She bumped into a hard top, and she knew it was the man's chest, the place that had snuggled her up, made her warm.

But now it has become the place she least wants to touch.

She struggled, she fled, not only because of the hatred in her heart, but also because of the most important thing, the safety of her father, queen and mother.

As a voice sounded, she gradually stopped struggling.

What did that man say?

Hang oneself?

Who is it?

The answer that was vetoed in my heart, but I repeated it over and over again in my ears: The emperor hanged himself in the imperial study.

Time seems to stand still, standing in a room full of people, becoming silent, silent. What does it mean for the father to hang himself, it means that the world of their Li family is gone, and it means that her relatives are gone.

Until another force came behind her, pulling her back from the whirlpool of remorse, despair, sorrow and sorrow. Only then did she realize that the person in front of her was not the culprit?

At the same time, the teacup full of poison was also brought to his mouth.

"Xiao'er, it's all over, it's all over!" He muttered, holding the cup of tea with one hand and grasping her jaw with the other with his familiar big palms.

"Bang dang!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Xiao'er!"

"Master!"

In an instant, there was a panic, a sharp pain that pierced the heart. She leaned into his arms and slowly slid down, her palms bright red, and the hairpin that was still in her bun had been inserted into his chest.

She fell to the ground, beside her blood-stained hand, the tea cup that had fallen to the ground, shattered to pieces.

The tea soaked the ground, exuding a faint fragrance, and gradually, it was swallowed up by the bright red that spread from behind her.

Recalling this, the girl holding Yunxia couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a nightmare, but why ......." ”

Why does her back hurt so much?

"The county lord is frightened, isn't he?" Yunxia felt the girl's relaxation and opened her mouth to comfort her.

didn't know that as soon as her words fell, the girl in her arms pushed her away violently, and her eyes, which had just been slightly bright, returned to the hollow again, and there was a touch of shock on it.

Astound? Yes, just shock.

She stared at her blankly, as if she had encountered something incredible, unbelievable.

"The county lord? What's wrong with you? Yunxia was startled again, and the afterglow that had just calmed down surrounded her again.

"What do you call me?" The girl asked.

"The county lord?" Yunxia returned, not knowing what was wrong.

"The county lord? Princess? The girl muttered, looked down at herself, and glanced behind Yunxia again, "What time is it?" ”

"When?" Yunxia pondered, "It's three quarters now......"

"It's not the hour!"

“……”

"Chronology?"

"Chronology?" Yunxia was even more confused, but she still answered truthfully: "Yes, it's the eighteenth year of Changxing!" ”

"Eighteen years of Changxing?" The girl silently thought in her heart: How can this be, Changxing is the name of her grandfather! Yourself back in time?

She pushed away Yunxia's hand that wanted to support her, and slowly got out of bed, yes, this is the boudoir she used to have in the prince's mansion, the furniture, the furnishings, the bed curtains, the window lattices, the screens she loves, her favorite things, even the subtleties are not bad.

Especially when he appeared in the bronze mirror, the familiar faces were exactly the same.

Dream.

Is the so-called nightmare just now a dream, or is the presence here a dream?