Xiaoxiao was holding the book "Lanxue Collection" and had been sitting in the courtyard all morning.

Ever since she finished telling Qi's story, she would always hold a book in a daze, and now that a week has passed, the boss is starting to worry a little about her.

"Xiaoxiao. The boss put a stack of books on the ground and walked behind her. "What are you thinking?"

Xiaoxiao looked up at the boss in front of him and smiled, "A-Yuan." “

"I ...... There's nothing wrong with that, right?"

"You mean a dream?" Hearing this, the boss raised his eyebrows a little funny.

"Are you thinking about it again?"

"Huh. The boss looked at Xiaoxiao and suddenly laughed, "Xiaoxiao, at that time, will you be sad?"

An inexplicable word, but the boss asked seriously.

Shinoxiao looked at him and shook her head in anticipation.

"What if, but now?"

"Will you be sad?"

Will it ...... now? Is it?

After being silent for a long time, Xiaoxiao suddenly spoke: "I don't know...... But, I probably won't—"

Won't be happy.

"Xiaoxiao. The boss looked at her and smiled gently, "You see, that's the answer." “

"You were born with no other feelings except family affection, now you can laugh, you will be unhappy because of one thing, you will be moved, and you will help others. So—"

"Isn't that enough?"

"I don't know what to do. Xiaoxiao put the heavy book on the ground beside him and looked at the withered begonia tree in the yard, "I took away many people's dreams, and without dreams, there will always be a blank in those people's hearts, and they will never be able to make up for it, until they enter reincarnation with regrets." “

“...... My brother told me that it was cruel to do so. “

"Xiaoxiao, people are selfish. The boss followed her gaze and looked at the tree, "There is greed, desire, obsession, and delusion." And there is a price to be paid for satisfying this. Sometimes, it is the cruelty you speak of that fulfills their wishes. “

"No one will blame you. “

......

"That unicorn must have been with you for a long time. “

However, he has already made his choice, haven't you expected it a long time ago?

It's like you'll find me for me, stay with me for the rest of your life, grow old with me, and then wait for me in the next life. Isn't it your own choice to be persistent?

"Xiaoxiao, one day you will understand yourself. “

Perhaps, Mu Zhen, a girl, will change you.

"Alright, I'm going to put these books away, I'm going to go in first. Ha ha. The boss said as he bent down to pick up the stack of books and left with a smile.

...... I must live until I see you.

Shinoxiao lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covering the streamer under her eyes.

In 1022 AD, Zhao Hengxu of Song Zhenzong.

It is rumored that someone once saw a red, one-horned beast with a thunderous voice hovering over the palace and leaving for a long time.

Everyone is humane is the birth of the Rui beast, but the Song Zhao clan is declining day by day, there are traitors and thieves inside, and there are barbarian invasions outside.

In 1127 AD, Zhao Gou Kuang restored the royal family and founded the Southern Song Dynasty.

In 1187 A.D., he died. Only one son died young, and he never had any more children in his life.

"Do you still want to?"

"Wish?"

"I only wish that I could ascend the throne and restore the royal family and follow my descendants. "The childish voice, not big, but very firm.

“...... Would you like to trade your dreams for them?"

"Dreams—"

......

"If you can become that master, what's the harm to you!"

"Yes. “

Until that day, looking at the old man struggling on the couch, watching him swallow his last breath in pain, watching a group of people kneeling in front of the couch, and pretending to shout, "Guanjia!

One of them quietly left.

Qi broke Song's luck and was punished by the Heavenly Dao. And the elk did not eat Zhenzong's dream, and fulfilled his wish in vain, replacing Qi to make up for Song's unfinished luck.

What happens if the elk eats its dreams but does not eat its dreams?

"Are you going to die?"

Qi who was bowing his head to the ground opened his eyes, looked at the weak elk lying outside the ice cave, and replied: "What, what have you done, and you can't even support your human form when you are backlashed?"

"Tsk. I just don't want to stand in front of such an ugly beast as a human. “

Qi looked at her with those golden pupils, then withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

"Ahh “

"Is it because of that person?"

The monk who is dead.

The elk's pupils reflected an indifferent glow.

She didn't understand, why she couldn't let it go? She had gone through countless dynasties, gone through countless stories, and seen too much despair and sorrow.

But why can't they let go?

Later, when he went to look for Qi again, he had already left.

Looking at the empty place, I suddenly remembered that at that time, Qi looked at her and asked, "Then if I die, will you, as a friend, be sad?"

Saddened?

"I won't. “

Because, I don't have that kind of feeling at all.

Both looked at each other, one easy-going, the other serious.

Later, she didn't remember what Qi said again.

But now, she's the only one left.

"Naw. Shinoshio. “

Xiaoxiao turned around and saw Mu Zhen running towards her from a distance, with a bright smile on her face, "Hehe, the boss told me that you are sitting here, it's true." “

"But, you're really, always asking for leave, no wonder I haven't seen you in school before!"

