Life is like a dream

[Tian Yunyun: What's going on with Xiao Shenjin?] ］

[:Host, your plan has failed, let's figure it out!] ］

Tian Yunyun's eyes rolled, "It's all my fault for causing today's situation, and I can only apologize if I die!" ”

The eyes that had just cried were red, and the tears were falling down in large pieces.

Qian Ligu reassured: "You are not wrong. ”

The mistake was Xiao Shenjing, who ran to make a big fuss.

Xiuniang is only a teenager after all, and she is slandered in front of everyone and can't think about it for a while, but it's broken.

The corner of Tian Yunyun's eyes swept to Xiao Shen, who was going back and forth

Tian Yunyun felt that the time had come, she raised the hairpin high and stabbed herself, and bright red blood flowed from her neck.

Xiao Shenjin saw this scene as soon as he heard the movement and came back, his face was as white as paper, and he stumbled towards her.

"Xiu Niang!"

"Don't touch him." Qian Ligu pushed Xiao Shenjin away and hugged Xiuniang tightly in his arms.

A trembling hand pressed her red-dyed collar, "Xiuniang, I won't let you die." ”

Tian Yunyun felt that the bones in her body were strangled, and she forcibly endured the pain and grabbed Qian Ligu's hand, "I'm willing, don't blame anyone." ”

Qianligu's mouth moved, and he couldn't make any sound, he pressed his face to it, "I don't want you to die." ”

It happened so quickly that everyone present did not react.

The scene was chaotic.

Qianmu was about to faint, so she pushed away the crowd and walked forward, "Xiuniang, call the doctor." ”

Grandpa Guo's family recovered from the shock and walked towards Qianligu.

The excited prince went to look for Xiao Shenjin, but the guards stopped him, and He Jiajun rushed in again.

In the chaos, someone was knocked to the ground and the seat was flipped to the ground.

Grandpa Guo shouted violently: "Give me all out, please call the doctor the doctor, go quickly." ”

Shizi glared at Xiao Shenjin hatefully, "I'll settle accounts for you later." ”

Xiao Shenjin came back to his senses from the panic and shouted, "Go and ask for a doctor." ”

He stumbled towards the middle of the crowd.

Qian Ligu kept calling Xiuniang and didn't let her sleep.

Tian Yunyun panicked when she saw Xiao Shenjin, who was getting closer and closer, afraid that her fake death would be exposed in public.

The hairpin is a hidden weapon given to her by King Jing in her previous life, and it is transformed like a spring, which can't hurt people at all, and the red juice is the juice of wild fruit mashed.

Tian Yunyun held her breath, her hand slipped down, and she didn't move.

Xiao Shenjin: "Xiuniang." "I was so grieved and guilty that I fainted.

Qian Ligu hugged the person in his arms in pain, and the feeling of despair in his previous life made him almost crazy.

I couldn't hear the sounds around me for a moment, and I just wanted to go with Xiuniang.

Qianligu kissed her forehead, a warm touch came from her lips, and the hot breath she exhaled blew on her face.

Qian Ligu was stunned for a few seconds, thinking that he was in a dream.

Unsurely, he touched her pulse and quickly retracted his hand.

Qian Ligu raised his hand to close Xiuniang's eyes, and hugged Xiuniang back to the new house with a grief-stricken face.

There were only two of them in the new house, red candles burning, and the shadows of the two were reflected on the ground.

Qianli Gu put Tian Yunyun on the bed and patted her arm, "Xiuniang, wake up." ”

knew that she was pretending to be dead, but the despair just now had not eased.

Qianligu's voice was soft, "I know you're pretending. ”

On the bed, Tian Yunyun did not move.

No matter how Qianligu shouted, there was no response.

The imperial doctor with the medicine box on his back finally came, and hurriedly stepped forward to check.

After the imperial doctor took the pulse, he frowned, and then opened Tian Yunyun's eyelids.

Hitomi didn't react at all.

The Imperial Physician shook his head, reaching out to pull the bloodstained collar open.

Suddenly, someone grabbed the hand.

Qianligu: "I'm coming!" He took a step forward, blocking his view.

The Imperial Physician stepped aside, "Please!" ”

Qian Ligu took a deep breath, gently pulled open his collar and glanced at it, and quickly closed it.

"The skin is broken, and the bleeding has stopped."

Qianmu's face was pale, she stood at the door, holding the door, her voice trembled, "Imperial Doctor, how is Xiuniang?" ”

The Imperial Physician shook his head, "Miss Tian's symptoms are really rare, she should be suffering from Soul Leaving Disease." ”

Qianligu: "What is the Soul Leaving Disease?" ”

His heart was beating wildly, not realizing that he had just felt her pulse and breathing.

Now it was all gone, and she lay there quietly, as if asleep.

Imperial Doctor: "Soul Separation Syndrome is a folk name, just like a person who has been hooked away from his soul. Some people wake up in a few days, while others never wake up for the rest of their lives. ”

It took a while for Qian Ligu to accept this reality, he sat on the edge of the bed, and called out softly with his eyes: "Xiuniang." ”

Holding her hand, waiting for her to wake up.

……

Tian Yunyun, who was in the state of soul in the virtual space, sat on a chair, she was wearing a red wedding dress and a phoenix crown on her head, looking up at the picture on the wall.

The white wolf lazily slept at Tian Yunyun's feet.

[Tian Yunyun: The system is working!] ］

The white wolf stood up and said, "Host, what are your plans?" ”

[Tian Yunyun: Pull Qianligu into a dream.] ］

[:Okay!] ］

In the new room, Qianligu had been sitting in that position for a long time.

Qianhe and the two of them connected with the elders to come and see, and left to find a way.

