"Yes, sissy." Xiao Gong'e owed, turned around and disappeared into the main hall.

Mama Qin was not there, and the air pressure in this hall fell into an abnormal depression again, I raised my hand, and a few faint rays of light swirled out from my wrist, lighting the lamp in an instant, making the hall finally a little brighter.

After a while, a figure appeared at the door of the hall.

"Meet the Queen of the Underworld, I don't know if the Niang Niang is uncomfortable there?" Sure enough, as Mama Qin said, the doctor who came today is not the one from yesterday.

I squinted and lifted my chin with my hands.

"Yesterday, it didn't seem like it was you... How? Do I have to change someone every day with this disease? ”

The doctor was stunned for a moment, and instantly knelt on the ground with trembling legs, his eyes fluttering, and he said cautiously: "What did Niangniang say, it's just Imperial Doctor Zhang, he went back yesterday and was sick, so he let me come today." ”

"Oh? Are you sick? It's a pity, this palace looks at him quite pleasing to the eye, so let's do it, this lord, can you go back and see him for me? After all, this person is used to it, and a certain change is quite unsuitable. ”

"Yes..."Beads of sweat flowed on his head, and those small eyes, as if they couldn't find focus, looked left and right.

"My lord, is this palace very scary?" I whispered, staring inadvertently into his eyes, trying to find some useful information in them.

"No, no, no. Niangniang's country is fragrant, and her honor is incomparable, and she is more holy than the light on the Bodhisattva's body, how can it be scary..."He blushed and said word by word. provoked the little girls next to them to laugh happily.

"Then in that case, why are you so nervous, or are you dissatisfied when you heard the Imperial Doctor Zhang mentioned from this palace? Or did you do something unfortunate? ”

"Niangniang spare her life, the junior official is just too excited to see Niangniang for a while, Niangniang rest assured, your kindness will definitely be brought by the official."

"Okay, don't kneel, come and take a look at this palace, I've been lying here for a few days, and I always feel uncomfortable anywhere." I glanced at Gong E next to me, and immediately someone set up the imperial doctor on the ground and brought a stool.

This Hades Palace is not so feudal, and I don't need to get any curtains or red threads.

The medical officer just wiped his hands on the handkerchief handed by the little palace maid, and gently squeezed my wrist.

I secretly controlled the power of yin and yang in my body, so that it was in a latent stage, still maintaining the same dilapidated state as yesterday, weak as if it was going to hang up at any time.

Sure enough, I noticed an imperceptible expression on the doctor's face.

It seems to be a long sigh of relief, or a kind of joy for the rest of the life, which is indescribable.

"What's wrong? Am I in poor physical condition? I stared into his eyes and whispered.

A few black lines floated up on the doctor's head, which were quickly covered up again.

"Niangniang just saw the wind and cold in this month, so her physique is relatively weak, as long as she recuperates for a few days, it will be fine."

"Oh? So how long do I have to lie down before I get out of bed, according to you? "I don't know what kind of heart he has, or who authorized him to say that my terrible body will be healed in a few days.

"This—" He looked at me cautiously, fumbled around again, and whispered a moment later.

"If nothing else, a month at most." He stubbornly said, the sweat on his forehead was crawling again, and although his eyelids drooped, his eyes were looking around, not knowing what he was thinking.

I leaned back on the bed, and looked a little upset at the wrong look, so I waved my hand and signaled for him to leave.

"Then I'll leave it to you, this palace will stay in this palace and wait for you."

"Yes."

He trembled his hands and prescribed the medicine on the side, I roughly scanned it, they were all precious medicinal materials that restored spiritual power, and they seemed to be not too wasteful, all of them were precious medicinal materials.

It wasn't until I looked at it again that he hunched over.

The entire hall was quiet again, and the palace maids stayed in their places one by one, playing a silent role.

I had to pretend to be sick and have to lie in bed, imagining that time could go a little faster, and I was not so bored, so I could only stare at the ceiling in a daze.

With a slight movement of his hand, he suddenly touched the cold next to him, and picked it up and saw that it was the fuse that broke out last time I quarreled with Qin Luo. So, that slab-brick-like thing.

After a few casual glances, in the historical records column, he finally found some clues to Qin Luo's madness.

It's all similar to what UC pushes, what makes a man's heart be tethered, what how to prevent her husband from having an affair, and what Gong Dou's bloody TV series, there are all kinds of things.

It's no wonder that Qin Luo spoke with such a strong sense of ridicule that day, but wasn't this thing sent by Su Han? Could it be that Su Han will do anything on it?

I took it suspiciously and rummaged around for something of value.

But after turning it over and over, it doesn't seem to be of any use.

I fell asleep in a daze.

I vaguely heard the sound of running water, and by the time I reacted, I had already fallen into someone else's dream.

It was a dim gray wall, on which green algae spread wantonly, and some black things were emitting bright light, and when I walked in, I realized that it was just a mutated mushroom.

