Her body fluttered lightly in the sky, as if she had traveled through time, and she saw the Imperial City of Zhao at her feet.

The daylight, the palace, the father, the queen mother, the royal brothers and sisters, they are all still there.

The sound of laughter came from the palace, and she walked in, and her father, who was on the throne, smiled at her, and stretched out his hand to her, "Shi'er, come to my father's side." ”

She was ecstatic and ran into his arms.

His embrace, and the temperature, she grabbed his sleeve and asked him, "Father, are you still alive?!" ”

"Yes, I'm alive."

Father hugged her tightly and said slowly: "Father's little princess, now that she has grown so big, she can live well alone." ”

She suddenly felt aggrieved and cried bitterly: "Father, Shi'er still thought you were dead, Shi'er was so sad and sad, they all bullied me, didn't give me food, didn't give me water, and beat me, they cut my hands with knives, dug out my heart, and killed my Yun'er, Shi'er was so sad." ”

She was so sad, but she didn't know who to talk to about her sadness.

Now it's okay, my father is back, and she finally has someone to rely on.

"Shi Er suffered."

"No, Shi'er is not bitter, as long as his father can live, Shi'er will not be bitter in doing anything, those who harm his father and Shi'er, Shi'er will definitely make them pay the price tenfold and hundredfold, they deserve it."

This dream was too real, and when she really became Zhao Zi again, when she saw her father, she was so happy that she almost shouted out.

But somehow, the tears kept flowing.

Crying to the end, she was sleepy, so she fell asleep in her father's arms, and this sleep was really deep and heavy.

I don't know when I haven't slept such a peaceful night, those nightmares-haunted nightmares, she woke up alone, cold, and didn't dare to fall asleep again.

This time, I was finally able to sleep well.

When she woke up, it was gray and dark.

What caught my eye was the light blue wind lanterns hanging on both sides of the gazebo, which had already been lit, and the light of the fire made the gazebo dim.

She was stunned.

There is still a line of tears in the corner of the eye that has not had time to dry, the scene just now, as if it was really experienced, so vivid, but it turned out to be just a dream.

But, too true, she believed it.

She moved her body slightly, but suddenly felt her head pressed against something soft, she tilted her head, and saw the face of the dry bones close at hand.

In the dim light, the man closed his slender eyes and fell asleep quietly.

She curled up in his arms, tears streaming down her face.

Qiu Yinong's body stiffened, and the picture of Dry Guhuan constantly pouring her wine just now flashed in her mind, isn't it, this man has premeditated?

That dream she had just now was his masterpiece?

"What did you do to me?"

Qiu Yinong felt a burst of coldness in her heart, dry bones can weave such a dream for her, is it possible, does he know her identity?

Otherwise, how can we weave other people's dreams?

Dry Guhuan's expression has not changed at all, he is still calm and elegant, he has not even opened his eyes, and said slowly: "I think about it every day, I dream at night, dreams are born from my heart, I just let you get drunk and fulfill your dreams." ”

"Do you know my dreams?" Autumn is still not at ease.