The person on the bed still didn't react, and his face looked like he was asleep.

Qianmu came in with a bowl of soup, "Son, eat something." ”

Qian Ligu slowly turned around, "Mother, Xiuniang is sleeping." ”

Qianmu chuckled in her heart, and her nose was sour.

When he looked at the person on the bed, his gaze softened, "Xiuniang is asleep, you have to rest, or when Xiuniang is better, I have to take care of you." ”

Qian Ligu obediently drank the soup and went back to the house to sleep.

As soon as I was lying on the bed, I felt sleepiness hit me, and the corners of my mouth entered the dream with a smile.

He opened his eyes to find himself standing in a huge room, empty and empty.

The room was as bright as day, and it was impossible to tell whether it was day or night.

Qian Ligu frowned, looked around, and suddenly found that there was no shadow of him on the ground.

Every time I fall asleep, I feel real, I can smell the smell, and I feel the warmth and coldness as if I had experienced it myself.

He faintly felt the difference in this dream, "Xiuniang! Is that you? ”

"It's me." Tian Yunyun floated in mid-air.

Qian Ligu was shocked, and quickly turned around, "Xiuniang! ”

He took two steps forward and looked up at her.

Tian Yunyun was dressed up at the wedding, and the red wedding dress swayed gently with her movements.

She spread her hands, landed on the ground with her feet one after the other, and looked at Qianligu with a smile, "It's me." ”

Qian Ligu was ecstatic and stretched out his hands and hugged her into his arms, but she was in the air.

Seeing her hands pass through her body, Qianli Gu looked at her hands as if she had been struck by lightning.

Xiuniang is really dead, not pretending!

This moment is not the beginning.

The feeling of guilt, remorse and powerlessness came again, and the blow hit Qian Ligu was about to fall.

Suddenly, a pair of warm hands hugged him from behind.

The familiar scent of gardenia filled the air, and the phrase "I'm sorry!" came to my ears: "I'm sorry! ”

Qian Ligu turned around quickly and looked at her in disbelief, "Am I dreaming?" ”

Tian Yunyun nodded, "I have something to say to you." ”

Qian Ligu hugged her, choked with tears in his eyes, and said, "Okay, I will promise you whatever you say." ”

He rested his chin on Tian Yunyun's shoulder, his face next to her soft hair, and the familiar touch and temperature made his chest throb for a while.

It's a good feeling to have lost and regained!

Tian Yunyun rubbed Qian Ligu's face, and said with a smile: "You have to take good care of yourself, don't take revenge and do something wrong, you still have responsibility, live well, we will definitely meet in the next life." ”

Qianligu: "Okay. ”

His hand pressed to the back of her head and kissed her reverently on the forehead.

Qianligu humbly thought, even if she was gone, it was enough to see her in a dream.

Suddenly, a sense of falling hit, and Qian Ligu opened his eyes and saw that the sunset outside the window was particularly beautiful.

Qianligu lifted the quilt, washed up and pushed open the door.

It was dark, and lanterns hung in the courtyard.

Qian Ligu went to see Tian Yunyun, who was in a coma, and talked for a long time.

Early the next morning, Qianligu went out and went to the temple alone.

The wind and dust blew so hard that he couldn't keep his eyes open, and a man rode past in front of him.

Passers-by muttered, "That direction is going to the temple, isn't the nameless master gone?" ”

The road ahead was dug out next to the mountain road, barely enough for two people to walk.

Qianligu got off the horse and led the horse forward anxiously.

It was originally a two-hour journey, but after an hour he entered the temple.

The old abbot of the temple clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, the donor is a step late, and the master has already left last night." ”

Qianligu: "It's late. ”

He smiled reluctantly and expressed his gratitude to the old abbot.

Qian Ligu turned and walked out, his footsteps suddenly stopped, he untied the money bag on his waist and handed it over with both hands.

For the first time in her life, she donated sesame oil money, because in her previous life, Xiuniang liked to do good deeds.

She should be happy!

Qian Ligu went down the mountain, and the whirring wind blew on his face, "When did the wind start again?" ”

The wind blew the clothes bulging, and the horses turned in circles and were reluctant to go, so Qianligu had to lead the horses away.

The wind was stronger, and it hurt to the face, and suddenly, a dead branch was blown off and blown onto the road, and kept moving.

The loess in the sky couldn't see clearly, only a scream, followed by a loud bang, like something hitting the ground.

Qian Ligu used his sleeves to block the wind and walked forward slowly, paying attention to the movements around him.

I vaguely heard someone calling for help.

"Oops, help!" A horse-drawn carriage overturned into a ditch on the side of the road.

That's where the cry comes from.

Qianligu frowned, tied the horse rope to a big tree, and then went to save people.

Rescue an elderly man from a broken carriage.

The old man's face was frighteningly white, and he had several wounds on his body.

Qianligu gave him a simple bandage, "Old man, can I send you to a nearby city?" ”

The old man snorted a few times, "Thank you, my son and daughter-in-law are half a day late behind, and this should be almost there." ”

Qianligu helped the old man to the side of the road to lead the horse, and heard footsteps behind him.

"Amitabha!"

A monk in a robe stood beside the old man with a staff on his staff.

Qianligu: "Unknown Master? ”

The senior monk nodded, "The poor monk's name is unknown, may I ask who the benefactor is?" ”

The young man in front of him was about twenty years old, wearing stone blue clothes, and his eyebrows were clear.

It's strange that I can't see his life clearly, and when I look closely, I feel a sigh in my heart.

The senior monk retracted his gaze and knew in his heart, "Donor, there are eight hardships in life, so you don't have to be overly persistent." Life is like a dream, and a dream is like life. ”