Chapter 119: Who is Dong Meng?
not only carried back to the house to be petted, but also announced to the world.
General Lu couldn't be angry, so he ignored the occasion to ask the prince for an explanation.
Hey? General Lu seems to have a hangover?
Ouch, poor General Lu is deeply affectionate, but the prince of war abandons his old love for the sake of a new love, but it's a pity, it's a pity!
Ignoring everyone's gossip and forbearance, Pei Lingqi walked calmly to the hall.
Lu Dunran, who was touching his head behind him and couldn't figure it out, hurriedly caught up, "Hey, you wait for me!" ”
Before the emperor arrived, there were endless discussions around him, Pei Lingqi lowered his voice and asked, "Do you know anyone who understands dreams?"
Lu Qianran didn't understand, "Who is Dong Meng?" How could I know his people! ”
“……”
"The little girl in the family has been having nightmares recently, and I don't think it's normal." The man's eyebrows are shallow.
Only then did Lu Wanran hear it clearly, pondered for a moment, and said, "It seems that there really is such a ...... I'll tell you when I find it! ”
The courtiers "inadvertently" caught a glimpse of General Lu smirking beside the prince of war, and couldn't help but sigh and sigh, the prince of war had good means, and the coaxing General Lu was actually dead again.
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The weather was too hot, and Sheng Hansleeve had no motivation to stay in the market for too long in thick clothes, so he only went to count bad luck every two days, and sat for an hour at most each time.
No matter how much money she makes, she can't be too desperate, and she has to have a life to slip out of the war.
But after resting, she was bored, and she was afraid of nightmares when she slept, and she was a lot haggard every day.
On the other hand, Qin Ya'er, who came to the Frost Courtyard to wander around when she had nothing to do, said that she was "contacting feelings", was really more delicate than a flower.
"Hongyi, how many days hasn't the prince come to see me?"
"It's not been two days." At the end, the red clothes corrected, "Actually, it's not two days. The girl came out of the prince's courtyard the day before yesterday, and when the prince came over these two nights, the girl had already fallen asleep, so she didn't see the prince. ”
Sheng Han lay on the table with his sleeves wilted, "Without the prince, I live like a year...... "I couldn't sleep well for two days in a row, and I kept my eyes open almost all night to prevent myself from falling into a dream.
I fell asleep for the first hour, and his big guy got stuck during that period, which was really clever.
The red clothes didn't squeak, and said in her heart, girl, don't your conscience hurt if you say this.
"No, I have to find the prince." This frost courtyard is too weird, she didn't have nightmares last time she slept in the big guy's house!
Wait, it seems that I had a bad dream in the big guy's yard that night!
Tsk, no matter, it's better to have a big living person next to her than nothing, lest she wake up frightened and dare not move, for fear that something will suddenly appear on the side.
Sheng Hansleeve pondered, he had been in the house for a short time, and the big guy had never found other women, nor had he slept with her every day, most of them because he didn't like to share a bed with people.
She wanted to rely on him, but she had to think of something.
That night, someone stood outside the main courtyard and witnessed the prince of war enter the bedroom and tiptoe over to the waist.
Standing in front of the door, Sheng Han's sleeves examined himself back and forth, and felt that his image was not miserable enough, so he took off his shoes and threw them back, and then put on a crying expression, raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Pei Lingqi just took off his coat, guessed that it was her, put it on again and opened the door, "Scared awake?" ”
Sheng Hansleeve said, "I have a nightmare" and swallowed back into his stomach, "Well, I'm so scared, my shoes fell off all the way, ......"
The red coat who picked up her shoes and the shadow guard on duty at night: Girl, do you think we are blind?
Lowering her eyes, Pei Lingqi saw the little girl's white and tender feet, stepping on the steps, lined by the ground more and more white as jade.
"I lost my shoes, but I hugged my pillow tightly?"