With a frightened cry, Fu Yan woke up suddenly, sat up, and sweated profusely.

For a while, the lights in the room were bright, and the servant who was waiting outside ran in and asked, "Young master, what's wrong?" ”

Fu Yan rubbed his forehead painfully, "It's nothing, it's just a nightmare." ”

Taking a long breath, Fu Yan tried his best to relieve his uneasy mood, got up and got out of bed, walked to the window, pushed it open to breathe, and the servants on the side hurriedly took it

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