Nightmare! Another boundless nightmare!

Han Qing couldn't remember how many times this was trapped in this nightmare. It became clearer and clearer to him about every detail of the dream. The same scene every time, repeated replays, the same fears every time, repeated re-enactment.

His eyes were mesmerized, and he couldn't see the outside world clearly, surrounded by the fierce shouts of enemy soldiers, trapping him in place from all directions.

"Han Qing—"

Someone shouted his name and couldn't tell the difference between a man and a woman.

The man guarded him, and was cut off in his place.

The man who shouted to him died.

He desperately opened his eyes.

The dead man still couldn't see his face.

That person is important to him.

However, he couldn't see clearly, not even the last side.

What he saw was a body that had been broken in two.

Then the enemy raised their weapons.

His head was cut off to the ground.

Before he died, he saw only a vague figure, running towards him, and then it was dark, leaving only his body in sharp pain.

"Ahh With the rumbling and rolling of the carriage in his ears, Han Qing couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and only felt like a dream.

"That nightmare again?" Bai Bian saw that Han Qing's eyes were dull after he woke up, and his face became more and more pale, so he took him into his arms and asked Wen Yan.

Han Qing buried his head deep in his arms, grabbed Bai Bian's arm, and trembled, "Am I really alive?"

"You are alive, we are on our way to conquer the ghost side, we will definitely kill the ghost side this time, don't worry, everything is fine with me." Bai Bian caressed Han Qing's back and coaxed like a child.

"Bai Bian, when I am fighting, don't come out when you hide in the camp tent, promise me." Han Qing grabbed Bai Bian's sleeve and said emphatically.

"Well, I know, this is the thousandth time you've told me." Bai Bian kissed Han Qing's lips, touched his high hair with both hands, and smiled helplessly.

Bai Bian comforted him, and couldn't help but feel depressed, the sleeping pill newly invented for Han Qing this time had failed again.

Han Qing began to have this nightmare about the time when the Northern Han Dynasty was plotting to usurp the throne, and it continued to last for half a year intermittently, controlled by his sleeping pills in the middle, and there were no seizures.

It's just that he has been getting closer and closer to the Ghost Fang Country recently, and Han Qing's nightmares have reappeared more and more frequently, and even affect his daily life, and he has already changed the sleeping pill prescription twice halfway.

Han Qing told him that he originally thought that he would be cut off by someone in the ancient gold shop, but in fact, he came back alive and well, but this nightmare still continues.

"Hmm." Han Qing responded to his kiss, and the high hair that had just been tied up in the morning was secretly dismantled by Bai Bian in the neck.

However, thinking that Bai Bian was a miracle doctor who could bring the dead back to life, Han Qing was a little relieved, and his face softened a little, but there was still a trace of absent-mindedness in his eyes.

The white thief roamed around with ease, looking at Han Qing, who had a unique haircut, and his eyes became more and more fascinated.

Han Qing's careful eyes gradually became affectionate under his deliberate harassment, Bai Bian kissed the corner of his lips, and said to him: "I don't want to do it now, right?"

"Hmm~"

Han Qing lazily hung his hands around his neck, feeling his enthusiastic contribution, and answered in a daze.

"Do you say that you are a leather snake, and you only know how to eat and sit lazy every day?" Bai Bian watched him enjoy his lack of strength, punished him with evil taste, and questioned in his ear.

"No~Yes~" Han Qing's eyes widened, and his face was well-behaved, as if he asked people to feed him every day, feed him sugar water, beat his legs and massage, listen to him on the flute, and read to him, not Bai Bian.

"Then I'll take a look at your stinky skin to see if there's a lazy snake hiding in it." When Bai Bian spoke, Han Qing threw his gun and abandoned his weapon, pitifully begging for mercy.

The guards on the side of the carriage, listening to the unusual movement in the carriage for the second time today, couldn't help but start to feel ape again, and envied the male concubine, who could do whatever he wanted to the beautiful concubine.

It's just a flute.

"You're really taking advantage of it." Han Qing clutched his uncomfortable throat, like a demon snake nesting in his arms, glared at Bai Bian, a shameless giant, and said resentfully.

He has never touched a woman since Muyun said goodbye to the red sleeves, after they returned to Beihan, Bai Bian immediately disemboweled Bei Hanjing and performed surgery to remove the tumor, the operation process was extremely smooth and successful, and Bei Hanjing's recovery was also very fast.

