Huo Xiang understood almost instantly, this was a spring dream.

It's just that this dream is a little too real.

It was probably the cold winter wax moon, and I vaguely heard the howling of the cold wind outside the house, mixed with the suppressed sound.

Thick quilts were stacked on the edge of the bed, and a warm fire burned in the copper basin outside the tent, and the flames swayed, washing up layers of waving shadows on the gauze tent.

The two of them have long black hair as black as ink in strands, which is inseparable.

"Is it cold or not?"

Huo Xiang heard himself ask in her ear, and there was a lazy and soft smile in his slightly panting tone, and before the girl could answer, he bit the round and lovely earlobe.

This clearly aroused the girl's displeasure, and the owner of the back let out a small exclamation, propped up the mattress, and struggled to turn and push him away.

Huo Xiang let go of her crystal earlobe, raised her upper body slightly, and moved away a little, so that she couldn't push it.

This can make the girl angry enough, I saw her give up the struggle and bury her head in the futon, and said in a hoarse voice: "Get out, you get out of my way!" ”

This voice sounds a little familiar, Huo Xiang thought in his dream.

"Really angry? My bad, my bad. He hurriedly apologized, reached out and tucked the girl's long hair, and put his arm on her shoulders so that she faced him.

"Okay, it's convenient now, isn't it, you can ...... if you want to pinch it."

Turning around, Huo Xiang recognized the girl's beautiful eyes with a hint of anger in her eyes.

Unexpected and less so unexpected.

It turned out to be really Ah Mi.

Huo Xiang's face turned red, trying to avoid her gaze.

Under the violent ups and downs of his emotions, he remembered what he was dreaming about, and what he saw in front of him was fake.

Calm down, it's just a dream.

Be calm, even if it's not a dream, Ah Mi is also the wife he is marrying, there is nothing wrong with it.

Be calm, dream generously, have a good experience, don't be cowardly, go up and be bold!

Huo Xiang kept persuading himself like this, but in fact, his heart was very weak, just like he had done something blasphemous and rebellious.

The scene in front of him gradually blurred, Huo Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, and almost fled into the next dream.

It may be affected by psychological fluctuations, countless bright or dark scenes jump out, but before people can see what clearly, they move on to the next one.

Huo Xiang felt as if he was looking for something, but he couldn't find it, and finally, the scene in front of him stayed in a drum music and sheng chime, he was wearing a dress embroidered with gold thread on a red background, riding on a tall horse, looking at the Dajin Palace paved with glazed green tiles......

——

It was still early, and the inn was already lively inside and outside.

Those who sell breakfast, those who hail, those who pull cattle and drive chickens...... Huo Xiangsheng was woken up.

He lay on the slump for a moment, and his mind began to replay the beautiful dream of the previous night.

Real, too real.

He can still remember all the details clearly.

The bed curtain is creamy white, and the bedding is yellow and pink......

"Yesterday's medicine was too effective!" Huo Xiang muttered and kicked the quilt, unexpectedly, he didn't realize that he was any different from getting up yesterday morning.

Not believing in evil, Huo Xiang secretly lifted the blanket and glanced quickly inside the quilt.

He didn't feel wrong, although last night's dream was fragrant, his majesty was still languishing and had not risen.

"How is this possible!" Huo Xiangsheng looked at the roof without love.

As a result, his confidence in the world's medicine and medicine plummeted.

spent so much money to ask Yan Jing for a doctor, grabbed medicine, and didn't cure people.

If Yan Jing's condition is complicated, it would be fine, but he himself just had a small problem, why can't he be cured?

The, feudal society harms me!

Huo Xiang dressed lightly, painted a camouflage on his face in the mirror, walked out of the screen, and came to Wan Yanjing's bedside, originally planning to take a casual look and leave, but found that Wan Yanjing's face was pale and light, her eyes were tightly closed, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and she was muttering something softly in her mouth, as if she was having a nightmare.

After struggling for a while, Huo Xiang decided to wake her up.

"Ah Mi, wake up, the dreams are all fake."

"Wake up, wake up! Wake up! ”

patted her on the shoulder and called her name for a long time, only to see Yan Jing slowly open her eyes.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes that were not focused looked at him, and gradually coincided with the pair of beautiful eyes in the dream, Huo Xiang was a little embarrassed, and was just about to look away to look at his goose girl, but after catching a glimpse of Yan Jing, there seemed to be a ray of gold flashing in her eyes.

Huo Xiang looked back again, but the golden light had disappeared, and the scene just now seemed to be his illusion

"What time is it?" Wan Yan asked softly in a hoarse voice.

"Just now."

"When is it?" Wan Yanjing's weak voice raised slightly, "Why are you calling me when you are here?" Sick? ”

She turned over and faced in, her tone revealing a twelve-point irritability.

"I ...... I'm not going to see you have nightmares, you're going to cry. If you dream of something, come, talk about it, just say it in your dream. ”

“……”

"Whatever you want for breakfast, I'll buy it for you."

"You're really annoying, can you get out?" Wan Yanjing closed her eyes tightly and pulled the quilt above her head, wishing that she was deaf.

Just now I was dreaming of sixteen or seventeen-year-old Huo Xiang performing his famous sword trick 'Lingxi' in the forest, and I finished reading it immediately, but I was woken up by this shout in reality, and Wanyan Jing wanted to kill people.

She was a little skeptical that Huo Xiang knew that she was stealing a teacher in her dream, so she had to interfere with her.

I don't know if she can catch up with her previous dream when she falls asleep again.

Huo Xiang finally quieted down, but he didn't seem to leave standing at the head of her bed, not knowing what he was doing.

Do whatever you like, as long as you don't come to disturb her to sleep.

Wan Yanjing concentrated on sinking his consciousness, constantly chanting "Lingxi" in his heart, recalling the moves he had just seen, trying to pull himself into the dream just now.

's dedication to the Spirit Rhino Sword Technique made her miss a good show.

Huo Xiang, who was standing behind her, stood helplessly in place, and was shocked by her sentence "Get out!" ", made his face red.

(End of chapter)