The rebirth of the medical concubine: The regent is too cold to flirt with!

Chapter 2: I seem to have broken into his dream again

Bright red and snowy white, the two colors closest to death.

It continued to spread and spread on that man's thin body.

He is like a blood plum that blooms in the cold, cold and stubborn.

"Pei Qingyan, you would rather take that deadly poison than seize the throne. You are talented in literature and martial arts, but you are willing to assist that little bitch who is only five years old. Why don't you just ascend the throne and proclaim yourself emperor? I have worked hard to manage this palace. After half your life, you have it at your fingertips, why should you give up!"

"I worked hard for ten months to conceive and give birth to you. Is this how you repay me? Since you are willing to take that poisonous insect, and since you are willing to be a cripple, then I will help you."

Along with the sarcastic voice of the imperial concubine, there was also the sound of whips being whipped.

The whip was thick and long, with barbs on it.

The imperial concubine whipped Pei Qingyan hard on the back, and when the whip left, it caused a bloody storm.

Pei Qingyan seemed to have no feeling at all. He just stood there without saying a word and allowed the imperial concubine to whip and beat him.

Liu Yunzhou couldn't help but hold his breath.

Was she... dreaming about Pei Qingyan?

Or maybe he accidentally broke into Pei Qingyan's dream like last time?

In the dream, Pei Qingyan was being abused by the imperial concubine.

Liu Yunzhou felt a surge of anger in his heart.

Whether in the dream or outside the dream, the imperial concubine acted recklessly because she was Pei Qingyan's biological mother.

This kind of person is not worthy of being a mother at all.

Liu Yunzhou walked quickly forward on the white snow.

When she walked up to Pei Qingyan, she saw clearly that there were dense scars all over his body.

There are old wounds, and there are new wounds stained with blood.

New injuries and old injuries are criss-crossed in a shocking way.

The imperial concubine's whips and ferocious roars continued.

"That's enough!" Liu Yunzhou was so angry that she wanted to hold the concubine's whip-wielding hand, "Stop it."

however.

Her hand passed through the dowager's hand.

The whip also passed through her and fell straight on Pei Qingyan's back.

She could clearly feel the flesh and blood brought out by the whip, and she could clearly feel Pei Qingyan's body shaking.

"Hey!"

"stop!"

Liu Yunzhou tried his best to stop it.

however.

She can't do anything.

In this dream, she was like a transparent person, and could only watch everything happen.

The whip fell continuously.

Each time a piece of flesh and blood is brought up.

Not long after, Pei Qingyan's back was covered in blood and mud.

He was obviously very weak, but he stood proudly in the heavy snow.

It's snowing heavily.

He is like an immortal coming out of a painting.

Covered in blood, but stubborn and lonely.

Seeing Pei Qingyan like this, countless complicated emotions surged in Liu Yunzhou's heart.

Anger at the imperial concubine for kidnapping Pei Qingyan out of filial piety, and heartache for Pei Qingyan...

Countless emotions intertwined.

But in the end, she could do nothing but stand with him in the heavy snow, using her only thin clothes to help him block the surging snow.

The snow is raging and the cold wind is howling.

Pei Qingyan stood there, blending in with the heavy snow.

She tried to hold Pei Qingyan's hand, trying to give him some warmth.

Yet at this moment.

The snow is starting to melt and the temperatures are starting to warm up.

Even Pei Qingyan's figure melted little by little with the heavy snow.

Liu Yunzhou was startled.

"Pei Qingyan, no!"

"Don't disappear."

Liu Yunzhou wanted to stop him, but she still couldn't do anything. She could only watch Pei Qingyan melt in the warmth.

"Pei Qingyan!"

"do not want!"

In desperation, Liu Yunzhou sat up immediately.

In front of me, there was no heavy snowfall, and there was no hysterical princess.

Just the curtains that are constantly fluttering, and the talismans all over the curtains?

The room was lit with anti-cold incense, and the lingering fragrance lingered, giving off a sense of warmth.

Pei Qingyan slept in front of her without melting.

is a dream.

Just now, it was a dream.

Liu Yunzhou stared at the top of the bed for a long time before he recovered from the dream.

"You finally woke up, you idiot." Xiaolong sent a message angrily, "Is there something wrong with your brain? You can transfuse as much blood as you are prescribed. I did it based on your physical condition. You're better off. , giving Pei Qingyan a blood transfusion almost got me in trouble."

"You're so mad at me. How could there be such a stupid idiot like you? Get ready for me. I'm going to teach you a lesson all day and all night."

Liu Yunzhou said quietly, "Xiaolong, I seemed to hear your voice in a daze. It was crisp and milky, and it was completely different from the foot-picking big man I imagined."

Xiaolong's scolding came to an abrupt end.

It was too anxious at the time, and Liu Yunzhou lost too much blood and was in a daze.

In desperation, it called out to her.

I thought Liu Yunzhou was in a daze at that time and would not remember it.

Unexpectedly, this guy not only remembered it, but also remembered its sound.

Miscalculated, miscalculated.

Xiaolong said that this was a small scene, so don’t panic.

"You're hearing hallucinations, right?" Xiaolong groaned, "How come I don't know that my voice is raw and raw? Are you dreaming? The voice you heard in your dream is imagined to be my uncle's."

"Also, don't try to escape punishment in this way. Is this uncle so easy to fool? Have a good attitude, I will teach you a lesson."

Liu Yunzhou:......

She couldn't remember whose voice it was.

But when my whole body was cold and my consciousness was sinking, I heard the milky voice.

Maybe I really got it wrong.

Xiaolong is so rude, it is impossible for him to have such a milky voice.

Xiaolong: Are you polite?

Liu Yunzhou stared at the talismans that were constantly fluttering in front of him, wisps and strips, almost covering the entire bed.

"What are these charms for?"

Xiao Longma said carelessly: "It's probably two fools praying for peace."

Liu Yunzhou tilted his head and looked aside.

Pei Qingyan's face was pale and his breathing was steady.

She thought of the heavy snowfall in her dream, and of Pei Qingyan's lonely and cold figure in the white snow, "I seemed to have broken into his dream again."

"This is not the first time."

Liu Yunzhou asked Xiaolong: "Why can I break into his dream?"

Xiaolong: "Ask me, who should I ask? Zhuang Zhouxiao is obsessed with butterflies in his dream. I don't know whether you have entered the dream of the big devil, or the big devil has entered your dream. I advise you not to think too much and disturb yourself."

Liu Yunzhou felt that what Xiaolong said made sense.

"How is he?"

"It's not bad, he can't die." Xiaolong said, "If he dies, where will my dignity go?"

Liu Yunzhou didn't wait to breathe a sigh of relief.

Xiaolong added: "Although he can't die, the situation is not optimistic. Have you seen the iron handprint on Pei Qingyan's body, right?"

"Ah."

"Don't you think it's strange? Logically speaking, after receiving such an iron handprint, Pei Qingyan would have suffered serious internal injuries even if he was not killed on the spot." Xiaolong said, "But Pei Qingyan's most serious injury was not the iron handprint, but That hidden weapon."

Liu Yunzhou's expression became serious, "What do you want to say?"