In the days since she was "abducted", Pei Baoer has been thinking: to escape, or not to escape?

If you don't run away, the consequences are obvious.

Although I don't know why Qi Heng knew that she (or the original owner) was his "dead" ex-wife, and let her stay outside for so long, but now that even the original owner's mother's family has been involved, it must be impossible not to take it back to fulfill the responsibilities of the original owner.

Pei Bao'er did not inherit the memory of the original owner at all, so she was very panicked, although the so-called cliff accident could endorse her "amnesia", but as long as she thought of the warblers and warblers in the palace that she was about to face, the seven aunts and eight aunts of her mother's family, and the noble ladies in the palace or other powerful mansions, she had a headache and wanted to be reincarnated again.

The difficulty of escaping is also clear at a glance.

Not to mention that Qi Heng's subordinates are all skilled, although he himself looks sick, but it doesn't seem to be bad, even if he can slip away from under their noses, it will be a long process to return the same way, not to mention, his own nest has been touched clearly, Qi Heng can still send someone to the east of the city to guard the plant and wait for the rabbit to catch him.

However, they have been away from Donglincheng for several days, and the town where they settled yesterday seems to belong to the territory of Duanzhou, and they will enter Beijing after a day and a half of walking. If you don't run away at this time, I'm afraid that it will be even more difficult to escape when you enter the capital!

Pei Baoer had no choice but to take the risk.

Now, she has only succeeded in the first step, and there is no excitement and joy in her heart, only confusion and worry about the unknown future.

"Ah Liang, I'm hungry~"

Not long after leaving the city, Xiao Yan'er began to gnaw her fingers aggrievedly, because there was nothing to eat.

Pei Bao'er was very guilty, they ran away in a hurry, they didn't bring anything except the silver ticket and the small dagger on their bodies, in order to race against time, they forgot about dry food at all, and jumped into the carriage and left the city with a roar. Fortunately, the groom knew the road well, and said that he could take a detour, and only need to walk for more than half an hour, and then he could take another small town and go there to buy some food.

Although she was a little vigilant, she had no other way but to respond, touching her son's fat belly and comforting: "Good, if you fall asleep, you won't be hungry, and you will have food when you wake up in a while." ”

Xiao Yan'er said suspiciously: "Okay, let's sleep together~"

In this case, Pei Bao'er was in a mess in her heart, where could she sleep, but in order to coax her son, she could only be patient, hugged him against the wall of the carriage, pulled a thin blanket on the carriage with a disgusted face, covered Xiao Yan'er with nothingness, and then closed her eyes slightly and pretended to sleep.

She had just planned to make a show and put her son to sleep, after all, they were orphans and widows, and they were afraid that the groom would see the wealth. Unexpectedly, she really fell asleep when she closed her eyes like this, probably because she didn't sleep well last night, and she was too tired to sing a big drama today.

In a daze, she seemed to feel the carriage stop, and there was something else, but she quickly walked steadily again, and the slightest suspicion was also skipped by her.

“…… I'll just sleep for a while......"

The curtain of the car was gently lifted, and the woman who was whispering softly with her eyes closed fell into the eyes of the visitor, and the small broken hair on her temples poked out furry, as if she had accidentally messed up in a hurry, and there was a little peach pink on her cheeks, and a thin layer of sweat secreted from the tip of her nose. Especially when she was sleeping, she was holding the child in her arms tightly in one hand and holding a delicate portable dagger in the other hand, which made people even more moved.

"Let's go."

Pei Bao'er seemed to hear such a sentence, but she thought it was heard in a dream, because she saw a mess of people and things in this specious, strangely fragrant dream.

The blue-gray sky is divided into one word after another by the courtyard, the high courtyard wall is piled with white snowflakes, and the red lanterns hanging under the corridor do not look festive at all, but are set off by the cold and cold background of the courtyard.

Many people's faces flashed, men and women, old and young, most of the men were dressed decently, and most of the women wore gold and silver, but she didn't seem to recognize these people.

Some people smile, some people are humble and forbearing, and some people are arrogant, saying such and such things in their mouths, but they do not say one after another, but all the voices are almost mixed together, just like a small space that is a hundred times more noisy than a vegetable market, noisy, sharp, and upsetting.

Pei Bao'er's temples suddenly hurt, and the beating green tendons seemed to burst out of the surface of the skin, but she was like falling into a muddy swamp, unable to extricate herself.

The vigilance in her heart told her that she couldn't sleep anymore, let alone indulge in these weird dreams. She had to wake up, and now she had to rely on her to protect their mother and son.

Just a moment before she could not bear it, she struggled to open her eyes.

