"While your father and mother didn't come back, I will rest here tonight, I haven't slept well for several days, and I'm haggard." Pitiful appearance, I don't know and I think I was abused.

"Your Highness, hasn't anyone ever said you're a scoundrel?"

"Not really, you're the first and only one, but I like it." He took her into his arms, his head resting on his chest, and his steady and powerful heartbeat was reassuring.

"Sleep with me for a while, don't move, don't talk!" Lin Weier's posture was awkward, and she wanted to change her position, but she was pressed by him again.

Lin Weier didn't have a temper with him at all, she really ate her to death, who made her owe him.

Because of the menstrual incident, Lin Weier was already in poor spirits, and she could always feel at ease with Murong Weizhen by her side, which had become an instinct. She has been away from war for many years, and she will wake up immediately at the slightest disturbance, but she sleeps soundly by his side.

Lin Weier had a dream, there was nothing in the dream, she stood in the white fog, no one, no sound, only infinite silence, she shouted twice, only her echo.

"Where, anyone?" It's nothing, ethereal.

Lin Wei'er sat down, her brain gradually became empty, and it was slowly filled, filled with Murong Chiqian's intimidating face, she didn't dare to admit how afraid she was of Murong Chiqian, the day before she was resting in the same dormitory, eating and drinking at a table, in the blink of an eye, he became an executioner, devouring her alive, she had experienced countless wars, countless dangers, countless swords and swords, she survived, and in the end was killed by the person next to the pillow, when she thought of these, she was in a cold sweat behind her.

"Don't, don't, go, go, Yunli, go." Lin Wei'er kept babbling in her dream, Murong Weizhen was woken up by her, and found that she had a nightmare, she didn't know what she was talking about, and cold sweat kept breaking out on her forehead: "Wei'er, Wei'er, wake up, wake up!" He didn't dare to speak out for fear of scaring Lin Weier.

Lin Weier in the white mist heard someone calling her, she stood up, who was it, who was calling her, this voice was very familiar to her, but the name was on her lips but she couldn't call it.

"Vier, Vier!" Murong Weizhen had never encountered such a thing, so he immediately panicked and shouted outside the outer door: "Come on, come on!" Jie Nan heard the movement, put on her clothes and ran over: "Master, what's wrong?" Pushing the door in, he saw Murong Weizhen stunned at first: "See Your Highness!" ”

"Vile has a nightmare, you have a way!" Murong Weizhen was sweating profusely, he had not been so helpless since he was a child.

"Nightmares? How can the master have nightmares? Jie Nan rushed to Lin Wei'er's bed, and saw that her face was covered with cold sweat, and her mouth kept murmuring, isn't it a nightmare.

"Your Highness, the nightmare can't wake up loudly, but I don't know how to wake up the master, I'll go to the doctor now!" Jie Nan also panicked, her hands and feet were a little disobedient, and she hurriedly stood up and wanted to find a doctor.

"Don't go, it's too late, if you find a doctor from the Lin Mansion, it will definitely make trouble, you go and write a letter, and the flying pigeon will pass on the book to Bai Qi, so that he can come to Hua Lao." The doctor outside couldn't believe it, and gave Jie Nan the silver whistle of the flying pigeon, Murong Weizhen held Lin Wei'er's hand, this was the first time he felt helpless, even more helpless than his own poisonous hair.

Jie Nan immediately wrote a letter, and just as she was about to blow the whistle, she heard Lin Weier shouting: "Don't!" A heart-rending cry came, and Lin Weier sat up from the bed in horror, her whole body wet with sweat.