Zixi thought about things and couldn't sleep. On the first night after Chu Chen left, it was inevitable that he would be a little lonely, but he had to go to court in the morning, and he had to sleep for a while no matter what.

Outside the window, the night was extraordinarily bright, and the faint light shone in through the carved window, like a hazy veil of light.

The regent rested in the outer hall, leaning on the brocade couch and falling into a light sleep. In the middle of the night, there was a strange sound in the inner hall, he opened his deep dark eyes, and left the couch like electricity and went to the inner hall,

"Your Majesty!" Zixi sat up suddenly, with a cold sweat on his face and shortness of breath. There was a lamp left in the hall, and under the dim light, Zixi's eyes were dazed for a moment: "Uncle Huang...... I had a nightmare. ”

"Nightmares are all fake." Nan Mohao knelt in front of the bed, his ten fingers clasped tightly on the edge of the bed, his voice was tense,

"Your Majesty need not be afraid."

"I dreamed of Chu Chen." Zixi took a deep breath and shook his head to shake off the shadow in his mind,

"I dreamed that something happened to Chu Chen." Nan Mohao stretched out his hand and carefully held her hand, trying to convey a little comfort to her: "Your Majesty, Chu Chen has his own hidden guard master by his side, as well as twenty people arranged by the minister...... Unless someone sends an army against him, he will be fine. "In fact, even if someone sent an army against him, the hidden guards would be able to take him out of danger in the shortest possible time.

There is not much chance of encountering danger on the road. Zixi closed her eyes, only feeling restless,

"I saw the white flag...... "try{mad1(gad2); }catch(ex){}nightmares are not always accurate.

But her nightmares always felt like something was foreshadowing. Nan Mohao pursed her lips in silence, not knowing how to comfort her.

Chu Chen has been gone for more than a day, and at this time, even if he immediately sends someone to chase and investigate the news, it is impossible to send the news back immediately.

Besides, if something really happened, the hidden guards who followed him would pass the news back as soon as possible.

Whether or not to continue to send people to catch up, the result is the same.

"I'm fine." After calming down her emotions, Zixi raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows,

"Maybe it's really thinking about it during the day and dreaming at night." When Nan Mohao heard this, he also relaxed a little, and quietly took his hand back,

"Your Majesty, do you want to wash your face? Go get some warm water. ”

"No hassle." Zixi lay down on the bed and looked up at the top of the tent,

"You go to sleep."

"Yes." Nan Mohao answered yes and turned back to the outer hall. Leaning on the brocade couch, he never dared to fall asleep again.

Sleepless nights. Nothing happened in the next few days, and nothing came from it. For Zixi, no news means good news, at least it means that the wind and waves are calm and there is no danger.

Zixi got up on time every day, went to the imperial study on time to review the folds, and went to the Yuyang Palace on time to visit Qin Shang, seeing that Qin Shang's health was greatly improved, she had no scruples, and finally arranged for two smart palace maids to serve him in the palace for a simple living and washing.

try{mad1(gad2); }catch(ex){} is busy every day, but the people who follow him inch by inch have changed from Chu Chen to Nan Mohao.

Five days passed. Emperor Xiu entered the palace again, and brought back a message that Zixi didn't want to hear: "The king of Xiling Qingjun and his princess are gone." "King Qingjun and his princess, gone?

Zixi's face was pale, as if he had been struck by lightning. Her nightmare came true.

"How so?" Qin Shang was shocked,

"Didn't Tsing Yi rush over?" Di Xiu didn't care about this, and it was also by the way to bring a message, and when he heard this, he glanced at Qin Shang,

"Didn't catch up." - The update ends in the early morning. Two more words, this book is on the shelves this month, and I want to make a list in the first month, so I ask for a monthly pass at the end of the chapter every day, and I won't ask for it again next month.

The monthly pass is voluntary, and I've been on the shelves for almost every day, in order to ask for that monthly pass, and I'm dizzy with a headache.

Some readers are impatient, but I want to say, read the book your choice, vote too, if it weren't for the monthly pass, I wouldn't have to be tired and tired to update so much.

If you don't want to read the book, if you have an opinion about the author, it's better to abandon the article early, I don't owe you. I want to talk about "Tanglin Emperor" with more like-minded people, "Chat with more book friends about your favorite books."