The rain outside the window kept falling.

Duan Lizheng has never felt that the summer rain is so long, and he has never felt that the night is so short.

Even if he didn't want to, the night outside still changed from thick to light as the rain fell.

"When?" Duan Lizheng looked at the rain for a moment and asked.

"It's time." Song Huaizhu next to him replied.

His voice was as light as water.

The two went on calmly for what had been going on for five conversations.

At the junction of day and night, under the Yeongam Temple, which is shrouded in night.

Two men stood side by side under the corridor outside the meditation room, watching the rain fall from the eaves.

The routine conversation ended, and silence returned to between the two of them.

The two of them kept a distance not far or close, and they didn't feel embarrassed to stand like this without talking.

They had been standing here for more than three hours.

The door creaked open, and the Tao lady came out of it, holding two cups of tea in her hands.

"Duan Gongzi, you better go outside and take a rest." Lady Tao sighed.

"After all, you're ...... tomorrow It's not tomorrow," Lady Tao handed the tea to Duan Lizheng, "You still have to take the township test today." ”

Duan Lizheng smiled bitterly, "It's okay, I'm not sleepy at this time." He drank all the tea in his hand, put the tea cup on the tray and smiled, "Don't worry, I'm a cultivator in the middle stage of ascending to the extreme, and it's nothing if I don't sleep all night." ”

That being said.

But even though it's been three days since the exam, today is still the most physically demanding martial arts test, and no one is iron-clad. Tao Nuguan said in her heart.

She shook her head, walked over to the other man, and opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Song Huaizhu picked up the teacup and bowed slightly to the Tao female official.

"How is she? Did His Highness sleep? Duan Lizheng's body was slightly sideways, as if he wanted to look inside the house, but he quickly controlled himself and looked at the raindrops under the eaves again.

Lady Tao sighed again, "Miss Nine is still asleep, her eyes have not been opened, Your Highness she ......"

The middle-aged woman looked at the half-hidden door, not knowing what she was thinking, and then shook her head slightly.

"What a sin......

The sigh of the Tao lady did not reach the house.

There are many brocade curtains in the meditation room, which is the soft smoke brought from the gods.

The sandalwood in the incense burner curls, and the dripping in the corner of the house makes a subtle ticking sound.

The soft brocade curtain floated out, but the big bed that was in full bloom behind the smoke of the red tent was empty.

In the palatial, phoenix-colored room, the lights were dim, and only a lantern of the Sheep's Horn Palace flickered, illuminating the snow-white face of the woman sitting on the ground.

The long skirt was spread out, and Princess Jinyang sat on the ground, her hands on her knees, and her back leaned tightly on the beauty couch.

Zhu Luan on the couch was covered with a brocade quilt, his face was pale, and he slept peacefully with his eyes closed.

The beauty couch is not high, but Princess Jinyang shrunk herself into a ball, like a child, and she looked a little young at a glance.

The room is very quiet. It was quiet for a long time.

"What a nasty woman," I don't know how long it took, Princess Jinyang raised her head and muttered against the beauty couch.

"You sleep soundly, but you can't sleep with others."

She turned her head to look at the girl on the bed, and as time passed, she couldn't help but become anxious.

I wanted to say a few more sarcastic words, but when I opened my mouth to speak, Princess Jinyang was silent again.

It looks like this, but no one knows what she's going through inside.

Ten fingers can't even wake up Zhu Luan from the pain in his heart.

What does this royal sister have to do to wake up?

Why would I believe that she would wake up?

Princess Jinyang looked down at her palm.

She is no longer the omnipotent imperial sister she knows.

What's more, it's just omnipotence in the eyes of a nine-year-old.

A truly omnipotent person does not die.

She is now just a cultivator who is not even as good as herself, the Yitian Realm.

The Grandmaster had said that even a cultivator who had ascended to the Extreme Realm would not be able to wake up that night.

Time passes.

Princess Jinyang half-closed her eyes, holding her face and not knowing what she was thinking, the palm of her other hand slowly caressing the lamp holder of the palace lamp.

After a while, she sighed and opened her eyes.

There was already a glimmer of morning light outside the window.

She extinguished almost all the lights in the house to deceive herself that the night had not passed. But time is of the essence.

There was a third rooster crow in my ears.

It's about to dawn.

Princess Jinyang's eyes showed a hint of despair.

"Now, do you remember the story that the Queen Mother told us?" Princess Jinyang glanced at the couch and said.

The man on the couch remained motionless.

Princess Jinyang turned her head and smiled, and continued, "The queen mother calls it a fairy tale, what is a fairy tale?" ”

She said to herself, her cheeks bulging.

"That person always says strange things, and only you have the patience to listen." Princess Jinyang shook her head.

"I still remember that fairy tale, and it was also on such a rainy day that the queen mother told us what the sleeping beauty was." The woman looked out the window at the shadow of the raindrops, and there was a hint of nostalgia and loneliness in her eyes.

"You can wake up after being kissed by some prince," Princess Jinyang said and laughed, "I don't know where that person saw this kind of immoral story, it is definitely not from Da Zhou." ”

"You say, those two men outside, how about I call one person in now and let them do the same?" Princess Jinyang said with interest, "Will you just wake up?" Awakened? ”

Princess Jinyang said to herself, haha, laughing, loud, until she was laughed out of tears.

Her laughter echoed through the empty meditation room.

There is no reaction behind it.

Princess Jinyang stopped with a smile and a smile.

It's still so quiet in the house. It's eerily quiet.

Princess Jinyang's face sank.

Then she staggered to her feet.

The lamp fell to the ground, and the fire in the lamp was extinguished.

Princess Jinyang took a deep breath and walked towards the door with her feet raised.

"Hey, are you really going?"

At this moment, an inaudible voice suddenly came from behind her.

The voice was so soft, and a little lazy, like a gossamer, but it exploded in Princess Jinyang's mind like thunder.

Princess Huo Ran of Jinyang looked back, and then the two bright stars fell back into Princess Jinyang's eyes, making her slightly speechless.

The man on the couch...... The man who had been lying there silently...... Her lips were bloodless, and her strange and familiar glowing pupils looked at her quietly.

Princess Jinyang felt that her legs were weak for a while, and she stood in place in a daze.

"What's wrong?" The people on the couch had tiredness in their eyes that could not be concealed, and their light and fluttering voices were vague and weak, and they said with a smile: "The story of Sleeping Beauty is heard by children, why do you still believe it when you are so old." ”

Zhu Luan was lying down and smiled slightly at Princess Jinyang.

"I'm going to wake up scared of you."