The pain, the boundless and bone-deep pain seeped into the limbs like air.

Fan Yanqiao's eyes were filled with a blood-red mist, with a thick sweet smell.

The sound of gunshots and cries resounded in her ears one after another, and in the blood mist, she seemed to return to the scene of the death of her parents that day, and her mother protected her in the corner behind her in order to protect her, and she cried and begged the man with the gun to let them go, but the man was unmoved, and only blindly forced her to ask for the password of her father's safe.

It wasn't until the gunshots downstairs rang out that the man slapped his mother to the ground with some impatience, stepped on her back, and hit her in the cheek, her face was bleeding profusely, and her body twitched violently.

It was full of blood, blood everywhere, Fan Yanqiao's heart was so distressed that it almost stopped instantly, she screamed in pain, desperately trying to put that pool of warm blood into her mother's body, but everything was in vain, and her mother's body was getting colder and colder.

Fan Yanqiao was so crying that he could barely breathe, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Xue Shao, who was standing in front of the window, heard Fan Yanqiao's cry, turned around slowly, and glanced down at Fan Yanqiao in the cold moonlight.

Her face was full of tears, and in the moonlight, sparkling with stars, she clutched the corner of the blanket tightly with one hand, as if it were going to tear it apart.

She seemed to be in pain, her brows were furrowed, even in her sleep, she could still see how heartbroken and helpless the expression on her face was, she bit her lip tightly, and she could already see a slight bead of blood on her lips.

Xue Shao frowned slightly, leaned over to look at her carefully, one hand propped up on the side of her ear, and the other hand clamped her jaw hard.

"Wake up!" He commanded her in a low voice.

But she was trapped in an extremely deep dream and could not be withdrawn, her expression was still painful, and she almost cried out of breath.

His eyes narrowed, and he said with heavy pressure on his hand: "Wake up!" Fan Yanqiao! ”

Sensing the pain in her jaw, Fan Yanqiao suddenly stopped crying and opened her eyes suddenly.

She breathed heavily, tears streaming unconsciously, but her gaze was confused and empty.

But in the blink of an eye, she recognized who the person in front of her face was, but her expression suddenly became sober, she grabbed his wrist, and said in a dumb voice: "Why are you ...... here?"

Her voice was hoarse, and when she spoke, the volume was much lower.

There is no power.

But Xue Shao heard it clearly.

He withdrew his hand, stood up straight, looked down at her, and said lightly, "Do you have a nightmare?" ”

There was a flash of pain on Fan Yanqiao's face, she pinned her face to the side and sat up slowly.

She kept her head down, her long hair hanging at her sides, and her hands clasped around her knees.

"You ...... go"

She choked up.

Xue Shao raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "What?" Was Miss Fan scared? ”

She was silent for a moment, then repeated, "You ...... go"

The expression on Xue Shao's face slowly narrowed: "Miss Fan, I don't like others to ignore me......"

Fan Yanqiao gritted his teeth, raised his head suddenly, and shouted hoarsely, "I told you to go!" You get me out! I don't want to see you! You executioner! Killer! ”

It was midnight, and the marshal's mansion was unusually quiet, and her hissing suddenly broke the silence.

The footsteps of the soldiers patrolling back and forth in the courtyard were a little heavier, and the barking of wolfhounds was low.

Xue Shao's face changed slightly, she was about the first person to speak to him like this since she grew so old.

He frowned and looked at her coldly: "Miss Fan, I came here to have news for you...... But I didn't expect you to be so ignorant......"

Before he finished speaking, Fan Yanqiao pounced, she grabbed the hem of his military uniform, but her hand touched his waist.

Xue Shao only thought at first that she was indignant and was about to beat her again, and she was about to retreat the moment she got up, but who knew that she was pulling his clothes and pulling him tightly in front of her.

Feeling her hand groping along his right waist, Xue Shao's heart instantly brightened.

He was stunned for a moment, but when he reacted, he laughed softly.

With a smile, he reached out and grabbed Fan Yanqiao's wrist suddenly, and with a slight force in his hand, he flipped her over on the bed.

Fan Yanqiao didn't have time to scream, but in the next second, Xue Shao's body covered it strongly.

There were people in the corridor outside the door, but no one dared to walk in.

Fan Yanqiao struggled hard, stretched out her hand to push his shoulder, her face was pale, she glared at him viciously, full of disgust, and gasped and said, "You...... Go away! Go away! ”

Xue Shao clasped her wrist and pressed her hand the top of her head, with a faint smile on his half-bright and half-dark face, his eyes were bright, and he whispered in his mouth: "Miss Fan, I never wear a gun ...... below."