The noise in her ears suddenly ceased, everything seemed to stand still, and she saw herself in an endless white world.

"What's going on? I'm still dreaming? A dream within a dream? ”

She looked around, convinced that there was nothing but her, let alone a figure. She tried to get up and walk around, but found that her feet didn't seem to be very solid, and every step felt like stepping on soft cotton.

Pei Baoer pinched her thigh hard, but found that she seemed to be really in pain.

It seems weird.

It's not that she's unlucky to the extreme, she really ran into a black-hearted groom who was interested in getting rich, and she directly gave her the result while she was asleep, so she wore it again, right? Or is it a fantasy world?

She shouted at the top of her voice, "Anyone?" ”

But I only heard my own voice rippling like water waves, disappearing in this world where there was nothing but white, and there was not even an echo.

It's quiet here, quieter than the deep mountains and forests in the dead of night, but it's a little scary, because it seems that there is no living thing here, as if the whole world is left with itself, and everything has turned into nothingness, so lonely, helpless and hopeless.

Pei Bao'er didn't believe in evil, she touched her body and found that the dagger was still there, and it was firmly stuffed in her sleeve pocket. In order to create a false sense of security, she pulled it out, held the handle in one hand, held the sheath in the other, slightly hunched her back, picked up a random direction, and walked cautiously.

She wished she could see something different, except for the boundless whiteness, and anything else that could come out. But she was still disappointed after all, and she didn't know how long or how far she had walked, and the surroundings were still exactly the same, as if she had never walked out at all, and was still in the same place.

She stomped her foot in exasperation, but was bounced back by the marshmallow-like "plane", and there was not even a thump.

The silence began to terrify her, she didn't know what was going on, where she was, if she could go back, but she was sure of one thing. If she's going to be stuck here all the time, she's going to go absolutely insane. At this moment, compared to here, it seems that the option of obediently following Qi Heng back to the capital to play the original owner is not so terrible!

Pei Baoer was a little tired from walking, so she simply sat on the ground, ready to rest first. Anyway, the "floor" here is very elastic, which gives her a long-lost touch of sitting on the sofa.

She unconsciously shook the dagger in her hand, and slowly, her eyes lost focus and entered a state of emptiness.

Suddenly, her dark brown pupils shrank, and her eyes fell on the sharp blade of the dagger, as if with consideration and hesitation.

After a while, she finally bit her lip and swung her knife directly to wipe it off with her other hand.

The crimson blood slowly slid down the blade, drop by drop, on the pure white "marshmallow".

Pei Bao'er looked strange, frowned and muttered, "How did you do it?" I obviously felt it just now, why doesn't it hurt at all now? Could it be that I'm still dreaming? ”

Where she didn't notice, the place where the rootless blood dripped down, that is, under her feet, seemed to be changing uncannyly, and the blood-red color spread like a thin thread, and soon intertwined into a fine dark web. At the same time, a light suddenly lit up, right in front of her.

Pei Baoer was still frowning and thinking, if this was a dream, how would she wake up, she couldn't ask her to stab herself in the heart with a knife, right?

The corner of his eye caught the slightest strange light, with a faint blood.

She looked up suddenly, she was sure that there was no such light before, and when she looked closely, the plane under her feet also changed, and this pure white space seemed to be stained red by those few drops of blood, and it was strange everywhere.

But she could only walk boldly towards the light source.

Soon, she saw a door in the distance.

She walked faster, and perhaps the door was the key to her awakening from this strange nightmare, and she could go back by pushing open the door.

But when she got closer, she realized that it was not a door, but a large mirror about two as tall as her. The mirror seemed to have no substance, like a thin silver curtain hanging there, rippling like the surface of the water when the wind blows.

Pei Bao'er stood in front of the mirror with a vigilant face and looked at it for a while, but she didn't see anything famous. Except for the vague self reflected in it, she didn't see any mountains of treasures, nor did she see her glamorous self, so this is not a magic mirror that can illuminate people's desires.

She gritted her teeth and tentatively touched the mirror with her left hand, which was not holding the dagger.

Perhaps, there is a 1 in 10,000 chance that this mirror may really be a door?

As if to verify her conjecture, Pei Baoer's fingers really didn't touch anything substantial, only a touch of putting her hand into a cloud of mist.

She looked at one of her knuckles that had sunk in, and was about to step over, when the "mirror" suddenly changed, and the thin, disembodied plane was no longer monotonous silver, but flowing with a rapidly changing brilliance that was difficult for the human eye to capture.

She paused, and was hesitating whether to step over, but saw that the "mirror" suddenly moved, and the layers of ripples rotated, converging into a whirlpool that was not too big or small.

Pei Baoer was caught off guard and was sucked in.