That's right, it's a dream.

Yes, it's a dream, you can't take things seriously in a dream, how can everyone be in a dream.

However, Zhu Yunyan, who woke up from the dream, was still depressed and breathless, and in the ghost's mission, Zhu Yunyan came to Shen Youxia's room again, and in the dark he felt that Shen Youxia could soothe his depression and uneasiness.

Zhu Yunyan still avoided the guards at the door and quietly entered Shen Youxia's room.

There is no way, the martial arts are too high, and the guards can't find Zhu Yunyan at all, besides, who would have thought that his prince would use this trick when he entered the princess's room.

Shen Youxia didn't sleep, the things of the past two days have happened too much, too fast, completely different from her previous life, she is also a little flustered and confused.

So when Zhu Yunyan jumped in from the window, Shen Youxia quickly pulled out the sword next to the bed and stabbed at Zhu Yunyan.

"It's me." Zhu Yunyan said in a low voice while dodging Shen Youxia's sword.

There was also some panic in his voice, he never knew that Shen Youxia had such good skills, and the last time he saved An Yihan, he thought it was a coincidence.

Zhu Yunyan finally realized that there were too many places on Shen Youxia that he didn't know and had never seen.

Hearing that it was Zhu Yunyan's voice, Shen Youxia put away the sword in his hand, he really hated Zhu Yunyan entering the room in the middle of the night, but this can't be known to everyone, otherwise it will be more troublesome to deal with.

Adhering to the principle that more is better than less, Shen Youxia lit the lamp that was extinguished by the maid.

I saw Zhu Yunyan dressed in plain clothes, with a little panic, but his whole body was filled with a sense of depression that people couldn't ignore.

"Did something happen?"

Looking at Zhu Yunyan's appearance, Shen Youxia intuitively thought that he was in trouble, otherwise he shouldn't have appeared here in this outfit at this time.

Obviously, Shen Youxia forgot that this was the first time Zhu Yunyan had come to her room in the middle of the night.

"I just had a dream, a very real dream."

Yes? Just because you had a dream, you came to disturb my dream in the middle of the night?

Shen Youxia was a little angry in his heart, and while he still had some sense, he asked, "So what?" ”

"I want to tell you about it."

"Okay."

Zhu Yunyan had already come to the door, and he didn't give himself a chance to refuse at all, Shen Youxia knew this and nodded directly, sat on the chair next to him, and waited for Zhu Yunyan to speak.

"I dreamed that you died, you hit the wall in the prison and died in front of me, and you shed a lot of blood, you call me Brother Yunyan......"

Recalling the contents of the dream, Zhu Yunyan had a splitting headache, and those things in the dream were more real than the dream at this time, making him wonder if he had really experienced such a thing.

And Shen Youxia, who was sitting on the side, heard Zhu Yunyan say this, her face turned white, the hands in her sleeves and nails buckled her palms fiercely, and the pain that drilled her heart made her keep her sanity and tell herself that this was Zhu Yunyan's dream, just a dream.

"I don't know why you ended up in prison, why you committed suicide, I just feel that my heart hurts, and even if I wake up, I can feel the real pain."

"It's just, it's just a dream, why should you take it seriously?"

Shen Youxia's nails were already embedded in the flesh, and she gritted her teeth and persuaded Zhu Yunyan.

That kind of pain was a hundred times more painful than when she hit the wall, how could Zhu Yunyan understand her pain.

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