He stretched out two fingers and blocked Chao Yanyan's nostrils, and when she opened her mouth, he covered her mouth with his other hand, and it wasn't until she woke up that he let go and looked down at her, "Lady, if you snore, you will make noise to others." ”

Chao Yanyan turned over and sat up, was stunned for two seconds, and then raised his head and fell down, "Oh, don't care about these details, if it's really boring, you can also come and sleep." ”

Styx narrowed his eyes, "Lady, you're too relieved to me, aren't you?"

"Don't worry, what's not to worry about? What do you dare to do in this prison?" turned over towards Yan Yan and made way for a vacant seat, "Sleep, don't be a fool." ”

Styx was silent, and asked softly, "Why don't I go and see the snow girl that the lady talked about last time?"

Chao Yanyan felt very sleepy, as if there was a fly buzzing in his ears, wishing that he would leave quickly, and waved his hand again and again, "Mmmm, you saw her say sorry to her for me, I failed to fulfill my promise and let her meet her husband." ”

"That's easy to do, didn't the lady say that his husband also looks like me? ”

"Whether it's good or not, you just pull her little hand and kiss her little mouth, and get a wish. ”

“......”

Styx didn't say anything more, turned around and disappeared into the mist of light.

Chao Yanyan had a long dream, in the dream she came to a large mirror wall, the mirror printed a majestic palace, magnificent, brightly lit, two rows of long crystal candlesticks taller than her, carved into different birds, fish and insects, each shape is very strange, the candlestick is lit with a light blue candle flame, like a ghost fire, a little terrifying.

The palace was as big as a football field, but there was no furniture in it, only a huge bed, which could sleep about fifty people.

There was a basket of incense at the head of the bed, and the white smoke rose faintly, a hazy and ambiguous atmosphere. The dark red futon of velvet satin on the bed was messy, and the curtain as thin as light gauze half fell, half hooked idly by a lustrous jade hook.

A man lifted the veil and got out of bed, his wide crimson nightgown loosely tied only at his waist, his long hair lazily scattered behind him, and walked away lightly.

From the mirror, only the man's back could be seen, but not the face.

Not long after the man left, he walked in with a face.

That Chao Yanyan was wearing a wide-sleeved liuxian skirt trimmed with gold wire, combing her hair in a high bun, wearing a lot of steps and hairpins, overlapping through her hair, looking a complex sense of nobility and solemnity.

When she got closer, Chao Yanyan noticed that her face in the mirror was slightly rounder, her figure was slightly slender, and her temperament was much calmer, but her eyebrows and eyes really looked like her.

In the mirror, her expression seemed to be very angry, and she stood in front of the bed and scolded something.

Then, with a slender hand, she lifted the curtain and stepped out of bed, naked and naked, and walked sideways to the clothes rack beside her, and removed the men's robe that hung on it, and draped it over her body.

Chao Yanyan didn't see her face clearly, only saw her walk to Chao Yanyan in the mirror, and then turned her back to her.

The next scene is simply the most common bloody plot in the TV series, in the mirror, she raised her hand and slapped the woman, the woman fell to the ground weakly, her messy long hair was scattered behind her back, she seemed to be hiding her face and crying, and her shoulders couldn't stop shaking.

Chao Yanyan's expression in the mirror was still angry, and she looked down condescendingly at the woman on the ground, her eyes full of repudiation and despair, and the woman crawled to her feet, grabbed the hem of her skirt, and looked up at her.

She pulled the hem of her skirt, took a step back, threw down a silver dagger, said something, and turned to leave.

In the entire empty palace, only the woman sitting on the ground remained, with a messy back and a very lonely appearance.

After a long time, the woman leaned down, stretched out her hand, picked up the dagger on the ground, raised it high, and stabbed it into the abdomen.

Chao Yanyan felt that this dream was too bloody, and struggled to wake up, but she couldn't take her eyes off the mirror.

She saw that the woman slowly turned her face little by little, and her face turned out to be exactly the same as Chao Yanyan, she seemed to see Chao Yanyan on the other side of the mirror, and grinned, smiling very weirdly.

Two lines of pus and blood flowed from the corners of her eyes, which was extremely miserable and sympathetic, and her eyes were like a sharp blade, piercing her eyes deeply.

Chao Yanyan's heart trembled, she was very scared, she looked at her in the mirror, a lot of blood flowed out of her abdomen, and finally because of excessive blood loss, she fell in a pool of blood and swallowed her last breath.

And from beginning to end, the eyes in the mirror have been staring at her tightly, staring at her heartlessly.

It was clear that she was already dead, but she saw another her in a pool of blood, her two purple-red lips were like withered roses, and she opened and closed slightly, and a hoarse voice rang in her ears, "Kill her, otherwise, this is your fate." ”

The words kept echoing in her ears, and the voice grew louder and louder, so big that it filled her brain and was about to explode.

The next second, she woke up suddenly, with tears in the corners of her eyes and beads of sweat on her forehead.

What kind of dream is this? I green myself, I can't describe my husband, and then I kill myself, and then I tell myself to kill myself, or I will die?

Meow a mi, it must have been too much pressure recently, so I will have this kind of ghost movie-like dream.

Chao Yan Yan turned over and got out of bed, stretched his waist, and found that the kid from Hongyun hadn't come back yet. Pinch your fingers, it's been almost two hours since I slept this night.

emmm...... Due to the lack of reflection hall, he said that he went to see Mrs. Duxue, to fulfill Mrs. Duxue's wish, and then he had not returned for two hours, Chao Yanyan couldn't help but wonder what they were doing, pulling a little hand, kissing a little mouth, never ......

Chao Yan Yan made up the scene of a plump and beautiful young woman, wrapped around Hongyun's body, and squeezed him dry.

She thought that this style of painting was strange, and then shook her head and quickly threw it out. Anyway, Hongyun is also a flirtatious old driver, no matter what, the painting style should be Hongyun pushing people on the wall, all kinds of wall knocks, and then shouting two bad lines such as the kitten is not allowed to escape, and the little poor don't be afraid, and then forcibly indescribable.

This style of painting made her feel even more eccentric, she blinked her eyes, and deeply reflected on herself, could it be that she was jealous?