At that time, Bai Bian was turning over and over with tools in his stomach, looking for the remnants of the tumor without care, but Han Qing was horrified when he watched from the side.

Han Qing still can't forget that after Beihan Jing's hemp boiled, she didn't feel any pain at all, as if she had slept for a while, and asked in confusion, "The operation is over?"

Han Qing swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and glanced at the bloody strange meat on the plate that had been placed at random, and replied with a numb scalp: "It's finally over."

Before Bai Bian's operation, no one in the imperial doctor believed that Bei Hanjing was suffering from the terminal disease of tumor, and even more strongly opposed Bai Bian's idea of disemboweling for surgery, or Bei Hanjing withstood the pressure of public opinion from all sides and let Bai Bian operate on her against all odds.

Facts have proved that Bai Bian's judgment is not wrong in the slightest, and his name as a miracle doctor shines even more.

Han Qing originally wanted to save herself with Bei Hanjing the night before leaving, but unfortunately she had to give up when she came to Kwai Shui that day, so Han Qing had to lie down in the quilt and chat with her purely.

In the process of Mu Yunhui and the ghost party going, it was all cheap for this bastard to eat meat every day.

"Huh? Are you not satisfied and want to do it again? Uncle Bai Bian hugged Han Qing like him, his fingers touched Han Qing's spine restlessly, with a smile in the corners of his eyes, deliberately pretending to be sad, he was simply cheap and obedient.

"Satisfied, satisfied." When Han Qing heard his words, his scalp was numb, and he shouted satisfaction, for fear that Bai Bian would feel dissatisfied and have to return to work.

"Hahahaha...... Then do you not admit that you are a lazy and lazy snake? Bai Bian's fingertips jumped carelessly on Han Qing's spinal nerves, Han Qing only felt that the numbness spread from his fingertips, making people's legs more and more weak, and he hurriedly admitted to this nemesis.

The soldiers of Beihan in the army, everyone knows that the high-ranking concubine was governed by that male concubine.

Han Qing thought in his heart, he must change the carriage to sleep at night, in case of kidney deficiency and numbness, why did he tie this bastard out of the mountain with horns and pimples in the first place.

If you say that you are not feeling well and don't want to share a bed with him, he will diagnose and prescribe medicine to you, massage you to the ground, and get you until you want to take the initiative to share a bed with him.

Han Qing looked at Bai Bian who was satisfied with grievance and indignation, dipped the clean silk cloth he was holding in the water, twisted it gently, leaned down and gently wiped his feet, his delicate eyebrows and eyes smiled peacefully, only the golden blindfold that he refused to take off day and night was particularly dazzling.

Han Qing's fingers stretched out to his slightly cold golden eye patch, and he was quickly intercepted by Bai Bian halfway, Bai Bian lowered his head and said uncertainly: "Don't touch it." That was the ugliest thing about him, the place that made him feel the most inferior.

Since Bai Bian gouged out his eyes by Yeluzheng, his heart has become more and more inferior, and he doesn't like to see people. Although Han Qing repeatedly emphasized that he didn't care about his flaws, Bai Bian deeply minded in his heart.

Han Qing broke free of his palm, touched the slightly cool blindfold with pity, gently took off his blindfold, looked at his deeply sunken eyelids, and asked distressedly, "How are your eyes?" Can it be cured? ”

"A proper eyeball."

"Then I'll get it for you." Han Qing hugged him tightly and promised.

"Somebody, bring that slut up!" Han Qing thought of the slut who hurt Bai Bian, pushed open the window, and shouted angrily to the waiter outside.

"Report to the general, this slut has brought." Soon, a man in ragged clothes with chains on his hands and feet was pushed down by the guards, and everyone in the barracks called Yeluzheng, the emperor of the ancient gold country, a slut.

"Cheap slave, did you wash my horse today?" Han Qing grabbed the long whip hanging on the wall of the carriage, stepped out of the carriage, kicked Ye Luzheng who had just gotten up to the ground, and scolded him in the face.

He wanted to gouge out Yelu Zheng's eyes to take revenge, but Bei Hanjian personally protected him behind him and didn't let him hurt him, and even said: "If you dare to hurt Ah Zheng in the slightest, I won't spare the people around you."

