He teased me very much when he was treating illnesses [Quick Transmigration]

After coming out of the dream, Tang Song turned and left without looking at Fu Dongxin on the bed.

The sky outside hadn't fully lit yet, and he came out of this dream especially early, but the taste didn't lose anything as time passed, and even compared to the previous dream, this one had a more mellow feeling.

Candy asked him: [Do you still plan to enter his dream? 】

Tang Song smacked his lips, completely forgetting himself who was scared out of his wits when he first entered the dreamland, and said happily: [Yes, it's super delicious. 】

All negative emotions can disappear in his eyes as long as he eats sweet dreams.

Including the reluctance and guilt of the last moment.

Candy also understood his temperament, and this answer was completely within his expectations, but Fu Dongxin's sensitivity was different from ordinary people, which still made him uneasy.

Before he left, those curled up hands remained in his mind for a long time, as if cast by a spell, they would jump out and interrupt his thoughts after a while.

[ Counsel, let's eat one last time. ] He said: [I always feel that something is not right. 】

How could Tang Song be willing, he only had two dreams, tell him not to eat Fu Dongxin's dreams, just like those drug addicts infected with DP, it can make him scratch his heart and lungs.

But he knew that it would be of no benefit to refute Candy at this time, so he obediently agreed: [All right. 】

……

Fu Dongxin was still on the bed with his eyes closed. From the smile on his mouth, he probably had a sweet dream.

But the dream didn't last long, and he woke up. With the faint light of the bedside lamp, he picked up the towel on the cabinet and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

It was the same dream again, and this time, the person with him was no longer called Chen Qingning, but a person who had never appeared since he could remember.

Different names, lives, looks, and personalities are almost the same.

He always felt that something was wrong, but the facts told him that it was clearly just a dream, but it was more real.

Maybe it was because he was too tired recently, Fu Dongxin lifted the quilt and got out of bed, opened the curtains and looked outside, the whole city was still full of lights, without the shadow of the rising sun.

He wanted to go back to bed and sleep for a while, but his mind was clear, his deep eyes did not see the haze of just getting up, and he was indifferent and awake, as if he hadn't closed his eyes for a long time.

He finally put down the goblet he was using to pass the time when there was a glimmer of light rising from the horizon. The red liquid in it swayed slightly and returned to calm.

After tidying up his simple luggage and leaving behind a lot of tedious and troublesome things, he planned to go abroad to relax.

Before boarding the plane, Fu Dongxin still hesitated. He couldn't get out of his feet. The assistant who helped him carry the suitcase followed behind him and stood with him for a while. He didn't open his mouth until the flight was on the radio. A reminder: "Boss Fu... shall we still go?"

He has been with Fu Dongxin for a while, and he knows that the other party hates being interrupted when he is thinking.

Fortunately, this time Fu Dongxin was not in such a bad mood, he said: "You ask someone to help me find, is there anyone from Chaoge?"

"Okay." The assistant followed his pace and responded as he walked.

"Gender male, he looks very good-looking, his hair is very long and soft, just reaching his waist..." Fu Dongxin recalled, but as he talked, he lost interest: "Forget it, don't look for it."

It's just a dream, why be so persistent.

And Chen Qingning last time, isn't it the best explanation?Dreams and reality, it is because of his demon barrier that he feels that they are interlinked.

When Tang Song sneaked into Fu Dongxin's dream again, Fu Dongxin was still on the plane.

He was too anxious, even though he didn't feel hungry, but he was used to the habit of human beings eating three meals a day, so he couldn't sit down at home, and all he thought about was Fu Dongxin, until it got dark, he couldn't wait Gotta come.

Different from the previous two times, this dream made him feel as if he had returned to many years ago.

It was an era that people look up to, but also embarrassing.

There are layers of yellow gauze curtains, on which the creatures embroidered with gold silk stretch their teeth and claws, majestic. Tang Song looked down at the brocade quilt covering his body, touching it with his tentacles, it was light and soft, like silk, with a feeling of flowing clouds and flowing water.

With just one glance, he knew his identity this time, he must be the most noble royal family in this era, or a very favored prince or grandson.

Outside the bed curtain, the candle covered by the palace lamp was burning quietly, and he got up from the bed.

"Master, it's still early, should we rest a little longer?" The eunuch sitting on the edge of the bed outside said in a soft voice, afraid that his delicate master would be frightened by a slightly louder voice.

Tang Song lay back down again and asked, "What time is it now?"

"Back to the master, it's not too late."

When?Tang Song silently converted the time between the two eras. Hundreds of years have passed, and he has almost forgotten the way he used to keep time.

[It's not even five o'clock yet. 】

[Well, it's still quite early. 】

Tang Song covered the quilt. Needless to say, the ancient quilts are more comfortable than the modern ones. They are purely handmade and will not be mixed with messy things. They are all solid silk and satin.

While it was still early, he looked at the memory of this body.

As he had guessed, the original owner was the son of the emperor of this country, ranked seventh, named Yu Wenyi, implying the rest of his life at ease, which shows how important the emperor thinks of him.

Compared with the empress and the prince, Yu Wenyi and his mother and concubine are more like the emperor's wife and son. Because of the concubine's open and secret fights, Yu Wenyi was very tossed in his mother's womb, and he almost couldn't give birth.

He was born with great difficulty, because his body still had toxins, and he had to rely on rare medicinal materials to recuperate his life every day. The emperor was afraid that he would be poisoned again, so he kept Yu Wenyi by his side until he was ten years old, and took care of him himself.

