"Lao Chen, are you going to cry too?"

"That's right! What did you take with you? ”

"Where do I have something to bring, this master does this a few times a month, and I will be poor if I bring treasures again, so I will bring gift money!"

"Me too!"

There was a ridiculous prince in the Qing Dynasty, who liked to do funerals when he was alive, and he would receive gifts every time, and he would also make his family cry and sit in the coffin to eat and drink.

This time it was the same, but the person who had been sitting in the coffin fell asleep in the coffin, quietly as if he was really dead.

Hongtian didn't know what was wrong with him, in the past he would sit in the coffin and then hold his roast chicken and nibble, but today he felt very sleepy and fell asleep in the coffin.

He was in a dream, but he knew very well that he was not dreaming.

In the dream, he is not a prince, but a wealthy businessman with countless riches.

Even if he is a businessman, he has so much money that the big officials have to please him.

At a banquet, someone offered him a stunning dancing queen.

Obviously, he likes the dancing girl very much, and the best attic, the best clothes, and the best treasures are given to each other.

They ate together, painted together, admired the moon together, and it was almost his happiest days.

But the good times didn't last long, just when he was planning to marry the dancing girl as his wife and give birth to a few beautiful children, the emperor suddenly ordered the dancing girl to enter the palace.

Even if he has enough money to fill the treasury, he has no way to resist the emperor's order, so he can only watch the emperor's people take the dancing girl away.

Hongtian looked at that scene and shed blood and tears.

What kind of experience is it like to be forced to leave your loved one?!

It's like a pit dug in his heart, and the wound can't grow new flesh, the pit has always been there, and the wound can't grow well, it hurts all the time, and even his breathing reminds him of the pain that pierces his heart.

Later, no matter how many women he met, he couldn't give him the original feeling, and finally gave up his family fortune and traveled all over the country, but he didn't see her again.

Hongtian woke up from his dream, sat up from the coffin at once, and frightened a group of people.

But he didn't care about anyone else.

Subconsciously clutching his heart.

He could still feel the feeling of a piece of his heart being gouged out.

It is said that Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, and for a moment Hongtian can't tell whether he is dreaming or dreaming now.

Later, everyone found out that the absurd prince had changed, and he didn't have any funerals, but the beauties that the prince liked always looked for all kinds of beauties, but none of them took them home.

The princess didn't move, he had sons and daughters, even if the prince had a new favorite, it wouldn't shake her status, so whatever the prince tossed.

Hongyang has been looking for the dancing girl, although he also knows very well that it is just a dream of his own, and the dancing girl does not exist, but the feeling of losing his love has been tormenting him.

Every day was spent in disappointment. Know about a royal banquet.

Hongtian saw the woman sitting in the gazebo.

Plop Plop Plop ......

The sound of your own heartbeat.

In fact, the appearance of the dancing girl in the dream is very vague, but I just remember that the other party is extremely beautiful, and the most important thing is the feeling of connecting hearts.

Just like now, even if I only saw a back, I felt a strong feeling in my heart that it was her.

"This ......"

Before Hongtian could say "Miss", the other party turned his head.

Hongsun was so frightened that he took a few steps back.