Han Qing was angry and had to do it! Obviously, Ye Luzheng himself didn't care, so he asked Ye Hehua, a fool, not to interfere, but Ye Hehua didn't know which medicine to take, so he had to protect him to the death.

Later, Han Qing only beat Yeluzheng with a hundred whips every day to be angry, and asked Yeluzheng to wash him in the manger every day, and burned a revenge on Yeluzheng's face for gouging out his eyes, Yehehua reluctantly agreed, but Yeluzheng was not allowed to lose any organs on his body.

However, Han Qing was very good at whipping, every time he was whipped, Yeluzheng's skin and flesh were deeply cracked, and he died painfully.

Originally, Yeluzheng's mental state was normal and crazy, but after Han Qing's abuse and insults, his mental state became more and more unstable.

"Cheap slave, you give me a good bed!" Han Qing kicked him in the ribs and whipped down, and Yelu Zheng glared at him hatefully.

"Look at what, be careful that I gouge out your eyeballs! There is a father, a cheap slave without a mother! Your mother is blind and gave birth to you as an ugly monster. Your mother may also be a woman. ”

Han Qing saw his wolf-like eyes, kicked him to the ground, and whipped him head-on at his handsome face, scolding him with disgusting words in his mouth.

I don't know where this whip touched Yelu's scales, he flew at Han Qing violently, like a mad dog with red eyes, and bit Han Qing's seven inches fiercely.

"Someone, pull him away."

Han Qing was pressed to the ground by him, struggling and slapping to see it, his neck was bitten and bleeding profusely, and his eyes were rolled by him.

Everyone beat Yeluzheng with sticks, and he was beaten to death with a broken head and bleeding to death, his nose was hot, and his red eyes snorted and scolded: "Slut, don't scold my mother."

If Ye Hehua was present, he would definitely understand the reason why Ye Lu Zheng was angry. At the beginning, a large-scale wild hunt was held in the Gujin Palace, and Yelu Zheng and his wife were forgotten in the fierce mountains of wild beasts.

Yeluzheng's mother protected the young Yeluzheng, delaying time and waiting for rescue, and there was no flesh and blood left that was eaten by several wild wolves. Therefore, Yeluzheng's mother means a lot to him, and no one can be humiliated.

"Cheap dog, let go of my ......" Han Qing was pinched by him, and his face turned the color of pig liver.

Suddenly, Yelu Zheng's whole body stiffened, his hands lost strength, and he turned around to see the one-eyed male concubine standing behind him, calmly putting away the silver needle, and chuckling at him, as if laughing at his incompetence.

Han Qing desperately broke free, kicked Yelu Zheng, who was restrained by the silver needle, picked up the whip, and singled out his sore place to kill his hand, and within a few strokes, Yelu Zheng's skin opened the flesh and saw the white bones.

"Damn it, you want to bite me to death, see if I don't kill you." In essence, Han Qing must compare with the enemy, and if he has an enmity, he will repay it tenfold.

Bai Bian grabbed his wrist and persuaded him: "Okay, let the subordinates beat, your neck is bleeding." Han Qing was bleeding from his neck, dripping with blood and wetting the placket of his coat.

Bai Bian pulled down his wrist, saw that a large piece of flesh was bitten on his neck, and knew that the grandson wanted to kill Han Qing, his face immediately darkened, and he ordered: "You continue to beat me until he is half dead, and you are not allowed to drug him tonight."

"Yes, sir."

Bai Bian pulled Han Qing to take the medicine, wrapped the bandage for him and said, "You stay away from him in the future, and you can hand over the punishment to your subordinates."

"No, I just have to think of him gouging out your eyes and torturing you in a deep prison, and I'm so angry."

Han Qing covered his neck and looked out of the window angrily, and when he came into contact with Yelu Zheng's humiliating and complicated gaze towards the carriage, he glared at him fiercely, and the people beating Yelu Zheng were even more ferocious.

"Don't give him food tonight, starve him for three days and three nights." Han Qing ordered viciously.

Not administering medicine and not giving food is tantamount to pushing Yeluzheng on the road to death. Han Qing just wanted to frustrate his prestige and let Yelu Zheng realize what it means to be unable to survive and die.

The continuation of the conquest of the ghost side is only a brief episode......