Gan Qiongying had a dream.

She had had similar dreams a few times before, but they were all short-lived, and this time the dream was extraordinarily long and more real.

It was so real that even if she realized that she was dreaming, she couldn't break free, and it was as if she was there, incarnated as a dreamer.

"Sister!"

"Sister!"

A young child's voice rang out, growing louder and louder until it rang in his ears.

Gan Qiongying opened her eyes suddenly, and found that there was a milk ball doll standing in front of her.

His eyelashes fluttered, his big eyes were cute, his little face was still a little dirty, his mouth was open and closed, revealing his incomplete baby teeth, and his mouth called "Auntie, Auntie." ”

The sun was so strong that it was dazzling, Gan Qiongying raised her hand to cover it, she stared at the little doll for a moment, and after looking around, she found herself in a dilapidated courtyard.

This dream is really real......

Gan Qiongying got up and wanted to look around, but the milk doll chased after her and grabbed her hand.

Gan Qiongying looked down and found that her hands were full of red marks, large and small, as if they had been scratched by something, and what shocked her even more was that these hands were clearly children's hands.

Gan Qiongying walked a few steps to the water tank in the courtyard and saw a young face, no more than ten years old.

She shook her head slightly, and the reflection swayed with it, and she opened her mouth, and the reflection did the same.

"Sister, this is for you to eat...... milk doll held a dirty, plant rhizome-like thing in her hand, handed it to Gan Qiongying, and said to her with a smile, "Sour, delicious." ”

Gan Qiongying stared at the pear vortex at the corner of his mouth, dizzy for a while, and then lost the ability to dominate his body.

She seemed to be squeezed by something, not the kind of physical squeezing, but like a soul, the perspective changed, she became a bystander, but she was trapped in a small body.

Gan Qiongying saw that she took the stem, stuffed it in her mouth and chewed it, the sour taste filled her mouth in an instant, and she almost cried.

"Is it delicious? Sister? The little milk dumpling asked.

Gan Qiongying heard herself reply: "It's delicious, it's so good." ”

For a long time to come, Gan Qiongying used this weird spectator perspective to watch the pair of siblings living in this dilapidated courtyard.

They searched for everything they could eat, including the water tank that stole water from the drowned rats.

And one night, an evil grandmother broke into the yard and wanted to take the little milk dumpling away, Gan Qiongying finally confirmed her guess.

"Big girl, the old slave advises you to give Liulang to the old slave." The evil grandmother was born with big shoulders and a round waist, a face full of meat, with two girls, crossed her waist and blocked the door, like an insurmountable mountain.

Gan Qiongying followed the perspective of the two children, looking at her with her head up.

"You are presumptuous!" Gan Qiongying heard "herself" say, "I am the daughter of Princess Huixian!" Rokuro is the youngest son of King Hui! If one day in the future, when King Hui and my uncle ascend to that unspeakable position, you and other evil servants who have betrayed the Lord will be torn apart, and Ling Chi! ”

The girl's delicate voice was hoarse with the voice of a desperate beast, and she held a sharpened wooden stick in her hand, protecting the milk balls behind her, and with her weak and thin body, she fought against the evil servants who were like mountains to them.

Xu is eyes are too sharp, like an unrestrained lone wolf in the wilderness, the evil grandmother didn't dare to step forward for a while, but her mouth was unceremoniously.

"King Hui? Your Uncle Wang? The evil grandmother sneered and snorted, "Princess Huixian's bones are rotten, she died so undignified, she is still pregnant with a wild seed, it is a shame of the royal family, who in the imperial city still remembers you, the daughter of the princess?" ”

"You are really expensive, how can you be thrown into this palace where birds don't?"

"As for Liulang, the princess who is marrying King Hui Mingmei has a long heir, how can he remember the cheap seed born of a night of joy in the palace?"

"Besides, I'm afraid you don't know yet, King Hui went out to the north and fell off his horse and disappeared in the melee, you still expect King Hui to ascend to the sky? Hahahaha......"

"Give me that little cub, you girl doll can continue to mix here, a few of us are not extremely vicious, you just need to recognize your identity in the future, so that you can serve us for a long time!"

The old lady said that she would stop talking nonsense, glanced at the people around her, and immediately rushed up to grab people.

Gan Qiongying had never been so angry and helpless in her life, she watched "herself" clutch a branch, desperately with these evil servants, and listened to the young brother and cat cub behind her cry.

She wished she could turn into a wild beast, even a dog, and die to tear these evil servants who tried to take her brother to shreds!

But she was only a teenager after all, and she was as weak as grass swaying in the wind compared to the milk balls she was protecting.

She was knocked head-on, and the branch in her hand stabbed one of them, and when she was overthrown, she accidentally plunged into her waist and abdomen.

The milk dumplings were caught, kicked and beaten incessantly, and screamed desperately.

"Sister! Sister! Sister, save me! ”

Gan Qiongying fell to the ground, her heart was on fire, her internal organs were torn, she gritted her teeth, stood up on the dirty ground, pulled out the branches in her stomach, and poked at those people like crazy.

"Let go of immortality!"

"Let my brother go!"

"Let him go!"

She seemed to have turned into a mad dog at this moment, the blood gushing from her waist soaked through her shabby dress, and she poked the evil servant who robbed her brother of her life.

"Ganlin! Bite her! Bite her hard!"

The little milk ball that was caught under the armpit, the harmless child who laughed like a kitten, with crooked eyes and dimples, closed his crying mouth when he heard this, and bit him hard.

The entire palace seemed to turn into purgatory at this moment, screams and cries pierced the night sky, and the three adults could not restrain the two children.

The evil mother couldn't stand it, so she had to throw the child in her arms to the ground.

Where would the child hide, "bang", fell to the ground, hit the stone pier at the door, and was silent in an instant.

"Ahh

When I turned him over, he was already dripping with blood on the top of his head, and he had been knocked out of a hole.

"I'll kill you—" Gan Qiongying's mood at this moment was like a living beast thrown into boiling oil, she grabbed the blood-stained branch, used it as a sharp claw, and staggered towards the three people.

The three men were frightened, and while shouting that they were crazy, they retreated, and quickly closed the courtyard door to death.

Gan Qiongying slammed on the door, slapping and slapping, her throat was full of hoarse screams, like a terrible ghost crawling into the world from hell.

And the three people outside the door were muttering to the wound in disbelief, "Dead, right?" It's good to be dead, and if you die, you can make a difference, and you don't have to send people out......"

"If you die in it like this, it doesn't happen to be on our heads, let's just say that they hurt themselves!"

"Yes, yes, close the door to death, anyway, the top will kill the little ......"

"Shut up!" Finally, the old grandmother's vicious voice came, "Lock that dead girl to death too!" ”

Gan Qiongying was already out of strength at this moment, trembling and crawling towards the milk dumplings who didn't know life and death.

The gate outside was blocked, and the sound of locking rang out in the dilapidated palace at midnight, and they were going to lock their two children alive in this courtyard.

Gan Qiongying covered her abdomen and passed out holding her milk balls.

The dream is twisted and changed here, like a muted painting.

Gan Qiongying was finally able to recover the state of being forced to feel everything and return to being a spectator.

She saw that the girl and the boy were like two poor, unweaned wolf cubs, without the protection of adult wolves, even if they defeated the invaders once with bruises, they would still die after all.

And Gan Qiongying confirmed her guess, these two children are the young Duanrong and the emperor.