And his mother, Concubine Liang, also took advantage of her son's name to occupy the emperor for more than half a month. The emperor indulged her, and the empress was not up to date. In the whole palace, his mother and son really occupied half the sky. , squeezed the queen mother and son into the knot, and only took a good name.

None of this surprised Tang Song. What suffocated him the most was that in this world, besides the Tianyuan Kingdom where he is now, there is also a female respected country called Qianfeng.

Women's rights are in charge, and men have children. This makes his eyes drop.

【Guoguo, do you think Fu Dongxin is from Qianfeng Country? 】

Candy gloated and said: [Maybe, and maybe I have already drank birth soup and given birth to a son. 】

[Wow—stop talking, I'm getting goosebumps. 】

【All right. 】

Tang Song covered the quilt and fell asleep again.

When he woke up, the candles outside had already been burned out, and the hardworking and cautious little eunuch was peacefully guarding his bed with low eyebrows. Clothes, all of them shrunk their bodies and hung their heads.

Yu Wenyi's personal eunuch is called Xiao Anzi, who was specially sent by the emperor who loves him to take care of him. A taste of a nobleman.

"It's already this hour, why didn't you wake me up earlier." Tang Song stretched out his hand, allowing Xiao Anzi to carefully dress him.

"Returning to the master, it is the emperor who told the servants not to disturb your rest, and he also specifically told the servants that the Seventh Prince is unwell, so if you can rest more, you can rest more."

Different from those eunuchs with high-pitched voices in Tang Song's impression, although Xiao Anzi's voice did not have the magnetism unique to men, when he spoke, his voice was soft and rhyme, which was very pleasant to listen to.

"Little Anzi." Tang Song looked down at the little eunuch who was kneeling to help him straighten his clothes: "You have to listen to what my father said, but I am your master. I told you to call me at the end of the hour, so you just call me at this hour." Call me, otherwise, I don't mind asking my father to find someone who is obedient for me."

Xiao Anzi paused for a while in arranging the hem of his clothes, and then continued with his hands as if nothing had happened: "This servant knows."

"En." Satisfied, Tang Song asked someone to wait on him quietly. When he tied up his hair, opened the bead curtain and walked out of the inner room, people waiting for the meal at the door came in one after another, and the table was full. .

Looking around, they are all light and oil-free things.

Tang Song didn't like it, so he flicked his sleeves and said: "These things will be rewarded to you, I'm going to pay my respects to my concubine, and I will have dinner with her."

"Master, Concubine Liang has already had her meal at this time, and I think she is paying her respects to Empress Empress in Fengqi Palace." Xiao Anzi followed behind him, his tone as calm as water: "Master, why don't you eat your meal again?" In the past, at that time, Concubine Liang will also return to the palace."

Tang Song stopped walking.

Although the original owner was pampered and raised by the emperor, his temperament was not spoiled. The servants under his opponents were all very nice. Although they sometimes had a temper and rebelled, they mostly obeyed his parents and never made things difficult for his servants. .

After thinking about it, he followed the original owner's temperament and sat down on the chair.

Xiao Anzi picked up the chopsticks very quickly, and tried his best to prepare vegetables for him, choosing the food that was good for his health, but also the food he disliked the most.

"Go down, I'll do it myself." Tang Song picked up the chopsticks and drove the other party behind him.

No wonder Yu Wenyi is as skinny as a spare rib, and has never touched oil and water, so can he still grow meat?

He picked up a piece of pastry, the shape of pink petals, it looked like plum cake or something else, but as soon as he ate it, he wanted to spit it out.

The bitter taste far outweighs the sweet aroma.

He put down the pastry on the chopsticks, and picked up the farthest one, which looked like a delicious spring roll, and took two more bites, which was even worse than the pastry just now.

The things on the table went round and round, and the taste that Xiao Anzi picked up for him was the most normal.

No wonder Yu Wenyi always ate whatever Xiao Anzi picked up.

After a meal, Tang Song ate like chewing wax. Finally, he was half full, so he put down his chopsticks and got up, and the exquisite jade object made a crisp sound on the table.

"Master, is it a sedan chair, or is it walking?"

"Walk."

Tang Song said.

I just took advantage of that section of the road to see if I could meet Fu Dongxin.

The Tianji Palace where he lives is only a little bit longer than the Imperial Garden where Concubine Liang lives, at least half an hour's walk away.

It's just that he didn't expect the original owner's body to be so weak. He didn't feel anything at first, but after walking a little more, he began to be panting and short of breath.

"Master, go to the pavilion for a rest?" Xiao Anzi supported him, as if he had expected it a long time ago, as soon as he raised his head, he could see a faintly visible corner of the gazebo in front of him, surrounded by flowers, faintly visible.

It was the beginning of spring, and most of the flowers and trees in the imperial garden were blooming exceptionally well. The slender branches stretched out, lush and lush. Once people hid in, they could disappear for a long time.

Tang Song walked halfway, and heard the sound of Xixisuo in a trance. He was curious, so he couldn't help but turned his direction, and walked deeper into the more lush bushes.

Haohao Tangtang had to follow a lot of people behind him.

"The rest of you are waiting here, Xiao Anzi will follow me."

Tang Song turned his head and said softly, "Don't make any noise."

The soles of the shoes made an extremely small sound on the blue tiles. He arched his back, leaning on the cover of the lush branches, and poked towards the place where the sound came from.

The scene he saw before caused his pupils to shrink rapidly, and his finger bones were clenched tightly. Without saying a word, he shook off the obtrusive branches in front and rushed out.