"What are you looking at?"

Xiaoxiao looked at the girl in front of her who had been talking non-stop since the beginning, and suddenly laughed, pointed to the begonia tree in the courtyard and said, "Well, it's nothing, I'm looking at that tree." “

"Trees?"

"It's not autumn yet, why are the leaves of that tree gone?"

"Because—" Shinoxiao narrowed her eyes unconsciously, "it's a dead tree." “

"Tut-tut. Mu Zhen looked at her with exaggerated eyes: "Xiaoxiao, plant a dead tree in the yard where you live, I guess you can do this." “

"She could have lived. “

"But-" Xiaoxiao suddenly changed her words and said, "Mu Zhen, do you remember? I said to send you a dream." “

"Huh, what's wrong?"

......

"I took her dreams. Xiaoxiao looked at the girl in front of her with a serious face, "Do you know? “

“...... Elk, deer?"

Xiaoxiao's pupils contracted violently, and she looked incredulous, "You know?"

"Ah, that?" Mu Zhen smiled a little embarrassed, "No one will believe it, but I know." Well...... I don't know why, as if I've seen it before. “

"Isn't that amazing, you say? Oops, no one will believe it anyway. “

"No!" Xiaoxiao returned to his usual appearance, his face was indifferent, but his tone of voice was very serious, "I believe it." “

Elk...... Me, yes.

"Xuelan Dream, Parrot Mound, who understands the red leaves in the city......"

Zhang Yuniang stood in front of the window for a long time.

"Why did the lady get up, carefully cool down. When the maid Shuang'e came in with the medicinal soup, she saw the woman standing in front of the window, and couldn't help frowning and saying angrily.

"Are you thinking about Shen Xianggong?"

"Shuang'e, isn't there something wrong with Shen Langmo?" As soon as he heard this, he turned around and walked a few steps closer to the maid, his delicate little face full of worry.

"Little lady, you're nervous here. Shuang'e helped her sit down and comforted: "Shen Xianggong is fine." “

"Now the name of Shen Caizi is well known in the capital. “

"Alas. “

"Shen Caizi. “

"Shen Caizi. “

"Yo. You little thing, you can learn your tongue. Shuang'e looked at the parrot in the cage not far away, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"Oh, let's drink this decoction while it's hot. “

"Yes, yes, yes. “

Zhang Yuniang smiled and glanced at the little girl in front of her, then picked up the bowl and drank the bowl of soup medicine with a slight frown.

A few days ago, she caught a cold, and she had been touching it for a while, but somehow, she just couldn't get better, and she was pouring some medicine all day.

It would be nice if it could go on like this. But...... How long can that be hidden?

After all, paper can't contain fire.

Half a month later, when Zhang Yuniang heard the news that Shen Lang was terminally ill, her face turned pale instantly.

She trembled and wrote a letter and sent it to Shen Yan.

A sentence "The concubine is not even the king, and I am willing to die with the same hole." Not only did she use up her strength, but she also used up Shen Yan's life.

He desperately wanted to get back to his loved ones, but he tried his best, and he just, he tried his best......

One person is waiting.

One person is returning.

However, before the people arrived, the dead returned first.

What Zhang Yuniang was waiting for was only the bad news that Shen Lang died of illness on the way home.

There is nothing to do, and there is no resentment.

Zhang Yuniang looked at the two maids Zi'e and Shuang'e in front of us, laughing and crying...... Did you already know?"

Without waiting for the two to answer, she lowered her eyes again and muttered, "Why hide it from me?"

“...... That's Shen Lang! That's the person I've been waiting for. “

The two of them listened, and the tears in their eyes snapped down.

and fell to the ground, but struck upon their hearts.

"Lady ......"

"You guys. Zhang Yuniang interrupted what they were about to say and shook her head, "You guys go down first." “

The two looked at each other before exiting the room and standing guard outside the door.

Zhang Yuniang lowered her head, pulled the corners of her mouth, and wanted to laugh, but tears flowed down uncontrollably.

Is it painful?

......

...... I can help you, help you get free.

......

Me, is that okay?

Just give me your dreams, and I can help you fulfill a wish, a wish you want most.

Dreams, as long as it's given to you?

......

I want ......

Can.

In 1277, Zhang Yuniang died of illness. His parents buried him with Shen Yan in the western suburbs of the maple forest as they wished. His two maids, Zi'e and Shuang'e, as well as the parrot, died of grief and were buried with them.

The world is called "parrot mound".

...... I want to marry Shen Lang.

Don't want to be in the next life, just want this life, a couple for a lifetime.

Even if it's a hopeless dream?

Be!

Can.

On the wedding night, the red candle tent is warm and beautiful

A slightly drunken breath flowed through it, and she waited with joy for the man to lift her red hijab, she bowed her head shyly, her eyes sparkling, and he was full of joy......

Married and loved.

...... Shen Lang.