That night, she slept very restlessly, and nightmares came one after another.

In her sleep, there seemed to be a pair of big hands gently caressing herself, and someone was calling her over and over again.

"Wan'er, Wan'er......"

"Wan'er, it's okay, with me, no one will bully you in the future."

"Wan'er, be good, be good, your husband will hurt you......"

Tiredly opened his eyes, and suddenly met a pair of secretive phoenix eyes.

Shu Wan's body froze suddenly, and the bloodthirsty face in her dream coincided perfectly with the handsome face in front of her.

As if she had been greatly frightened, her face instantly turned pale, and her body shrank back.

Sensing her frightened eyes and trembling body, Xiao Yan had a faint anger in her eyes, and the hand that was holding her body suddenly retracted, pulling her into her arms again.

"You're afraid of me?" There was a hint of anger in his tone.

The light of the sky entered the window, the carriage drove leisurely, and Shu Wan replied in a trembling voice: "Fang Cai, the concubine had a nightmare." ”

"What dream?" He reached out and pinned her sweat-soaked sideburns behind her ears, and looked at her fawn-like frightened eyes, and the evil fire jumped up inexplicably.

He looked down at the kiss marks all over her body, took a deep breath, and forced down the fire.

He had already hinted to himself that such a body could not withstand his wildness at all, but for some reason, whenever he was entangled with her, he could not control it.

It was like a beast trapped in my heart, as long as I touched her, I couldn't shut it anymore.

Seeing the bruises all over her body, he was a little annoyed.

It should be lighter.

"I dreamed that you became a demon who kills people without blinking, killing a lot of people." She still has palpitations when she thinks about that dream.

"The people this king kills are all damned people." His face was as cold as the king of Hades, and the face and words in the dream coincided perfectly again.

She even suspected that she was still in a dream.

Feeling the trembling of her body, Xiao Yan's tone was a little softer: "It's just a dream, forget about it, we'll go back to Beijing in half a day." ”

"Back to Beijing?" Shu Wan was stunned, got up and lifted the sedan curtain, and really saw that it was the way back to Beijing, and the convoy of the third prince had long since disappeared.

"Isn't it to escort the third prince back to Beirong? Why did you change back to Beijing? ”

"The rogue has slouched among the refugees and blended into Kyoto, and this king wants to see what they can do!" His expression was cold, and the corners of his mouth curled into a bloodthirsty arc.

Shu Wan seemed to be falling into an ice cellar, and the feeling of uneasiness in her heart became stronger and stronger.

She kept comforting herself: it's just a dream, just a dream, you don't have to take it seriously.

But the closer I got to Kyoto, the stronger the feeling of uneasiness became.

Xiao Yan coughed lightly and casually threw her a new set of clothes: "Put this suit on, everything on your body is torn, what kind of style will it be to wear this back to Beijing!" ”

Only then did Shu Wan realize that the clothes on her body had already been tattered and tattered, and she was not covered by her clothes.

But isn't it because of him that I am doing this?

Shu Wan took the clothes and opened them to see that it was a set of soft silver light lily skirts, each thread in it was sewn with silver wire, and a faint silver light could be refracted in the sun, like a dream, when walking, the skirt swayed, like water and waves, beautiful.

Shu Wan was looking at it vigorously, and suddenly a crisp voice sounded.

She looked down and saw that a white hosta had fallen out of her clothes.

Picking up the white hosta on the ground, she turned her head to look at Xiao Yan, but saw that he looked away unnaturally.

He touched his nose and said in a cold tone: "When I buy clothes, the store gives them away, I take them if I like them, and I lose them if I don't like them." ”

Sent?

Shu Wancai didn't believe it, although the cost of this dress was expensive, the white hosta in her hand was also a high-grade product, and it would take at least one hundred taels of silver to buy it.

Raised his hand and touched the hairpin on his head, and then remembered that when he was entangled with him last night, his fingers ran through her hair and touched the hairpin on the top of her head.

"I like it, thank you, Lord Wang." She casually took the hosta into her arms, opened the curtain again and looked at it, and found that there was no inn nearby at all, and the road was deserted.

She turned her head to look at Xiao Yan, her face a little embarrassed.

"Lord Wang, why don't you go down and wait first, and then come up when the concubine is dressed and comes up?"

"Your body, this king has long been tired of it!"

The man in front of him not only turned his back, but also looked at her with burning eyes, like a wolf and a tiger.