Whose dream did I just fall into again? Why is it so shady.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in the wrist, and when I looked down, I saw that the string of prayer beads in my hand was secretly emitting light.

"Su Han?"

I shouted uncertainly, but the only thing that answered me was the damp air, and the musty, dirty water.

A three-headed monster with fangs was glaring at me not far away.

I looked at the rosary in my hand in a daze, and showed me the way as I had done last night.

After walking along this long, dimly lit corridor for a long time, I finally saw a stone door.

It is engraved with complex formations, and there are also dense charms.

I used my powerful memory to crack some of them, but I could only open the door through a crack.

I squeezed into it sideways, but before I could see what was underneath, I stepped into the air and planted it directly, and this strong feeling of weightlessness made me a little uneasy.

But in my mind, another voice told me that I had to go down to get to the bottom of the matter.

Fortunately, it was not a long time, and with the biting chill, I seemed to have fallen into a pool, and was about to struggle upward, when suddenly a pair of hands dragged my waist, and in the blink of an eye, I was back outside the pool, and fell into a cold and familiar embrace.

"Anzhi, knowing that you miss me very much, you actually began to take the initiative to throw yourself into my arms."

I looked up, and a familiar face came into view.

It was Su Han, who I hadn't seen for a long time, but it seemed that he was not as chic as I imagined.

Except for his long flowing purple hair, his neck and limbs were cuffed with chains made of dark iron.

"Su Han, am I in your dream?" I took his hand in a daze, only to find that it was more of a torture instrument than an iron chain, and there were sharp spikes in the inner groove of the ring, which pierced into the man's flawless skin.

Although it is not a soul suppression nail, the effect is much stronger than that soul suppression nail.

However, he had reached out and dragged me out of the water.

When he saw that I was not paying attention, I suddenly reached out and pulled up his sleeve, and in the dim candlelight, the marks on the sleeve were blurred, and I couldn't tell whether it was blood or just water.

"No, it's not my dream, it's yours." The man tugged at the corners of his mouth, smiled as gently as usual, reached out and touched my head, and whispered.

"My dreams? So are you real or not! I stared at him blankly and couldn't help but want to back away.

Su Han chuckled, pulled me to his side, sat side by side with him, and patiently explained to me.

"I'm naturally really, thanks to your strong mental power now, otherwise, maybe I want to enter your dream, it won't be so simple, after all, in this damn place, I can't feel anything, but it also proves that my design back then was still very successful."

"I just didn't expect that one day, I would come in first." Su Han grinned self-deprecatingly.

"You mean, all of this is actually a projection of you in reality, right? You were really imprisoned in a dungeon by Qin Luo? ”

Su Han nodded, the smile on his face was a deep meaning that I couldn't read.

"Why? Why would he lock you up? ”

I couldn't help but make a loud noise, and even the hand that was holding him got harder, and suddenly there was a strange sound from him, and it was the chains that were wrapped around him, along with his body, rubbing against the ground.

A faint sadness flashed in the man's eyes, and he reached out and rubbed my head.

"Anzhi, don't get excited, I'm not fine, am I fine? I can see you in my dreams. ”

"But why do you have so many locks on your body, tell me where the dungeon is, and I'll save you!" Tears flowed silently down the corners of my eyes, and I held Su Han's hand tightly, for fear that he would disappear as soon as I let go.

"Fool..."

He grinned and smiled without saying a word.

And my heart became more and more flustered.

I actually began to gather spiritual power in my dream, wanting to help him untie the restraints, but unexpectedly, the spiritual power in my fingertips just touched the black iron chain, as if it was roasted by fire, and I began to retreat again and again as if I was conditioned.

"This is..."

"Don't bother, I can't even open this thing, let alone in your dream, I'm very happy to see you, the reason why I got into the dream is to tell you the whereabouts of your child."

A gentle force enveloped me, like a lost child finally returning to his mother's arms.

I raised my head, and the corners of Su Han's mouth were smiling.

"You mean, my child really isn't dead?"

He nodded, shook his head again, and the smile on his face darkened slightly.

A pair of hands gently roamed my cheeks, without a hint of warmth.

"What the hell does it mean!" My emotions were a little out of control, and it seemed that even the whole dream became unstable, and Su Han's figure began to slowly dissipate, and even the surrounding environment was covered with a layer of gray.

It seemed like it was all deliberately working against me, and the more excited I was to grab something.

The faster everything dissipated, and in the blink of an eye, my vision had returned to darkness.

Shocked, he sat up from the bed.

Maybe it was because I was moving too much, and for a moment I only saw a few lights and shadows coming straight from the door.

The next moment, there were voices of sincere fear in my ears.

"Mother, what is wrong with you?"

I squinted at them and waved my hand.

In the dark, there was a chill in my palms, and the clothes on my body were soaked at some point.