"If I'm not mistaken, Chu Xiaoran should be the young master's child."

"But he is married now, what should I do?"

The mysterious woman wore a silver half mask with strange and complicated patterns on it, which just covered most of her face.

"Take him back. This is His Majesty's order."

"hiss!"

Chu Xiaoran was embroidering insoles for Nan Jinming. Nan Jinming always went out every now and then. Although she had enough shoes, she was just sitting there doing nothing.

"what happened?"

Nan Jinming was sitting next to him looking at the accounts when he heard him gasp. He turned around and saw beads of blood oozing from his fingertips.

"I accidentally pricked my hand."

Nan Jinming stopped flipping through the account book, reached out and put his bleeding finger into his mouth, took a few sips gently, and then let go. The bleeding had miraculously stopped.

"I have shoes. I told you to stop working. Look at this insole. It has pierced your fingers."

"I haven't done anything for you since we got married. I finally found something to do, but you're here to gossip and ruin my mood."

Nan Jinming shook his head helplessly and sighed: "You, you always like to think too much. Okay, okay, I didn't say I would stop you. If you like, then make a few more pairs for me."

Chu Xiaoran then withdrew his hand with satisfaction, lowered his head under the candlelight, and started to work again.

"Xiao Ran, go! Xiao Ran, go!"

Chu Xiaoran looked at the white mist rising around him and knew that he had fallen into a dream again.

I haven’t had any dreams recently. Normally, when I fall into a dream, it means something bad has happened. Could something else be happening?

"who are you?"

Chu Xiaoran looked at a hazy figure in the white mist. He was tall and slender, wearing a light blue robe that covered his feet.

"Xiao Ran, go!"

Chu Xiaoran frowned. Why did he keep asking him to leave?

"Who are you anyway?"

Chu Xiaoran thought that this was just a dream of his and it wasn't real, so what if he was a little bolder?

As Chu Xiaoran walked forward, he saw that the man had a face somewhat similar to his own, looking at him anxiously.

"Come on!"

"why?"

"They are coming! They are coming!"

"Who's coming?"

Chu Xiaoran looked at the man in front of him who kept repeating to him to leave quickly. Something must be happening.

"No, I'm not leaving!"

Chu Xiaoran answered subconsciously, causing the man in front of him to frown in pain.

"Come on!"

"Xiaoran."

Nan Jinming gently wiped the sweat from Chu Xiaoran's forehead. Seeing his frowning brows due to the nightmare, he felt a little bit reluctant, so he called him softly, wanting to wake him up from the dream.

"No!"

Chu Xiaoran's body trembled and he finally woke up. Looking at Nan Jinming who was looking at him tenderly, he immediately reacted and returned to reality.

"It's okay, it's okay, you just had a nightmare."

"What did I just say?"

"No, I just said no when I woke up."

Nan Jinming looked at the dense beads of sweat on Chu Xiaoran's forehead, and thought to himself that he must ask Li Guanlan to prescribe some calming medicine for him tomorrow.

"Having a nightmare?"

"Ah."

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