A cold wind blew, Qingmang wiped the tears on her face, why was she so easily sentimentalized by this woman who shared her name in her dream?

Why are dreams so real?

Could it be......

Suddenly, there was a chime sound in my ears.

Qingmang let out a long breath of turbidity, waking up from the dream that was so endless and depressed that she had depressed.

Where is this? Somewhat familiar......

She stared blankly at the top of the bed carved with vermilion lacquer for a long time before she reacted, this should be the bed she slept in when she and Song Yan were married.

Then, she recalled all the things in her dream, and suddenly she had a guess, that dream was not her past life?

"Qingmang ......" A familiar clear voice came.

It's Song Yan.

He appeared!

"You're finally here...... Qingmang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, no matter how dangerous it was, he felt safe with him.

Her lips were about to crack, and she froze.

There was also Song Yan in his previous life, is it also him?

She looked at Song Yan carefully, he was very handsome in the dream, and he was very kingly dressed in a royal robe, but he was ...... in front of him

She couldn't see his appearance clearly, or even his emotions at the moment.

He should have been as calm as ever, but he seemed a little sad.

"Green ...... Qingmang, your spirit is injured, don't think nonsense. Song Yan was a little more helpless in his words.

Oh yes, this perverted man can read minds, why does she think so much in front of him!

Song Yan couldn't help but sigh again.

"Huh? Why am I here again? I have to go back to school! "But I thought in my head, I have to go to Song Qi to make up for the class!

"Don't get out of bed!" Song Yan said sharply.

Qingmang was scared by his shout: "Why are you so loud!" I can't talk well! ”

"Your spirit is injured, don't be cranky, be careful of your soul out of your body."

Hearing this, Qingmang was honest, and lay down obediently, she still remembered the pain of being hit by Lu Qian's spirit body, if it was out of the body, it would be okay!

Song Yan tucked the quilt corner for her with satisfaction.

"Husband, I just had a long, long dream." Qingmang shrunk in the quilt, leaving only a small round head, staring at Song Yan without blinking.

"Since it's a dream, it's not credible."

Heh, topic buster?

"Husband, you are ......" If it is really a previous life, then he is the king of Hades, and this life should not be bad, "The great official of the underworld!" That supernatural power must be very powerful, right? Can you help me look at my past life? ”

After that dream, Qingmang's curiosity was completely aroused, and she wanted to verify it.

"Not really." Song Yan said coldly.

"Hmph, that's stingy! If you don't want to work hard, forget it, and you won't even see the appearance! Qingmang turned around and turned his back to him, "You go!" I don't want to see you! ”

Song Yan didn't expect Qingmang to wake up and play a little trick on her, looking at her back in a daze, and then really got up and left.

This idiot...... Qingmang couldn't help but curse.

Throughout the day, she did feel uncomfortable, cold and hot, and had a fever, probably this is what Song Yan said about the spirit injury.

But you can bring me a pill, even if it is to reduce the fever first!

Qingmang slept several times in a daze, but his mind was blank, and he didn't have a dream!

Ay...... Is that really just a dream?

It was cold beside him, Qingmang turned his head, and sure enough, Song Yan came again.

He kicked off his shoes, only got into bed, and ruthlessly lifted the quilt on Qingmang's body.