Pei Zhenwan didn't sleep well this night.

One is because of the burning pain on his face, although he used the cooling cream sent by Cheng Zhilan, it can only ease the quarter of an hour, and the other is that he has been thinking about Feng Lan's intention to give medicine during the day, and he can't help tossing and turning, and he is also anxious in his sleep.

Her dreams are very chaotic.

In her dream, she felt as if she had returned to the banks of the Whitewater River six years ago, when the news of her father's and brother's death had already arrived. She remembered that it was at this time that her sister-in-law Luo Zhen ordered someone to send Yi'er back to Luo's house, and she disguised herself to go to the ruined battlefield to find her brother's body. The battlefield was piled up with corpses, but Chen Bing had already transported the corpse armor and weapons of his father and brother, and later, his sister-in-law was outside the Chen State Barracks, and saw his brother's Seven Treasure Thorn Golden Spear and Nine Ring Tiangang Knife from afar, and Chen Bing stood outside the barracks.

The disheartened sister-in-law hung herself from a big locust tree next to the Baishui River and killed her brother.

Pei Zhenwan was in a dream, desperately trying to stop her sister-in-law Luo Zhen. She ran desperately towards the Whitewater River again and again, but each time it was a little late. More than a dozen dream reincarnations, only Luo Zhen's figure was left hanging in the air, swaying in the cold winter wind.

Pei Zhenwan in the dream was very anxious, Pei Zhenwan who was lying on the bed was already holding the quilt with both hands unconsciously, and her forehead was oozing with large beads of sweat.

Looking at the body of her sister-in-law in her dream, suddenly Yi'er, who was just over one year old at that time, appeared on the bank of the Baishui River, crying and staggering, Pei Zhenwan wanted to step forward and pick up Yi'er, but the little Yi'er suddenly disappeared.

As soon as Pei Zhenwan turned around, the scene of Baishui suddenly disappeared. At this time, it was as if she was in a mountain forest, the mist was filled, she walked slowly alone, I don't know where this place was, I didn't know what was going on here, she was also like this, she was very cautious, shuttling through the mist, trying to find the exit of the mountain forest. Suddenly she heard a child's cry, and she searched for it, but saw the face of Little Seventeen.

When Xiao Seventeen saw her, he cried and threw himself into his arms at once, only to see a white wolf with a hideous face and fangs turned out of the mist. Pei Zhenwan stepped forward and fought with the white wolf several times, but in the end, she was close to martial arts, and she knocked the white wolf unconscious with her bare hands.

But suddenly her arm began to bleed, Pei Zhenwan looked down, the two scars on her arm that had been scratched by wolf claws, blood oozed out, meandering and flowing, converging into streams of blood, dripping down her fingertips.

Xiao Seventeen's figure suddenly disappeared, and when he looked up again, it was Feng Lan standing there, the jade tree was in the wind, with a jade-like smile, walked a few steps closer, took a medicine bottle from his arms, carefully sprinkled the medicine powder on her wound, and tore a strip of cloth from the placket of his clothes, and wrapped it around her arm.

In the dream, she hesitated, puzzled, didn't know how to ask, didn't know whether to thank or not. Feng Lan raised her head and smiled, and said, "Why are you so careless, I will protect you in the future." ”

When the dream came here, Pei Zhenwan suddenly woke up.

She has always been calm and brave, and she can still deal with the tragic things in her dreams, all she thinks about is how to stop her sister-in-law from making a decisive move, even when she fights alone with the white wolf in her dream, she has never been afraid. But in the dream, Feng Lan smiled, and when she told her to protect her, she seemed to clearly feel a tightness in her chest, and her body trembled unconsciously.

The moonlight cast by the window made a trace of whiteness in the room, and at this moment, Pei Zhenwan stared, looking at the wooden beams on the roof of the room, and her mind gradually pulled back to her eyes.

Wan Xiuyun was already asleep at the moment, and her beautiful face had a faint velvet light in the faint moonlight. Pei Zhenwan's tossing and turning here probably only affected her by changing a few more postures.

Pei Zhenwan glanced sideways at Wan Xiuyun, got up slightly, stood on tiptoe, and walked outside the room.

At this time, the time has passed, the ugly time has come, and everyone in the Penglai Hall is the moment of deep sleep. Except for one or two palace maids and eunuchs who were on duty at night outside the palace gate, there was no one. In the summer, there was a faint sound of the wind, and there was no other sound.

In the Chen Palace, there are naturally various bureaus that drive cicadas and eliminate insects on weekdays, so as not to disturb the masters with the sound of insects and cicadas. But such tranquility made Pei Zhenwan feel that she had lived up to the night, and there was no comfortable artistic conception of the people.

The moon was like practice, Pei Zhenwan sat on the steps outside the door, raised her head, and looked at the half of the bright moon. There was still a burning sensation on his face, but in the moonlight, it seemed that he gradually felt it.

Is Fang Cai's dream because of excessive thinking during the day?

Pei Zhenwan thought quietly, but felt that it was difficult to convince herself.

She and Feng Lan are just two sides of the coin. She has always believed that the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, but between her and Feng Lan, it is as calm as this water. From the moment she hinted that Feng Lan's pendant in the Ting Palace would have an incident, Feng Lan had become the person she used to act in the Chen Palace. She is not a gentleman, and Feng Lan is not as light as water.

Yes, why did a Qianniuwei general send her this Yurong alabaster cream?

Pei Zhenwan herself couldn't believe that Feng Lan's move was just a concern between friends. With his noble background, when he was a teenager, he studied with the then prince and now Emperor Chen, and now he is about thirty years old, leading Qianniu Wei Zhonglang General, although the official position is five grades, but who doesn't know that these generals in the forbidden army, if one day they are transferred to the armies under the Ministry of War, which one will not be promoted to two positions in a row?

She is a palace maid of Penglai Palace, but when she first met, she showed a moment of martial arts, can she really make such Feng Lan treat her differently?

Or is there something else going on? Or is it for Feng Lan, she Pei Zhenwan is also the son of a certain plot that can be borrowed? Pei Zhenwan thought about it carefully, in the past few months, he has secretly investigated Feng Lan's past, he has never been involved in the inner circle, not involved in the government, and is a person with a pure heart. Since Emperor Chen succeeded to the throne, Feng Lan has always only focused on the defense of the palace, or obsessed with martial arts, and he has not gone to the wine banquets between various courtiers and generals.

After such a long time, Pei Zhenwan can only be attributed to her good feelings in the end.

Thinking of this result, Pei Zhenwan was a little sentimental, not joyful.

She entered the palace this time to go to Emperor Chen's side, use the power she can get, and Emperor Chen's hands, to eliminate the Cao family and change the reputation of her uncle's mansion and the people who were slaughtered in Fengzhou City. Feng Lan, the general of the forbidden army of Chen Palace, Emperor Chen's companion, may also be a person valued by Emperor Chen in private, how can he be entangled with her?

What's more, Pei Zhenwan smiled bitterly, although she had a very shallow relationship with Feng Lan in these few meetings, and even sometimes sneered at his ever-changing steadiness and frivolity, Pei Zhenwan could probably also perceive that he was an extremely clean and frank person who had traveled all the way. But what about yourself? After experiencing the massacre of Fengzhou and carrying heavy grievances and hatred, she is no longer the gentle woman she looks like on her face.

Her heart is dark, full of calculations, and she treats the people and things around her as a sharp blade, which will hurt others and herself.

Feng Lan, I'm just a passer-by to you, perhaps, it's a person you don't even have to raise your eyelids.