Xie Zhiyun woke up from the nightmare.

She gasped, her chest tore at her in a violent heaval and her ears tingled with a faint roar that made her feel nothing but palpitations.

Xie Zhiyun was stunned for a while before reaching out and wiping it on his forehead.

Cold sweat on one hand.

She had a nightmare, a nightmare that was both real and unreal.

In the dream, she was wearing mourning clothes and kneeling in a plain white mourning hall, with people coming and going, talking about the decline and misfortune of the Wei family.

Xie Zhiyun's face was white, she only felt chills all over her body, she closed her eyes and slowly recalled everything in her dream.

It was very cold in the mourning hall, it seemed to be a snowy night in the middle of winter, she was thinly dressed, kneeling by the spiritual seat and lowering her eyes and saying nothing.

The brazier in front of her was blazing, burning one paper after another, and the choking ash rose in front of her, but she didn't have a single tear.

Beside her were the second brother and third brother who were estranged from her, and in addition, there was Wei Ning'an, the younger sister of Wei Ji.

Even though she had only been married for two months, she knew three people.

The second brother-in-law is a martial arts girl, she doesn't like to chew the root of her tongue, she just kneels quietly on the side and doesn't say a word, but the third brother-in-law is a merchant girl, and she is whispering to Wei Ning'an, who is at odds with her.

Xie Zhiyun was cold, her mind was heavy, and in a daze, she heard the words of the third brother-in-law.

"She is a mourning star, how many people have died in our family when she got married? The Xie family was defeated, and now it is our turn to defend the family. ”

Wei Ningan's voice was hoarse, like crying: "If it weren't for her, how could the eldest brother die?" ”

"The eldest brother is dead, we can't live, we all have to die!"

Xie Zhiyun dreamed of this, and only felt a splitting headache.

Immediately afterwards, the vanity in front of him rotated, the cry was sad, and the resentment was full of resentment.

Xie Zhiyun woke up at this moment.

She sat there stunned for a while, and finally regained some senses, and her cold hand subconsciously touched her side, but she only touched the cold silence of her hand.

Xie Zhiyun's heart trembled, she turned her head to look in a panic, but she didn't see the tall man who was still lingering with her at night.

She is newly married to Wei Ji, but the two have never been harmonious, she is a daughter from a big family, but he is a real clay leg, relying on her father-in-law's brilliant military exploits to become a hero, and has achieved today's hegemony.

The marriage of the two families is the icing on the cake and a send-off.

Even if she is pampered, she can't refuse, let alone never disobey her father's halberd.

But this marriage was completed, but the two became resentful couples.

She looked down on him who couldn't dance and ink, but only danced with knives and guns, and was purely rough.

She couldn't get used to seeing him practice martial arts in the barracks all day long, his muscles were tight, tall and cautious.

She couldn't get used to hearing him speak loudly, like a bell.

And although he never said that he was tired of her, he rarely went back to the main house to live, and usually came back on the fifteenth day of the new year, and left in a hurry.

This married day is really tired of each other, which is difficult to maintain.

But even so, Xie Zhiyun didn't want to see him die young, and she didn't want the Xie family and the Wei family to lose.

This dream was so palpitating that when Xie Zhiyun didn't see the tall man next to the pillow, he still got up in the dark, stepped on thousands of silks, and walked to the wing room step by step.

At this moment, it is also the cold winter season, just after the new year, every household is pasted with red and hung blessings, which looks joyful.

The Chunhua Courtyard where their husband and wife live in the big house was just built last year, and it was in the shape of the old capital of North Vietnam, with white walls and green tiles and ingots, which was simple and elegant.

Xie Zhiyun was dressed in plain white clothes, her black hair was scattered, she was like a Su Ling in the dark night, all the way out of the main house bedroom, through the hall, and straight to the opposite wing.

Unlike the main house, only a brazier was burned in the side room, and it suddenly entered, adding three points of coldness.

Xie Zhiyun only wanted to know if he was still there.

The nightmare is trapped in people's hearts, and the disaster is in the sea of knowledge, which makes Xie Zhiyun, who has always disliked the halberd, also care a little more about him.

