She was closer, and Zhao Siqing seemed to be able to feel the slightly cool breath on his body, with a faint coolness, which seemed to be somewhat familiar.

She gradually came back to her senses, turned her head to look at him and said slowly: "Nalan... Is it true? ”

Her voice was a little hoarse, so that Zhao Siqing herself was a little unfamiliar with it.

Seeing her mention Nalan, the man's gaze condensed a little, and his lips pursed lightly without making a sound.

She looked at him with red circles in her eyes and chuckled, "Did you already know?" ”

The man looked at her pale face, was silent for a few seconds, and said slowly, "Yes." ”

Zhao Siqing chuckled lightly, her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and even her chest seemed to have an unspeakable sorrow, and she was almost out of breath when she was depressed: "How long are you going to hide it from me?" ”

The man looked at her silently.

Zhao Siqing smiled, her eyelashes stained with tears: "You didn't expect me to know so soon, right?" How long do you think you can hide it? ”

As the words fell, she lowered her eyes slightly, turned and walked to the bedroom.

The man reached out and grabbed her, as if trying to say something.

She pushed him away and took a few steps back: "Don't touch me, you madman!" ”

Hearing this, the man's face gradually sank, and his eyes became gloomy, he pursed his lips lightly, and lowered his eyes after a few seconds of silence: "I'll ask the servant to bring you the food in a while." ”

A hint of mockery flashed in Zhao Siqing's eyes, and he didn't make a sound.

Is there a must to eat?

What's the point of her living like this......

After Zhao Siqing returned to the bedroom, he locked the door tightly.

As soon as she thought of Nalan Yanran, tears slipped down uncontrollably, one by one, crystal clear, like a pearl with a broken thread.

Huo Jingchen didn't guard her for long, and when he saw that she began to whimper in a low voice, he immediately furrowed his brows and called her in a low voice.

"Qingqing... Wake up. ”

His voice was low, but Zhao Siqing slept very deeply because of the fever and didn't wake up for a long time.

Tears rolled silently down her face, and Huo Jingchen's heart tightened.

Zhao Siqing was still in a nightmare, she smashed the things in the bedroom, and the delicate ornaments and porcelain were shattered all over the floor, and it was a mess.

It's her... It's all because of her.

Otherwise, Nalan Yanran would not have ......

"Zhao Siqing, I said one last time, open the door." Outside the door was the voice of a man's cold owl, giving an ultimatum.

Zhao Siqing sat in a mess crying and did not react.

Until the door was kicked open with a 'bang', and the man walked in with a calm face.

With this loud noise, Zhao Siqing suddenly woke up.

She raised her hand and touched her cheek, which was coldly moist and made her a little dazed.

What happened to Nalan Yanran?

How could she lose her temper so much.

Zhao Siqing's crying head hurt even more, and she opened her eyes in a daze, her vision was a little blurry, but she still recognized the person in a blur.

She said softly: "Huo Jingchen." ”

"Yes."

Zhao Siqing looked at him, his eyes were red, and his voice was a little choked: "I seem... Dreaming again. ”

Huo Jingchen's eyes were dark, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he said slowly: "I know." ”

"I... Dream of Nalan Yanran...... Something went wrong. Zhao Siqing spoke softly, her voice was hoarse, but she couldn't figure out how she could have such a strange dream.

This time, there was even Nalan in the dream.

Seeing her in a daze, Huo Jingchen gave her a haircut and said in a low voice, "It's okay." ”

Zhao Siqing's thoughts were in a mess, and her crying eyes couldn't be opened, and it didn't take long for her to close them again.