Qing Yan

The state affairs are busy, and all the affairs of the former dynasty and the harem are now shouldered by Jing Yan, and the daily life is full, and there is almost no time to miss the person who is far away.Her body and bones have never been considered strong, after such hard work, she feels deeply tired every day.Therefore, she gradually developed the habit of taking a nap half an hour after lunch.

In the past, due to physical and mental exhaustion, Jing Yan almost always had a dark sleep, sleeping until he woke up unconsciously.But today—

It was pitch black all around, without any light, let alone half a person, but there was sound.At first it was vague and misty, but then it gradually became clear, as if countless people were shouting and roaring at the same time, and countless war horses were galloping wildly...

"Da da da"--

The four hooves of the war horse stepped on the ground, as if they stepped on the tip of Jing Yan's heart, shaking up the overwhelming dust and smoke.Jing Yan's heart also constricted following the ups and downs of the chaotic voice.

She couldn't see anything, but she felt extremely frightened, more frightened than someone comparing her heart with a sharp knife.

"Quick... run!"

Jing Yan heard such a sentence suddenly burst out from the bottom of his heart.She didn't know why she suddenly wanted to say such a thing, it was clear that she wasn't talking to herself.So, who are you talking to?

"Well……"

In the Kuntai Palace, on the gorgeous and complicated bed, the curtain hangs down, covering the thin woman with her eyes closed and her body condensed into a ball.Her right palm was caressing her left heart unconsciously, and her two beautiful eyebrows were tangled together at this moment.Anyone who saw this scene could guess that she was suffering from pain in her heart.

In Jing Yan's nightmare, the originally dark world in front of him suddenly turned blood red.Yes, it is blood red.

The scene changed suddenly, rolling mountains and... a cliff appeared in front of her.

Jing Yan's heart shrank again, because she saw a blood-red figure coming out of the darkness in front of the cliff.

She was most familiar with that figure.

And that person's clothes were sewed stitch by stitch by herself. With each stitch of missing love and thread of tie, she sewed all her cares and hopes into it.She hoped that she would be safe, that she would go well, that she would be carefree, but, why, she remembered clearly, that plain white dress turned blood red at this moment?

It's blood red again!

Jing Yan's throat seemed to be strangled desperately, she felt that she couldn't breathe any more smoothly——

The sword that the man held in his right hand was the all-too-familiar "Non-Gong" sword. Why was the tip of the sword stuck on the ground?Why did the glaring red blood flow from the hilt of the sword all the way to the ground, staining the place where the man was?It was as if that person was standing in... the sea of ​​blood hell?

"Yan'er, I'm sorry..."

"Yan'er, I can't protect you forever..."

"Yan'er..."

The man just looked at her like this, and the words that came out pierced Jing Yan's heart, but there was no expression on his face.Because those big eyes that were once agile and beautiful have lost their aura, and two lines of blood are slowly dripping down from them, sliding down his cheeks, and finally sinking into the bright red collar.

"Do not--"

Jing Yan exhaled in pain.She struggled to rush towards that person, she wanted to hug her tightly, because there was a cliff and abyss behind her; she wanted to stop her bleeding and heal her wounds, Jing Yan was afraid of those red liquids, afraid that they would flow out of that person's body...

However, no matter how much she struggled, her body could not move an inch.

All of a sudden, a cluster of black mist rose from the cliff, like a giant black hand, suddenly wrapped around the person's body, dragging her into endless darkness in just a split second...

"Worry-free!"

On the bed, Jing Yan let out a cry, and suddenly opened his eyes.She stared at the beautiful patterns on the top of the bed in horror, and repeated cold sweat trickled out of her pores, soaking her close-fitting pajamas.

Bing Bi, who was on duty outside, was originally leaning against the wall, kowtowing her head with drooping eyelids from sleepiness, and this exclamation scared away her sleepiness.

"Queen Mother? What's the matter with you, Queen Mother?" Bing Bi carefully asked softly outside the curtain.

The empress dowager's voice just now can be described as shrill.If you heard it right, it was His Majesty's nickname, right?

There was no echo in the curtain, Bingbi felt a little flustered, couldn't care less, quickly rolled up the curtain, and saw Jing Yan lying on the couch, his eyes fixed on the pattern on the top of his head, clutching the apricot brocade. A hand of the quilt was shaking.

Bingbi also flicked, "Are you having a nightmare? The servant help you up?"

Bing Bi said, tentatively and carefully lifted Jing Yan's body, and pulled the big pillow from the side, trying to lean against Jing Yan's back so that she could sit more comfortably.

Jing Yan was sluggish and let her serve her, but the moment she stood up, she was surprised to see her sewing box on Luohan's couch, and inside it lay quietly the purse that had been half-embroidered for Yu Wenrui during her busy schedule, the scarlet silk thread was particularly glaring, as in a dream...

Jing Yan's heart felt as if it had been hit hard, the pain was unbearable, and she felt sweetness in her throat——

"vomit……"

A mouthful of blood sprayed on the apricot brocade quilt, which was shocking.

"Ah! I'm going to find the imperial physician!" Bingbi stared at the ball of dark red blood, feeling pain and fear.Could it be that the queen mother's heart disease has relapsed?

So she didn't dare to delay, and she didn't care to call others to serve her. She was about to leave, but Jing Yan grabbed her.

"Don't..." There was still a line of blood on the corner of Jing Yan's mouth, veins appeared on the back of the hand holding Bingbi's skirt, and his face was so pale that he looked pitiful.

"But Empress Dowager, you..." Bingbi still planned to persuade her.