The husband and wife didn't like a lot of people at night, so the maids and maids were not waiting in the main room, Xie Zhiyun went all the way unimpeded and went directly into the wing where the halberd lived.

He is a big old man, he is not afraid of the cold in the snow in the middle of winter, there is only a brazier in the wing, Xie Zhiyun saw his tall figure lying dormant on the Luohan bed from a distance.

The tents were heavy, and the figures were terrified.

Xie Zhiyun's heart beat rapidly.

She was silent at her feet, like a cat, all the way to the bed.

It was pitch black all around, and Xie Zhiyun could only vaguely see the sleeping side face of the guard halberd by the bright moonlight outside the window.

He was tall and reassuring.

Xie Zhiyun sat on the edge of the bed, tracing his eyebrows and eyes in the dark.

The Halberd's face was handsome and resolute, and he was born with a pair of sword eyebrows, which made his eyebrows even more powerful. The bridge of his nose was high, like a mountain, but the lips were thin and faint, and somehow there was a little coldness.

He is the most elegant young general in the eight states under the rule of Su Guogong, and he is also the little grandfather praised by everyone.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it is like a meteor.

Xie Zhiyun subconsciously stretched out his hand and lightly touched the slender neck of the halberd.

He is warm, with a strong pulse and a lot of life.

The heat was as hot as his, so hot and blazing that it almost burned her hand.

I don't know how, Xie Zhiyun's heart returned to Enron.

She withdrew her hand, thinking that she was simply crazy, and she tried to see if he was dead or alive, and froze herself in vain.

Xie Zhiyun turned around and was about to leave the cold room.

The next moment, the warm, powerful hand gripped her wrist tightly.

Xie Zhiyun raised her eyebrows, she turned around, and her bright apricot eyes glared at Wei Ji's face.

Sure enough, the Halberd had woken up.

The room was dark and dark, and they couldn't see each other's faces clearly, but Xie Zhiyun could already remember his appearance by memory.

In the darkness, the Halberd's bright, deep starry eyes were like snow leopards, staring at the prey in front of them.

"Mrs. has not slept at night, and she wants to murder her husband?"

Xie Zhiyun's heart tightened, and he snorted coldly in an instant: "Presumptuous." ”

She didn't deliberately break free of her wrist, and because of the experience of the past two months, she couldn't break free from the halberd at all.

Halberd 15 went into battle to kill the enemy, and after more than 100 battles, he wanted to restrain the weak woman with ease.

The halberd seemed to have just woken up, and he was also a little dazed, and his dark eyes were less sharp and softer than usual.

He clenched Xie Zhiyun's slender wrist tightly, and with a slight force in his hand, he pulled her whole person into his arms.

In an instant, ice and fire blended.

The soft and slender plain white delicate woman lay horizontally on the warm and generous chest, and the blazing heat surged over, making Xie Zhiyun dizzy.

She gritted her teeth and snorted coldly: "Halberd, you are so bold!" ”

The halberd let go of his hand at this point.

But before Xie Zhiyun could get up, he clasped his hands together, directly clasped her slender waist, and buckled her whole body into his arms.

As soon as Xie Zhiyun was about to speak, the warm lips invaded and robbed her of all her mind.

"Hmm."

His kiss was hot and intense, without any lingering affection, only a straightforward and intense invasion.

His enthusiasm made Xie Zhiyun recall the coldness of the Lingtang in her dream, and she couldn't tell what it was like in her heart, so she was pressed under him by turning over in a daze.

Wei Ji looked at the beauty of Lang Huan in front of her, and the hot breath she exhaled gasped in her ear: "It's a beautiful dream." ”

Xie Zhiyun's plain white face suddenly floated over a red cloud.

She reached out and gently slapped him on the chest, her eyebrows were cold, but her voice was coquettish: "Let go of me." ”

Wei Ji lowered his head and carefully studied Xie Zhiyun with those beautiful starry eyes.

"Don't let go."

His hand slid slightly, all the way to the belt that was in the way.

With a slight tug, Ayara scattered.

The kiss of the guard struck again, and it invaded Xie Zhiyun's mind in an instant.

