"That's not Yun Che, you sober up!"

"That's Yun Che!"

Zhixi wanted to rush towards the reverse of the cradle bed, but Cang Ling kept stopping her.

One body, two souls, the movements are very uncoordinated, and after all, they still can't stop the stop from moving in that direction.

At this moment, Cang Ling suddenly flew out of her body.

With a wave of his hand, a wall of ice stopped between Zhi Xi and Yun Che.

Immediately afterward, he used his mana to materialize his soul, and then forcibly pressed the stop against the ice wall.

"You let go of me! Cangling! That's my son!"

Zhi Xi glared at Cang Ling angrily, for so long, she had not forgotten, it was her son, the child she conceived and gave birth to in October, how could she forget...

Some of the pain is not something that can be forgotten without mentioning it.

When it appeared in front of her again in blood, although she knew that it was fake, it was a trap, it was a dream, she still couldn't help but indulge it.

"Si Ming, Yun Che is also my son, and I love him too. ”

After Cang Ling finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed his lips.

Zhixi's heart was painful and irrepressible, she opened her mouth and bit him hard.

The pungent smell of blood filled the tip of his nose, and he gradually calmed down.

"Cangling, I miss Yun Che so much..."

Zhixi, who calmed down, took a deep breath, and the tears fell without holding back.

Cang Ling hugged Zhixi into his arms and hugged her tightly.

"Si Ming, listen to me say that Yun Che is probably in danger now, you have to cheer up, let's go save him. ”

Raising her head in a daze, she wiped away her tears.

"I'm fine, you don't have to lie to me. What is fake is fake, and if you know it's fake, you have to take it as true, that's the biggest disrespect for Yun Che. ”

After calming down, Zhixi returned to his former calm.

At this moment, the whole picture turned, and everything in the room disappeared.

They appeared in a dark underground palace with torches burning on both sides of the palace.

She didn't indulge, she had a dream, and now this place is gone.

Zhixi took a deep breath, and there was a faint pain in his heart.

If it's a dream, there will be a day of disillusionment, unless you become a part of the dream.

"Si Ming..."

"Huh?"

"Listen to me, I'm not comforting you, I'm not lying to you, Yun Che is probably in this underground palace, and now he may still be in danger, we have to save him. ”

Cang Ling held his face, his expression was very serious, and there was no joke.

Stunned for a moment, her eyes looked at Cang Ling tightly, and there was no trace of joke in his ice blue eyes.

Suddenly, her heart trembled again.

"What did you say?"

"Yun Che, not dead, he needs you now. ”

Zhixi's whole body trembled, and she looked at Cang Ling in a daze, a little unable to react.

"Listen to me, that dream is not ours, it's someone else's memory. ”

Stopped.

"The dream under the big chun tree is that scholar's, the dream in the Ninth Lingzhou is Qin Ziyin's, Qingqiu's dream is Jinxiu's, and the dream you last saw the Qingguo Palace is Yunche's. ”

Cang Ling said seriously: "It's their memory fragments that have been collected, and we haven't fallen asleep yet, and we haven't lost anything." ”

Zhixi's breathing became short, and she clutched Cang Ling tightly.

"Yun Che is not dead... W-Where is he?"

"He's in Qin Ziyin's hands. ”