to peel you off a layer of skin, so that you dare to think of a woman!" I angrily whipped the shadow by the fountain with a wicker.

Unexpectedly, Rong Ji emerged from the water and protected the shadow behind him.

I stared at Rong Ji in a daze, and whipped the wicker him, "Who is she?"

Rong Ji pursed his lips and said nothing, standing straight in front of me, no matter how I asked, he didn't say a word.

"Who is she!" I crossed my hands on my hips, and my eyebrows were on fire as I watched him stop talking.

"Ge'er, how did you fall into my dream?" Rong Ji didn't answer my question, but lowered his head to pick up the clothes he had thrown by the fountain and put them on his body.

"If I hadn't come, would you have turned Luan Feng upside down with the girl this time?" I angrily carried him to the top of the willow tree behind him, and tied him firmly to the trunk with wicker.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his eyes darkened, "Ge'er thinks, who was that girl just now?"

"You are a bunch of good sisters in the fairy world, how do I know which one it is just now!" As I spoke, a fairy of flowers in a crystal neon feather coat suddenly appeared in my mind, and I was indignant.

He laughed and said, "How did I not know that there was still my good sister in the fairy world?"

"Hmph!

I rolled up my sleeves and used my mind to create a little girl I met in Wanhualou that day, and raised my eyebrows defiantly towards Rong Ji, "Today, I will borrow your dream to catch up with my little girl!"

After I hooked my fingers at him, the unfocused floating dust slowly crawled out of the water like a water snake from the spring.

Rong Ji's face sank, but his tone was quite softened, "I know what you're angry about, you send him away first, and listen to me explain to you slowly." ”

"I don't!" I raised my chin and folded my hands around my chest, my spiritual power was not restrained at all in the dream realm, it was a little stronger than the tolerance and touch, so there was no need to retreat at all.

"Sing the little song that I didn't finish that day!"

"Yes. Fuchen nodded obediently, sat by the spring with the pipa in his hand, staring at me with a pair of pure eyes, his red lips trembling lightly, and his affection lingered.

The singing voice is tactful, like crying and complaining.

Rong Ji was naturally in no mood to listen to Fuchen sing a little song, so he used brute force to prop up the wicker that bound his hands and feet, and led me out of the spring.

"Who is she?" I asked sullenly.

Rong Ji didn't answer, silently took my hand and walked to the depths of the clouds, and a burrow came into view.

Outside, irises bloom for ten miles. Inside the house, two toddler dolls are playing around. Looking closely at the hair removal appearance, it turned out that I was exactly the same when I was a child.

I looked at the woman sleeping in front of the window through the window paper, and a trace of warmth suddenly appeared in my heart.

It turned out that she was me.

"Satisfied?" Rong Ji had tenderness in his eyes and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

My cheeks were slightly hot, although this dream was a little sweet, but I had never thought about having a child!

"Dengzi, who wants to have a baby with you!" I covered my face and escaped from his dream.

Strangely, escaping from his dream, I didn't wake up immediately, but fell back into a dream.

All around, there was a gray miasma.

The miasma was mixed with a low whimper, extremely subtle and intermittent.

I thought about turning back the way I came, but no matter which way I went, the mournful whimper lingered.

After a long time, the miasma dissipated, and I stepped into a strange palace.

The sight in front of me made me subconsciously turn my back, and at first I thought it was just a haunting dream. But when I saw the boy's desperate eyes, I realized that this was not a dream, it was completely tyrannical.

More than a dozen men, holding a thin teenager, tortured him in every possible way.

They kicked him hard and beat him on the back with whips as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and red blood splattered everywhere.

They toyed with him and forced him to make a painful and obscure sound.

I was so angry that I rushed forward and kicked away the men with hateful faces, protecting the bloodied young man behind me, "Whoever dares to step forward, kill!"

"Ge'er, wake up!" Rong Ji patted my cheek gently, his brow furrowed.

I opened my eyes, relieved to finally come out of the extremely oppressive dream.

"What's wrong?"

I clutched my drowsy head, and although I was out of my dreams, I was still worried about the emaciated boy. I don't know what happened to him.

"Ge'er?" Rong Ji called to me softly, "Is there something uncomfortable about it, your face is so pale?"

"It's okay, it's just a nightmare. "I got out of bed and kept thinking about whose dream I had entered. The emaciated boy was good-looking, but I was sure I had never seen him before.