The night is quiet, the stars and the moon are not shining. In the sky, I can only see the seven northern houses around the clouds.

The world sleeps in dreams.

The tip of the nose is filled with the familiar scent of clouds.

There was a rumble in my ears, there was the sound of wind, clouds, thunder, rain, footsteps, shouting, pounding, suona, firecrackers......

An old man's voice spoke, "Have you thought about it?" ”

There was a woman's sighing voice, "It is the destiny of heaven......"

There is a child's noisy voice, "It's dark, sister, I'm afraid ......"

There is a woman's reassuring voice, "Don't go down the same path as me......"

There was a man's hoarse voice, "It's hers, I'll always find ...... back"

The sound of people or objects resounded in the eardrums, pain, despair, helplessness, sadness, joy, anger, happiness, sadness, hatred, fear......

Among all kinds of thousands of shouts, the last one mixed with a roar of pain or despair struck into my mind like thunder:

"Iridium !!"

Xia Xiaoxiao, who was in her sleep, trembled suddenly, her eyes opened and looked at the veil that was still swaying above her head, and there was no sleep in her always lazy eyes, only fear.

The cold sweat oozing from his forehead had soaked the pillow that Qing Yue had changed during the day.

Qingyue had been guarding outside the house, and as soon as she pushed the door open when she heard the sound, she saw Xia Xiaoxiao's pale face, and hurriedly went up to help her up, "Niangniang, what kind of nightmare did you have tonight?" ”

Xia Xiaoxiao wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, and she helped her to sit down at the table, rubbed the bridge of her nose, her face was still pale and ugly, "Qingyue, pour me a cup of tea." ”

"Yes."

Qingyue handed the tea to her mouth, fed her and stroked her back lightly, and saw that she was relieved before asking, "Niangniang is better?" ”

"Hmm." Xia Xiaoxiao nodded, her face regained some ruddyness, and her head ached.

She raised her eyes and stared at the incense burning on the table, and the clouds of smoke rose from the bronze incense burner in the shape of Boshan, forming a thin veil in front of her, ethereal, erratic, like a dream.

"Qingyue, what kind of incense are you using?" Xia Xiaoxiao asked.

"After listening to Niangniang's instructions, this time I changed to agarwood incense." Qingyue also glanced at the incense burner and said.

Xia Xiaoxiao rested for a while, then returned to the bed, lifted the quilt and went in, looked at the top of his head and said, "Let's go and change it later." ”

Qingyue saw that she was fine, so she didn't ask any more, took the incense and went out, and soon changed it to another type to come in and light it, and then blew out the light before closing the door and going out to continue guarding.

The lights went out, but Xia Xiaoxiao couldn't sleep anymore.

Tonight's night is not very beautiful, such a big sky, she lies in the room and looks out, but she can't see any moonlight, a piece of black pressure, pressing people uncomfortable, what can be seen is the color of the glass lamp in this palace.

She turned over, simply didn't look at the scenery outside the window, and faintly floated to the tip of her nose was the Canaan incense that Qingyue had just changed.

I changed so many incense, but none of them worked.

For three years, since entering the palace for three years, she has accompanied the old fox to Yong'an Temple every year, but she will always sleep badly in these two or three days every three years, and she doesn't know why she can't sleep well.

Qingyue asked her if she had a nightmare, but sometimes, she didn't even know if she had a dream, she would wake up suddenly at night, then a moment of panic, and then it would be as if nothing had happened, and even waking up was like a dream.

But just now, she did have a dream, as if it was a nightmare.

What she dreamed of, she didn't remember.