At night, the moon is full in the middle of the sky.

Wei Sheng Qiao had a dream.

She had barely slept well since the night of the mutiny.

As soon as he closed his eyes, what came to mind was the back of his eldest brother Wei Shenghuan when he resolutely rushed towards the Qilin Gate, and when he opened his eyes, his ears seemed to sound as if he was from the abyss and hell.

She knew that it was the unjust souls of the entire Tai'an who had died in vain and were asking for their lives from the people of the Weisheng clan.

She is a woman who believes in fate and dreams, so for so many days, Wei Sheng Qiao has been alone in the deep palace, worrying all day long, and she is tortured and almost collapses.

She knew the truth about the mutiny, and her second brother Wei Shengguang was the culprit of all this.

But there is no one to talk about these words.

In the whole palace, there is no one to trust.

All she could do was bury her hatred in her heart.

Lately, Wei Sheng Qiao felt that the haze that had enveloped her seemed to dissipate, and when she closed her eyes, it was a quiet and peaceful darkness, and there was only the whispering of the wind in her ears, rustling.

So she had a rare good night's sleep and began to have a dream.

In the dream, she was lying on the lap of a man in white, who gently stroked the hair on her cheek, leaned down, and whispered in her ear, Don't be afraid.

The white clothes were fluttering, and Wei Sheng Qiao suddenly had a feeling like a spring breeze, which reminded her of something that had been forgotten.

It's white again.

Wei Sheng Qiao tried her best to open her eyes to see who the man in white was, but she could only see a hazy smile in her eyes, and when she wanted to struggle again, she woke up.

When I woke up, I was stunned.

She misses her father, eldest brother, and mother who can't remember what she looks like, and even the third brother Wei Shengshao, who doesn't like to see her on weekdays.

At least, she felt that the third brother was much better than the second brother.

If the third brother became the emperor, he would never force himself to marry, or those who had never met.

Wei Sheng Qiao still remembers that day, the second brother actually came to her in person on an extremely rare occasion.

When Wei Sheng Qiao heard the news, he was stunned at first, then calmed his emotions and squeezed out a smiling face to greet him.

The second brother first smiled and politely said a few words, and then asked, which one does she like between Zhuang Yuanlang and the son of the Taifu family.

Weisheng Qiao was stunned for a moment, a bad premonition floated in her heart, and the smile on her face became more and more reluctant, she replied forcefully, she didn't like it.

She has no good impression of Su Zhan, and she is even more disgusted with the Sikong clan who helped the abuse, how could she marry these two this time?

The smile on Wei Shengguang's face suddenly disappeared, his eyes began to become gloomy, and he said coldly, he must choose one, otherwise he will make the decision for her.

Wei Sheng Qiao also restrained her smile, and no longer politely greeted the second brother she hated, and responded to him like this.

"Even if my father is the emperor, he won't force me to marry!"

This sentence seemed to have violated some kind of taboo of Wei Shengguang, and he suddenly became hideous.

"Now, I'm the emperor!

Wei Sheng Qiao closed her eyes in despair at that time, she was already convinced that such a ruthless person must be the culprit of that night's mutiny.

And she fought to the death.

Wei Shengguang imprisoned her in Qingluan Palace, when her father was grounded in the place of her eldest brother, she didn't expect that now this prisoner has become herself.

This is a deserted palace, not so much a palace as a scattered courtyard, guarded by forbidden troops outside the courtyard gate, and no one can come to see it without the emperor's order, not even her maids.

Wei Sheng Qiao sneered in her heart, she knew that this was her eldest brother's means of torturing herself, but no matter what, she would never give in.

Even if it's death.

Tonight, Wei Sheng Qiao had that dream again, and she tried to open her eyes as usual, and see the face of the man in white, at least, she wanted to know if the man was male or female.

But the result is as usual.

Wei Sheng Qiao stared, sitting alone on a huge curtain bed, she turned her head to look out the window at the silver light that came in and sprinkled all over the ground, suddenly her nose was sore, and she hugged her knees and cried.

After crying, it turned to sobbing, and then the tears dried up, and the tiredness hit again.

Weisheng Qiao only felt that his eyelids were heavy, and he wanted to fall asleep.

Stomp and tread.

Suddenly, there was an extremely subtle sound outside the door, like the sound of human footsteps, but it was still caught by the sensitive Wei Sheng Qiao. She was suddenly excited, got up hurriedly, crept to the door, and put her ear to it to listen carefully.

The footsteps stopped abruptly.

And Wei Sheng Qiao's heart was pounding.

Then in the moonlight, a figure could be vaguely seen standing outside the door, and he stood there silently, not moving.

Wei Sheng Qiao leaned down and became more and more nervous.

She wondered if the scene she had seen in her dream was a dream, or was it ...... Is there really one?

Time seemed to stand still, and the two people inside and outside the door were not moving, and after a long time, Wei Sheng Qiao only felt that his half-squatting thighs were paralyzed, and he was almost unstable on his feet.

The man outside the door sighed suddenly, then turned to leave.

Wei Sheng Qiao was startled, and pushed the door open, but because of the excessive force, and her legs were weak, she fell to the ground with a "poof", and her limbs hurt from hitting her, but she didn't ask, stared into the distance, and saw a white shadow flashing away by the courtyard wall of Qingluan Palace.

It was the corner of a white coat.

That's, the man in the dream.

"Don't go!"

How could Wei Sheng Qiao be willing to just watch this man slip away? she suddenly got up from the ground, ran out of the courtyard, and shouted hoarsely.

The voice was mixed with a very sad cry.

But the white shadow did not respond to her, but the shout alarmed the forbidden army guarding the door.

"Your Highness, what's going on!"

Several soldiers hurriedly broke in, but what caught their eyes was the disheveled Princess Taiping, who was so frightened that they turned their heads abruptly and fell to the ground with a "plop".

If you see something you shouldn't see, if you are taken care of, these little people will not be able to escape death!

"I broke in in a little urgency, and I hope that His Royal Highness will forgive his sins!"

Wei Sheng Qiao trembled and stretched out his hand, trying to keep the disappearing white shadow, but unfortunately, people still couldn't catch the light.

She laughed miserably, then looked at the forbidden soldiers who were kneeling on the ground, muttered "It's okay", and then turned and walked towards the room.

"Dare to ask Her Royal Highness the Princess, just ...... What's going on?" The forbidden army led by him secretly gasped and stood up half-straight, but he still didn't dare to raise his head and asked.

"Just now?" Wei Sheng Qiao turned his back to the soldiers, raised his head slightly, shook it gently, and said lightly: "It's okay......"

"It's just a dream. ”

It's raining again.