Hey, you are reborn too?

But this dream was slightly different from previous ones.

In the dream, the person facing him with a blurred face no longer had the two cloth bags in his hands.

Xie Yongwei stood there without moving, or perhaps she could not control her body in the dream at all.

The figure walking against the light in the dream was now walking towards her step by step. He was obviously not walking fast, and his steps were neither fast nor slow.

However, Xie Yongwei could sense some difficulty in it.

It was as if that person was supposed to belong to the darkness, but at this moment he was struggling and moving towards the light source, like a moth flying into a flame.

Venerable Longyin also had a dream.

That dream, unlike the bloody scenes he usually dreamed of, was sweet - at least at the beginning.

Awei's parents and brother accepted her, and her father Xie Shi'an asked the emperor for permission to marry them.

But the emperor said to wait a little longer.

It dragged on until the critical juncture when she was about to return to Beili, and the emperor still showed no intention of granting her the marriage.

In the dream, Jiang Mian was very scared. He begged his mother and the emperor, but no one could persuade him. They opened and closed their mouths, but they just didn't agree with his marriage with Awei.

On the night when Concubine Chen launched the coup, he wanted to leave early to find Awei, but he was caught off guard and knocked unconscious by the people sent by his mother.

When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in Beili.

He cried and asked his mother, the former imperial concubine of Dayuan and the saint who was once unrivaled, about the whereabouts of Awei.

The face of the woman in the dream was blurry.

He grabbed the corner of her clothes and begged for mercy, but he heard her words as vicious as the tongue of a poisonous snake.

"That fake Feng Xing? She's been dealt with a long time ago. Your master has already calculated that you have no chance of meeting her in this life.

The fate we had before was just forced. Mian'er, you have been in despair for so long, it's time to wake up!"

His heart cramped, but the sleeping pills Xie Yongwei gave him were too potent. Jiang Mian was now in a state of severe shock. His mind was clear, but his body was completely unable to wake up.

He was conscious, but had no control over his body at all.

Everywhere I looked was darkness, and my ears seemed to be useless, I couldn't hear a single sound.

The whole person seemed to fall into the deep sea, silently.

The palace next to Tingyun Pavilion.

Zeng Qing was sweating profusely. He subconsciously wanted to make way, but he didn't dare to. He could only block the entrance of the palace: "My queen, it's not that the Seventh Prince doesn't want to see you.

It's just that His Highness is sometimes like this, you know, this is not the first time."

Concubine Chen paused while playing with Dan Kou's fingers, her eyes suddenly darkened. Yes, how could she have forgotten that this was not the first time that her son disobeyed her.

Every time he was approaching the fifteenth day, the poison in his body would begin to take effect.

When the poison took effect, he would always avoid seeing anyone and lock himself in the palace, just like this time.

Concubine Chen's eyes darkened. Although it was indeed her idea to give him a life-and-death situation, if there was no life-and-death situation, how could Mian'er have such superb martial arts?

Without overwhelming strength, how could he fight his way back to Beili and legitimately inherit the position of Lord of Beili?

"I'm tired of hearing these words," Concubine Chen narrowed her eyes, the corners of her eyes suppressing the brilliance in her eyes, "Hasn't he escaped enough times over the years?

I have tried to understand him time and time again, but in return, he has been taking advantage of me."

Zeng Qing didn't dare to judge, nor did he know how to respond, so he could only continue to lower his head.

In fact, he didn't know why the leader suddenly came to see the young master, but he felt that the conflict between the young master and the leader seemed to have intensified.

But no matter what the relationship between the leader and the young master is, it is not something that an ordinary member of the sect like him can judge.

After a long silence, Concubine Chen finally took over the conversation: "Is he unable to see her, or does he not want to see her?"

Zeng Qing broke out in a cold sweat again. How should he answer this?

"Say!"

The tone of Concubine Chen suddenly became fierce. The anger of the saint in the past and the power of the imperial concubine now shocked the palace people present so much that no one dared to respond and they all knelt down.

In this infinitely long silence, Zeng Qing finally found his voice: "To reply to your Majesty, the Seventh Prince has been in a coma these days.

It is really inconvenient to receive you, Your Majesty, please go back."

Concubine Chen suddenly pushed away the maid who was supporting her. She felt a surge of rage in her heart. Is this boy Mian'er relying on the love he has shown him to be lawless?

Not to mention that he injured Zhang Yuanpan, the doctor who was treating him last time, but this time it was even worse. He simply locked the door and refused to see anyone?

Thinking that she had been coaxing the emperor for a long time but he still had that indifferent expression, Concubine Chen became angry.

She raised her chin, her expression full of arrogance and insolence: "I don't need him to receive me, please move aside, I just need to go in and take a look at him."

Zeng Qing heard that his life was in danger, so if the young master was really here, then there would be no problem.

But no one knows where the young master is now. If we let the leader in now, will she see an empty bedroom?

It seems that I have to send a message quickly to ask the young master to come back earlier. Zeng Qing thought so with a smile on his face.

He racked his brains to prevaricate: "Your Majesty, it's not that I don't want you to come in, it's that the Seventh Prince has strictly ordered that no one is allowed to enter the palace, and I can't make the decision!"

Concubine Chen raised her eyebrows and was about to fly into a rage when she heard the voice of a maid behind her.

"My Lady, My Lady, I have something to report!"

Concubine Chen turned around angrily, and when she saw that the maid was from the Tianhong Sect, she barely resisted the urge to slap the maid, and said coldly: "Speak!"

The maid leaned close to Concubine Chen's ear and whispered something to her.

Zeng Qing hadn't heard Concubine Chen's voice for a long time. He looked up in confusion, but saw Concubine Chen waved her hand at him and suddenly returned to the palace without any reason.

The next day, Xie family carriage.

Xie Yongwei felt the light of morning light, lifted the brocade scarf covering her face, and was faced with the "face" she had pasted in front of her.

Her pupils shrank and sweat suddenly broke out on her back.

But her expression was calm, and Xie Yongwei even smiled at the person in front of her: "Brother Wumeng, are you awake? How do you feel?"

The man's clear eyes showed no emotion, and after a while he replied, "It's OK."

Since Xie Yongwei discovered the secret beneath his skin last night and knew that he was Jiang Mian, she felt that her relationship with him had become closer.

Of course, this is what she thought in her heart.

Xie Yongwei thought, if Jiang Mian didn't want to reveal his other identities to her, and just wanted to pretend to be Reverend Long Yin in front of her at this moment, then she would just let him do it.

However, as a prince who has not yet built a residence outside the palace, wouldn't it arouse suspicion if he did not return to the palace for a long time?

Xie Yongwei was washing up while thinking about these questions. She was distracted and didn't have time to hold her breath, so the water she used to wash her face went into her nostrils.

A sour and swollen feeling came over her. Xie Yongwei closed her eyes gently and felt warm liquid accumulated in the corners of her eyes. The sore and swollen feeling in her nasal cavity was relieved.

When she opened her eyes again, the person in front of her greeted her: "Awei, why... are you crying?"