"Miss, are you awake? Are you having nightmares? The slave heard you shouting in your dream......"

Seeing that the young lady woke up, Vanilla asked with a worried face.

Xi Feng's eyes widened, his face was dumbfounded, and his eyes were staring at the somewhat familiar half-old pale green curtain hanging above his head, this curtain ...... A long memory, it seems, is that she often hung when she was a girl in her mother's house.

And this one...... Nanmu shelf bed, around the bed, carved with azaleas, on the flowers stood a number of chirping magpies, there is a magpie's eyes, or when she was a child, she painted it with her own hands, the magpie on the inner layer, the eyes were wrongly drawn, painted into the right eyes, and was teased by her father.

In the past, not far from the bed, there was a sour building block diamond flower dresser, on which was placed a familiar carved jewelry box with children's children, which was made by her father, and the children's picture on it was also carved by her father himself, and gave her a birthday gift when she was twelve years old.

When she got married, the eldest aunt Wang didn't let her take anything away, she hated, she desperately wanted to pounce on the Wang family and die with her.

The Wang family was afraid that things would make a big fuss, so they allowed her to bring this jewelry box, but the inside was empty, and the jewelry was taken away by the people in the Xi family's big house.

She was inside, packed some Supa, and went to the Chu family with her.

This jewelry box has been with her for a lifetime and is treasured by her as a treasure...... In other words, it is a kind of nostalgia, and it is also a reminder that she can't forget hatred.

"Miss, you...... What happened to you? Why are your eyes hooked, are you scared? Vanilla thought she was frightened by the nightmare, so she hurriedly pinched her hand and rubbed her face, "Miss, come back to your soul, the slave is here, Miss is not afraid of ......"

Vanilla was worried that the young lady would be frightened and lost her soul, so she pinched it a little harder.

The pain pulled Xi Feng back to his senses.

"I'm fine."

The pain finally made Xi Feng realize one thing.

She was born again.

"Miss, you wait, there is warm hot water on the stove, the slave maid will go and fetch some hot water to wipe your face, wipe your face, people are sober, it's fine."

Vanilla threw down the words and ran out, and a moment later came in with a basin of water.

She put the basin on the basin rack, took out a handkerchief and moistened it, wrung out the water, and then came over and gently wiped the tears from the young lady's face.

"Miss, it's just a nightmare, don't be afraid, the slave and maid sleep on the foot in front of the bed, with the slave and maid as companions, Miss is not alone."

Thinking that Miss was timid, this nightmare scared her, Vanilla deliberately said to give Miss courage.

Xi Feng blinked, feeling the friction on his face, as well as the warm and moist moisture...... He blinked again, and then, violently, the tears in his eyes flowed down like a broken ditch, startling the vanilla.

"Miss."

"Vanilla?"

"The slave is here, miss, what do you command, just say, don't cry." If you continue to cry, it will alarm your wife and master, but what should you do?

"Miss, why don't you tell you a joke?"

On weekdays, Miss likes to listen to her tell jokes the most, and a joke can sometimes make Miss laugh all day.

However, she racked her brains to think of a joke that the young lady had never heard, but the more anxious she was, the more she could not think of it.

"I don't listen to jokes, you tell me, what time is it?" Xi Feng stopped crying, controlled his emotions, took the handkerchief from Vanilla's hand, wiped a handful of tears, and asked.

"There is still a stick of incense kung fu when you are ugly, miss, there are still some hours, if you are sleepy, go to sleep first, if you can't sleep, the slave will talk to you."