For Qu, yesterday was like a dream.

When she woke up in the morning, she was still lying quietly in bed alone as usual.

Yesterday's scenes have resurfaced in front of us.

The high ground in front of you is open and far away.

A gentle, quiet girl behind her.

Many cries and winds.

There are also clouds and light and shadow surging in the distant sky......

These scenes are a little unreal in retrospect, as if the person on the city wall is not her, but someone she plays. She recalls it as if looking down at everything from the air.

Bao Yuan had already heard the movement on the bed, and she gently opened the veil, "Niangniang, are you awake?" ”

"What time is it?" Qu said softly.

"It's almost time." Bao Yuan's voice was a little sleepy, but he still smiled and asked, "Are you better?" ”

"My head is still swollen...... Qu lowered his eyes, "but I still have a little strength." ”

Bao Yuan knelt on the edge of Qu's bed, pillowed his head on Qu's hand, and said in a low voice, "That lady will sleep for a while." ”

Qu's hand gently stroked Bao Yuan's hair, but he didn't close his eyes.

Her gaze once again swept over everything in the Chengqian Palace.

Are you back here...... I don't know if it's a blessing or a pity.

"What about her?" Qu asked in a low voice.

No need to ask, this is asking Bai Ling.

Bao Yuan smiled, "She should still be resting, and Niangniang also knows that she has a lot of work on her in the past few days-"

Before he could finish speaking, there were several muffled voices outside—the noise made Bao Yuan's limbs tense instinctively.

But then she realized that there was no need, because Qu Xiu could no longer enter, and yesterday the emperor stopped his privilege of being exempted from being called into the palace.

"Mother, I'll go see what's going on outside." Bao Yuan straightened up and said in a low voice.

Qu Shi didn't answer—that's what she always did, and not answering was acquiescence.

When he came back, Bao Yuan's face was obviously a little ugly.

"What's wrong?" A faint ominousness rose in Qu's heart.

"Niangniang, the two mothers-in-law came over and said that Miss Bailing was burning."

"What?"

"I've already gone to ask for a doctor, don't worry!"

……

As far as the eye can see, the old floor of the school auditorium is slightly blistered and deformed due to the flooding.

A little further up is a chest-high podium with a black microphone on it.

A small red light is lit on the base of the microphone, indicating that the microphone is in normal working order at the moment.

Bai Ling raised his head slightly.

The small two-story auditorium was full of people.

There are about 800 teachers and students in the whole school, all the boys and girls in school uniforms, waiting for them to speak.

Her throat moved, and the slight sound of swallowing saliva was amplified down the microphone, and a faint laugh immediately came from the four seats.

Bai Ling looked timidly under the podium—in the first row by the corridor, where the young aunt sat with her girlfriend.

The aunt in the dream is always wearing a long red dress with a low hem, like a half-opened flame tulip.

She sat there so tenderly, looking at herself so tenderly, that Bai Ling bit her lip and looked up a little stubbornly, forcing herself to look directly at the hustle and bustle below the auditorium.

Already memorized very skillfully.

Well, don't be afraid.

Well...... Unafraid.

Despite thinking about it, Bai Ling's palms were still a little sweaty.

After all, this was the first time she had spoken in front of so many people.

It had been brewing for a long time, and when she finally felt her rhythm and was about to speak, the doors on either side of the auditorium slammed open.

A dazzling white light came in from outside the door, and she saw many people standing in the dazzling white light of the porch.

A premonition of danger suddenly grabbed Bai Ling's heart.

"Quick—run!"

Bai Ling woke up in an instant.

"Bai Ling, Bai Ling......" A familiar voice sounded in Bai Ling's ears, and she opened her eyes in a trance, and saw the quaint wooden bed and gauze tent in a haze.

Familiar doubts resurfaced in my mind.

Which is the real one, the past in the dream or the reality in front of you......

"Bai Ling, wake up......"

It seems to be Bai Yi's voice.

Bai Ling looked sideways, and sure enough, he saw Bai Yi sitting on the side.

"Come, drink water." Bai Yi came over with a teacup, "Did you have that nightmare again?" Don't cry, don't cry...... Dreams are all fake, just wake up. ”

Bai Ling took the cup and nodded with a dull expression.

In the past few years, I don't know why, I always go back to the past in my dreams, dreaming of the last time I saw my aunt in middle school.

It wasn't until the hot water was in her throat that she really came to her senses.

Bai Yi's face in front of him became clear.

Bai Ling couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, "It's really you...... How did you get here? ”

Bai Yi smiled, reached out and touched Bai Ling's head, "In the morning, someone from your palace came to the Tai Hospital and said that you were sick, so my father and I hurried over." ”

This answer surprised Bai Ling, and she looked around the room, "What about Dad?" ”

"Dad stayed here for a while, but you didn't wake up, and he had several follow-up visits after him, so he had to go first."

Bai Ling sighed.

He's such a good doctor......

Bai Yi sat on the edge of the bed, "Dad said you were fine, but you were too tired and the wind blew yesterday." This fever comes and goes quickly, and it won't be too uncomfortable, but you have to rest well these days. ”

Bai Ling nodded quietly.

Bai Yi frowned, "Actually, we wanted to come over yesterday to take a look, but we were held alive by that Wang Ji...... What the hell happened yesterday here—"

Before he finished speaking, there were several sharp coughs behind the screen not far away.

Following in that direction, Bai Ling noticed a vague shadow reflected on the brocade screen not far away—apparently someone was standing behind the screen listening to everything in the room.

Bai Ling frowned with some disgust, and his voice was a little unpolite, "Who's there, come out." ”

The room suddenly fell silent, and the figure behind the screen froze for a moment, and finally walked slowly to the front of the person.

This is a fair-faced eunuch, he looks very young, about twenty years old, with a feminine posture and a beautiful countenance.

This person was wearing a bright red robe unique to the celebrant supervisor, and although the waist tag on his waist was not clear, his rank was probably not low.

"The slave has seen the herb." He took a few steps forward and bowed with a smile on his face.

The voice, like his gesture, was soft and soft.

Bai Ling nodded, which was considered a return gift, "Father-in-law looks good, isn't he from our Chengqian Palace?" ”

"Si Yao said with a smile," the man bowed his back even more, and he continued, "The slave's surname is Jia, Jia Yuchun, and she works under Huang Chongde and Huang Gonggong. ”

Hearing the words "Huang Chongde", Bai Ling's eyes moved slightly-why did my brother and father come over today and alarm people of Huang Chongde's level?

She looked at Bai Yi, who obviously had a stomach to say.

But I can't talk about it.

"I see." Bai Ling's voice slackened slightly, "Then please avoid, father-in-law first, my brother and I have something to say." ”

"This ...... Bai Si Yao is difficult to be a slave. ”

Jia Yuchun laughed a little embarrassed.