He whispered on her lips: "It's rare for you to be good once, why should I let it go?" ”

After that, a familiar and unfamiliar heat wave hit.

Xie Zhiyun finally realized the warmth of this room, and in the end, her forehead was dripping with sweat, and her black hair was loose on her sideburns, adding a little charm.

Wei Ji tossed with her once last night, Xie Zhiyun couldn't imagine where he got his physical strength, and he could still entangle when he woke up in the middle of the night.

In the end, Xie Zhiyun really felt tired, so he hated him: "Barbarian, I'm tired." ”

Wei Ji smiled and wanted to kiss her, but she turned her head to avoid the kiss.

"Madam, you don't get tired of being a husband."

Immediately, Xie Zhiyun was speechless.

The battle is resting, and the belly of the fish is already white, and the sky will be bright.

Xie Zhiyun snatched the soft pillow of the halberd, hid far away in another futon, and glared at the halberd: "Barbarian, barbarian!" ”

The halberd propped his neck with his hands, and his mid-coat was slightly open, revealing his strong chest.

He didn't breathe, he was already staring at Xie Zhiyun like a leopard.

"Why did Madame come here?" The halberd quietly found a strand of her black hair from under the futon and played with it in his hand.

Xie Zhiyun was tossed by him twice a night, and had nightmares and cold, she was tired and difficult at this time, and she didn't have the energy to entangle with the halberd, so she only said sleepily: "You go to the couch, I'm going to sleep." ”

This hypocritical lady really threw it away when she ran out, mercilessly.

The halberd thought it was funny, but he didn't care.

He let go of the black hair on his hand, rolled over lazily, and went directly to the couch by the window with his bare feet.

As soon as he left, Xie Zhiyun fell asleep.

She had another dream.

In the dream, it was a snowy field, and her maid Muyun knelt in front of her, crying so much that she was about to faint.

"Miss, my mother died, so I went half a day late, and my mother was alone at home."

"I'm not filial, I'm not filial."

Saying this, Mu Yun raised his head suddenly, his eyes were stained with blood and tears, and there was a long blood mark on the side of his neck.

"Miss, it's all my fault, it's my cowardice that I don't dare to say anything, I don't dare to ask for anything."

"Miss, I'm in so much pain."

Mu Yun's cry echoed in her ears, Xie Zhiyun slept quite unsteadily, and the coldness hit again, making her heart throb again and again.

However, before the cry passed, the warmth came, as if there was a wall burning the dragon, clinging to her back, causing the coldness on her body to gradually dissipate.

It also made the weeping nightmare leave her.

Xie Zhiyun finally fell asleep, no longer babbling and struggling, no longer trembling and shivering.

Wei Ji looked at the delicate person in his arms, and stared quietly for a long time before helping her cover the futon and return to the couch.

The next morning, Xie Zhiyun woke up at the familiar sound of a call.

It may be because of the lingering night, but it can also be because of the lingering nightmare, so that Xie Zhiyun did not wake up as usual when he got up early, and he was still a little dizzy when he was called by Mu Yun.

She barely opened her eyes, and it was the unfamiliar plain green curtain, and after a long pause, she realized that she was in the wing of the garrison.

Xie Zhiyun's face unconsciously turned red again.

Mu Yun waited by Luohan's bedside, saw that she was awake, and said with a reluctant smile: "Miss is late today." ”

She entered the house at the age of six and grew up with Xie Zhiyun, and she knows Xie Zhiyun's temper the most.

Therefore, she never mentioned that Xie Zhiyun appeared in her aunt's room, and only waited for her to go back to the main room.

After Xie Zhiyun washed and changed clothes, he went to the dining room to wait for breakfast.

Maybe because of that dream, or maybe she hadn't woken up yet, Xie Zhiyun's gaze fell directly on Mu Yun's face, looking at her familiar and delicate little face in a daze.

Mu Yun's hand paused slightly, and he was a little flustered: "Miss? ”

Xie Zhiyun didn't have a palpitation in her heart, she covered her heart and gasped quietly for a while, only to find that Mu Yun's eyes were not very obvious blood red.

She had just cried.