After tossing for a long time, the man's eyes did not move, and he looked at Shu Wan, who was tired and collapsed in his arms, wearing a soft silver light lily skirt like a dream, and the long hair that was not pulled up fell down on his waist, like a waterfall splashing ink in the smoke and rain.

He pulled out the white hosta in her arms, and simply pulled her black hair back into a bun with a hairpin.

Shu Wan nestled in his arms, raised his eyes slightly, between the sky and clouds, his eyes were clear and gentle, with a high nose bridge, thin lips, and at some point, he had changed into a white dress, as if he was dressed in a cold moon and silver gray.

It is an inexplicable match with her lily skirt.

And his hand that curled her hair was extraordinarily gentle, making Shu Wan lose her mind for a moment.

Such a Xiao Yan is easy to make people unable to take their eyes off.

She couldn't help but wonder if he would like her a little bit too.

Such thoughts were interrupted by a thunderclap in the sky.

Just as the car was about to drive into Kyoto, it was as if someone had pierced a big hole in the sky, and the mountains in the distance were like ink paintings, gradually disappearing into the heavy rain.

Qingfeng said outside: "Lord Wang, after another stick of incense, I will enter Beijing." ”

Shu Wan stood up and was about to enter Beijing, but she was very uneasy in her heart.

The rain continued unabated, with occasional deafening thunder.

The "boom" thunder shook her head, and the scene in the dream resurfaced, gradually intertwined with reality, and she fainted for a while.

She shook her head vigorously, trying to shake off the mess in her head, but it became clearer with each thunderclap.

Sensing that her expression was wrong, Xiao Yan touched her forehead: "What's wrong?" The face is so bad? ”

"It's fine." She was stunned for a while, and her lips were bloody.

For some reason, since the fight against Youzhou, that nightmare has appeared in her mind again and again, each time it is more and more intense, as long as she closes her eyes, her mind is full of that terrifying picture.

Xiao Yan touched her cheek gently: "I'm about to enter Beijing." ”

Narrowing her eyelashes slightly, suppressing the uneasy emotion in her heart, Shu Wan slowly raised her eyes to the terrifying phoenix eyes, and secretly comforted herself.

Just dreams, just dreams.

On the other side, Cang Yi raised his eyes to look at the roaring thunder and the majestic rain, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an arc of evil energy.

"The time is ripe."

"Lord ......"

As if encountering something, the carriage and horses stopped moving no further.

Xiao Yan's expression turned cold, he got up, lifted the sedan curtain and got out of the carriage.

Shu Wan also felt that something was wrong, and opened the curtain to take a look, and there was a circle of refugees around the carriage, all of them in rags and dripping with muddy water.

The wind and rain were swaying, Xiao Yan stood on the carriage, staring coldly at the refugees in front of him, and the corners of his mouth hooked.

The breeze tightened the reins of the horse, fingers gripping the scabbard tightly.

Night was falling, and the smoke was silent.

"My lord, we are refugees from Youzhou, and I hope that my lord can take us for a ride and go into the city to beg for our lives." At the head was an old man in ragged clothes, hunched over and holding a broken bowl in front of the carriage.

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Refugees from Youzhou? He looked at the old man in front of him with interest, and his smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

The old man knelt on the ground with a puff, his gray hair dripping with rain, and he looked a little pitiful: "Please beg your Excellency to be good, we haven't eaten for a long time, but the officers and soldiers guarding the city won't let us in, we just want to go in and find a shelter, I hope your Excellency will see it!" ”

As he spoke, the refugees behind him knelt on the ground: "Please have mercy." ”

Xiao Yan's thin lips hooked slightly, and he looked at the old man on the ground with a dull face: "In this case, how about this king try you?" ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he met Xiao Yan's gaze directly.

The old man couldn't help but take a cool breath.

Those plain eyes were as cold as a scorching eye, even the scorching sun could not make them a trace of temperature, and it looked particularly cold on this rainy night.

He was suddenly a little confused, but his tone still pretended to be calm: "Xiaomin is just a pariah, how do you want to test it?" ”