Xianhai Building.

Ye Qianning yawned and walked upstairs, she had hardly slept since the birthday banquet, and she had rarely been so tired for many years.

I don't know if it's because Dundun and Chubby are too noisy in the space, or what.

A few flights of stairs, Ye Qianning yawned five or six times, walked to the door, and as soon as he pushed open the door, a thick soothing sound came to the tip of his nose.

yawned, closed his mouth, and saw a person lying on the couch at a glance.

It was almost dark outside, and the room was a little dark, and the smell from the tip of her nose made her tell who it was.

Sangzhi, he has a faint smell of soothing on his body.

Ye Qianning was already a little sleepy, her eyes were even more sour when she smelled the soothing incense, she rubbed her eyes and walked over, not knowing how Sang Zhi could sleep in her room.

Sang Zhi on the soft couch leaned sideways, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he didn't seem to be sleeping very well.

After lighting so many soothing incense, I still slept so unsteadily.

Ye Qianning walked to the side and bent down slightly, I have to say that Sang Zhi's appearance is really good-looking, just one side is handsome and frightening.

The skin is fair, the tip of the nose is straight, perfect.

Seeing him frowning, she couldn't help but reach out and gently smooth it, but for a moment, there was a tight wrinkle between her eyebrows, and there seemed to be a trace of sweat on her forehead.

"Nightmares?" She muttered in a low voice, just about to get up and want to replace the incense.

A pair of cold hands grasped the hand she had not yet had time to withdraw from his eyebrows.

"Don't ...... Take her, please ......"

The murmuring voice came, and the already white face became a little paler, and even the lips became pale and bloodless for a moment.

The hands that held her were cold and piercing......

"Please...... Other...... I'll kill you...... Kill you......"

Ye Qianning felt that the hand holding her was getting tighter and tighter, and Sang Zhi's face gradually condensed hideous, and his breath burst out in an instant.

The breath was oppressive, desperate, as if falling into hell and trying to struggle to climb up.

She knows this kind of breath too well, it's not a desperate situation, death, and she can't burst out with such an aura.

"Sangzhi." Ye Qianning called softly.

"Escape...... Walk...... I...... Kill ......," Sang Zhi muttered, trembling all over.

"Sangzhi."

Ye Qianning stretched out his other hand and shook him slightly.

Sang Zhi seemed to have fallen into a nightmare, the dark abyss swallowed him, he wanted to climb up, and many people's faces appeared above, and those faces were the faces that imprinted his bones.

It is the princess of Dongyi, the emperor of Beili, and the concubine of Yuan...... It was Yuan Yintang, all the faces he had ever seen in Sifang Mountain.

They were smiling wickedly......

One by one, they told him that they couldn't save her...... She's dead......

The next second, he saw the bloody corpse......

Don't hurt her...... Give it back...... Give her back to me......

No......

Sang Zhi opened his eyes suddenly, those eyes were lore and scarlet, and his breathing became rapid.

A vague figure was reflected in the scarlet eyes, and the figure gradually became clear, and the murderous aura disappeared for a moment, and he noticed the warmth of his palm.

It was a gentle internal force, and the internal force came in from the palm of his hand, making his cold hand a little warmer.

Sang Zhi raised his other hand to support his forehead and then to his eyes, as if he wanted to cover the killing intent in his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse: "I dreamed of something terrible." ”

"I know." Ye Qianning's voice was very soft.

"I ...... I dreamed of those faces. "Lingering, every day in his dreams......