Jing Yan shook his head feebly, "Aijia is fine...it's okay..."

Desolation and helplessness welled up in her heart at the same time, and she could be sure of one thing: something happened to Wuyou!

She knows her own body best.Since taking Mianxin Decoction that day, the heart disease is no longer serious.The reason why he vomited blood was because of some kind of involvement——

The blood from Yu Wenrui's heart flowed in her body, and since then, there has been an inseparable connection between her and her.Therefore, when Yu Wenrui is sad, she will also feel uncomfortable; when Yu Wenrui is injured, such as being taken away... She will also feel uncomfortable; just like every time she receives a letter from Yu Wenrui , Those joys and longings will also strongly affect her heartbeat for joy and longing.Now, that terrible dream caused him to vomit blood, which meant that it was not just a dream, but a reflection of reality.

If so, how could Jing Yan not be afraid?

If this is not enough to prove anything, then Yun Sujun's sudden request to see him immediately made Jing Yan's heart sink a little bit.

Princess Anhe walked in a hurry, and rushed in without waiting for the maid's return.Jing Yan also only put on a cloak over her pajamas. The moment she saw Yun Sujun, she knew that Yun Sujun was no less flustered than she was.

Yun Sujun's face was plain, and his crow's hair was casually tied behind his head, with a few strands still scattered on the side of his forehead.That's all for nothing, the water-colored dress on her body can be seen by anyone as home attire, and there are still a few ink spots on one sleeve.She didn't even have time to put on her outer clothes, which showed how anxious she was when she went out.

The two looked at each other, and both saw similar expressions of anxiety and concern in each other's eyes.

"I've seen the queen mother! I've lost my way! Excuse me, the queen mother, do you have any news from your majesty?" Yun Sujun saluted and spit out like a cannonball, which was far from her usual dignified and gentle style.

Jing Yan's brows have never been stretched. At this moment, how could she care about being polite or not?

"Princess also..." Yun Sujun took care of Yu Wenrui for several years, like a mother, like a sister, and that concern has already penetrated into the flesh and blood.If something happened to Yu Wenrui, it was impossible for her not to notice it.

Yun Sujun was startled, and said frankly: "The minister is taking a nap at home, dreaming of His Majesty... and Jing Jiayue..."

She took a deep breath and said no more.

Jing Yan's heart was throbbing again, and she suppressed the fishy sweet feeling that came up again in her throat. She shook her head, as if saying to Yun Sujun, more like saying to herself: "The border is a long way away. Fast horses, within two days, never reach..."

That means that even if something unexpected happens to the emperor at this moment, it will take two days to know.

Two days! 24 hours!Sunrise and sunset, sunset and sunrise, how to survive the torment?

Jing Yan closed his eyes weakly, the appearance of Yu Wenrui in the nightmare, the appearance of Yu Wenrui in normal times, and... that day, the appearance of her stubbornly supporting herself in the pain of cold sweat dripping in her arms...

In Shoukang Palace, Jing Yan knelt on the ground, "I beg my mother to take charge of the overall situation!"

Knocking her head on the ground, Jing Yan's mind flashed with horror: How many times has she reprimanded Yu Wenrui?Rebuke her for fooling around.But now, what he did was considered nonsense?

No definite news, no urgent report from the border, just because of a frightening dream, he panicked and couldn't care about anything?

Jing Yan, oh Jing Yan, are you crazy?Ridiculous?

She bit her lip until she saw blood, the pain of blood loss brought back some of her soul.

She is rational when she asks herself, but this time, she will go crazy for that person once, absurdly once!

Let me ask: Who can see his beloved in danger and remain indifferent?

Beloved...

Jing Yan's heart trembled, and she was at a loss when faced with such a sudden realization.

It's like having a dream that lasts forever without end in sight, but as long as the dream lasts, the pain will be severe. It's like rolling in a raging fire, and it's like being Ling Chi hit by the sharpest blade in the world. The pain is so painful that one just wants to Die soon, and you won't have to suffer from this boundless torment anymore.

Darkness, deep red, the pungent smell of blood, and the sound of running water that almost burst the eardrums...

Suddenly, a ray of light flashed in front of my eyes, and a ray of white light opened the closed world. Finally, the scene in front of me became somewhat human.

Yu Wenrui slowly opened his eyes, which were blurry at first, but then the scene in front of him became clear, but there seemed to be something wrong.

She rolled her eyes stiffly, and what she brought to herself was tearing pain——

"Hmm..." Yu Wenrui snorted, the sound line was broken, as if the intact cloth was suddenly torn open by life, and the wind gushed in.

The hurried footsteps sounded suddenly because of her painful groan, getting closer and closer, until a familiar face appeared in her sight.

"Are you awake?" The visitor was sullen, with a cold expression, and he didn't seem to have any emotional ups and downs because of her waking up, but no matter who saw it, they would find that there was a bright light in her eyes .

Yu Wenrui blinked hard, but her heart sank, because she was startled to realize that only the right half of her vision was complete, while the left side, even a slight movement of the eyeballs, was unbearably painful.

"Chai...Senior Sister Chai..." She struggled to speak, her facial muscles contorted due to the pain.

Chai Qi was still cold, and said mockingly: "I still recognize me, I'm not stupid!"

Yu Wenrui: "..."

After a moment of silence, Yu Wenrui couldn't help but speak again, "You... saved me?"

This time, Chai Qi didn't answer her, but just let out a cool "hum" through his nose, with a strange expression on his face.

Yu Wenrui had no time to ponder the deep meaning behind Chai Qi's expression, she had more urgent questions to ask——

"My... my left eye, isn't it... useless?"