Chapter 116: Dreams

A horse dragged a carriage galloping on the mountain road, and Shen Qingjiao couldn't remember where she was in the dust, she stared blankly at the three familiar faces in the carriage that she thought about day and night, and didn't want to chase away.

The painful feeling of being cut by the sand and gravel on the soles of her feet climbed up her calves, Shen Qingjiao looked down as she ran, it turned out that she had forgotten to put on her shoes, and there was a dazzling blood color that bloomed on the ground one by one with her carelessness, and in the carriage was her father and mother with the young Shen Qingyan.

They didn't see themselves, but Shen Qingyan clearly could predict the next scene, the carriage would fall off the cliff due to the sudden fall of rubble, his father and mother would die trying to protect Shen Qingyan, and Shen Qingyan would break his leg because of it.

Everything was repeated in Shen Qingjiao's mind, and she had to catch up even if she dragged her injured foot at the moment when she had a splitting headache, but the carriage was too fast, and the fast Shen Qingjiao missed the reunion with the closest person in this life, so she could only shout in place to tear her heart.

Obviously, she could stop it, but the fact was that everything was in vain, Shen Qingjiao was so sad in her heart that she couldn't cry immediately, but how could she cry in her dreams?

Under the sorrow, Shen Qingjiao only felt that the sky was spinning, and she was dazed, and in the dark dream, she seemed to fall with her father and mother, and she seemed to be the most insignificant existence in heaven and earth. 🅼.🅅𝓞🅳🆃🅆.ℂ𝙤𝓜

Suddenly, Shen Qingjiao suddenly felt that there was a voice guiding her, like a beam of light shining into the bottom of the cliff, leading her out of this painful dream, she thought stupidly, this person must be a good person.

The empty hall was quiet again, and Xiao Qi maintained a posture on the side of the couch for a long time, quietly feeling the moment when Shen Qingjiao was slightly relieved of his heart after he got out of the dream.

Xiao Qi, as the emperor, didn't know that Shen Qingjiao's various feelings for him in the past were all based on a concubine's feelings for the emperor. To say that it was mixed with a little bit of Shen Qingjiao's own sincerity, Xiao Qi seemed to have heard a big joke in addition to disdain.

So, how sincere is Xiao Qi to Shen Qingjiao?

Xiao Qi really thought about it seriously, at first, maybe it was the unwillingness to make trouble when he was young, but more importantly, Xiao Qi looked at the palace, and how many of them treated him sincerely? The queen, Concubine Jiang, Concubine Rong, and one by one are afraid of more power, sincerely? It's too ethereal to be controlled.

Therefore, Xiao Qi's heart for Shen Qingjiao was firm at the beginning, he thought, it doesn't matter if he can't ask for it, he doesn't have to work hard, even if he imprisons Shen Qingjiao by his side, he never regrets it, just because Shen Qingjiao is not like them, Shen Qingjiao does not have too much desire in his eyes, and he calculates against him. This is enough for Xiao Qi to favor her.

But Xiao Qi's idea of asking Shen Qingjiao to climb up step by step has not changed, saying that he is selfish or forceful, if there is only one woman left in the palace in the future, he actually hopes that it is Shen Qingjiao in his heart. Xiao Qi thought, it's no wonder that the young love can continue to this day.

Xiao Qi couldn't tell his heart clearly, and said that he liked Shen Qingjiao, and he was young until now, he really has!

Can you talk about love? Not. On the future? As the days go by, no one counts.

Xiao Qi pondered, his palm was close to a piece of softness, he lowered his head, Shen Qingjiao had already changed his posture, the whole person shrunk into a ball, and the peach cheeks that were still hot because of the fever had subsided at this moment, and he couldn't wait for the whole person to curl up in the futon and huddle together to keep warm, Xiao Qi quickly reacted, Shen Qingjiao was cold again.

What do the medical officers of the medical officer do to eat, a little wind and cold can't be cured!

When Xiao Qi lifted the futon and fished Shen Qingjiao's whole person into his arms to fix it, there was only this annoyance left in his mind, and he cursed in a low voice and hugged Shen Qingjiao's shoulders and let people lean on his chest.

Shen Qingjiao had chills and fever in her sleep, she was already in a daze, she had no head and no brain, she was looking for a heat source, and wrapped her hands and feet together.

Xiao Qi couldn't help but tilt his head, his eyes were full of surprise and suspicion, but soon, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, hugged Shen Qingjiao in a good mood, and said softly: "Shen Qingjiao, you are only like this when you are sick, right?" When you get along with me on weekdays, it's all pretended, don't you know it? Tsk, but you remember, if you want to blame the Queen Mother, she is the one who deprived you of the right to leave the palace. ”

After Xiao Qi finished speaking, the banter that flashed quickly in Danfeng's eyes was like a crystal snowflake in the cold winter, there was a breath of pressure between his calm and undulating chest, and Shen Qingjiao in his arms unconsciously rubbed his chest, like a squeamish raccoon cat, Xiao Qi patted Shen Qingjiao as if he was soothing, and looked coldly at the cloud-like brocade tent above his head.