After waking up, Xu Song was very confused, could it be that everything he had experienced over the years was fake?

However, when the person in the dream talked about this time seven years ago, Xu Song also remembered very clearly that it was at the palace banquet where he first met Gu Mingxuan seven years ago that he inexplicably seemed to have many strange memories, could it be that what those memories showed was true? But how is this possible?

In the past seven years, which of the people and things he has come into contact with are not like living people? Gu Mingxuan, who has always made him unforgettable, Xie Yao, who has a variety of amorous but unfathomable feelings, and the generals in the border cities who have formed friendships with him and are even willing to rebel for him, and the people who love him so much, are all all fake? The wine he drank yesterday, the food he ate, and the greasy and fragrant fragrance of the moment when he accidentally bumped into Aunt Leng, are these all fake?

What about reality? Where is reality? Is it in the dream where that man appeared? In those fragmented memory fragments that can't be spliced together? Thinking about this, Xu Song had a headache, but he dreamed of that man again when he went to bed the next day. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This time it was also a room where he didn't know a lot of things, the man was wearing black clothes, the top and bottom clothes were separated, giving people a clean and neat feeling, he saw Xu Song, he jumped off the back of the chair he was sitting on, walked over and said: "Xu Song, this is not good, what you promised me, you haven't done it yet." ”

"......" Xu Song's eyes were blank, he couldn't think of this person, and he couldn't think of anything promised to him.

When the man saw him like this, he brought his face closer to Xu Song and said, "Why don't I help you again?"

Saying that, a demonic smile appeared on the man's face, this kind of smile Xu Song is not unfamiliar, it is often seen on Xie Yao's face, Xu Song knows very well that this smile is mixed with emotions such as contempt, ill-intention, and pretending to be appeased, Xu Song subconsciously frowned in disgust and stepped back.

Unexpectedly, this retreat was far away, and the man followed up at once, still clinging to him, like a demon who couldn't get rid of it, and the smile was still expanding, and then finally disappeared, the man coughed lightly, returned to a serious appearance, and said: "Forget it, you wait for me, I promised you to protect you before, and if you continue like this, even if you are the host of several illusory worlds, it is impossible for your body to hold on." ”

And Xu Song was still confused, and when he saw that the man was gradually disappearing, he shouted as if he suddenly remembered: "Hey, hey, who are you? What kind of illusory reality?

But to no avail, the man disappeared and he woke up.

The sky was already numb, and there were still two days to go to the empty court, Xu Song thought about a lot of things, he couldn't sleep, so he simply got up by himself, and he didn't alarm those maids.

Now it is very close to the empty court, without the emperor's further summons, he doesn't know what to do next, it stands to reason that he is here, he shouldn't continue to be so quiet, whether it is the emperor or the people of the third prince, temptation or co-optation, these should happen, or he has been away for so long, the situation in the empty court is no longer what he thinks, he can't understand it anymore?

Coupled with what the man told him in the dream about the illusion and reality, his mind is now a piece of mush, and when he got up, he pushed open the door and walked outside.

This is a small town that is already very close to the empty court, it is the place where the merchants usually come and go, Xu Song They occupy the best courtyard, the gorgeous decoration is unique, the best houses in the entire border city are not as good as here, Xu Song walked around at will, and he didn't know where to go, suddenly heard a sound of pounding clothes, Xu Song subconsciously tilted his head and looked over.

The chubby figure.

I don't know why I saw her at this time, Xu Song suddenly felt relieved.

This feeling can't be explained, it's like a familiar old friend, and it's like a gentle touch without malice and no intention in the torrent, and when Xu Song came back to his senses, he had already walked to her side.

The water was very cold, and her white hands were red from the cold, and all ten fingers were swollen, some of them were bloody, some were scabbed, and some were bleeding.

Xu Song stood behind her and watched silently for a while, he couldn't tell whether it was pity or simple pity in his heart, he sighed lightly and said loudly: "Hey, why don't you talk with me for a while?"

It wasn't until Leng Zhuxiang, who was concentrating on washing clothes, that she found that Xu Song was behind her, she was so frightened that she immediately threw away the clothes puncher, turned around and saw that it was Xu Song, and hurriedly hid her hand full of wounds under her clothes, and she didn't know what she was hiding.

"Get up and talk to me. Xu Song looked at Aunt Leng's actions, said it again, and when he saw that she wanted to excuse herself, he added: "This is an order." ”

Hearing this, Leng Zhuxiang stood up, hanging her hands and shrinking her head, like a fat quail.

Xu Song looked at the hands she hid in her sleeves, after all, he was a little unbearable, he dropped a sentence "follow me", and hurried to the room, the border city was bitterly cold, and many people had frostbite, including him, so he often had mutton fat cream, and at this time he wanted to find out the mutton fat paste for her to use.

When she arrived at Xu Song's room, Leng Zhuxiang was waiting outside, her heart was pounding, she was moved and puzzled at the same time, and she was afraid that she wouldn't know how to punish her after Xie Yao knew about it.

Soon, Xu Song took out the mutton fat paste from it, asked Leng Zhuxiang to sit down, and personally helped her apply it, Leng Zhuxiang cowered, looking at this man who was not the same face as in reality, and was speechless.

"Does it hurt?" asked Xu Song as he brushed the wounds lightly.

didn't hear an answer, he raised his eyes and saw Leng Zhuxiang looking at him with a pair of big eyes, and two lines of tears slipped down silently.

After a long time, Xu Song opened his mouth before he said bitterly: "So, the people here are also painful and bleeding, how can it be illusory?"

Hearing this, Leng Zhuxiang suddenly woke up, she couldn't care about the pain in her hands and suddenly clenched into a fist, she couldn't believe the word "illusory" she heard, her eyes widened, and she blurted out: "How do you know?"

“......”

“......”

How do you know?

Is it really fake? It's just that I'm not in the know? )