There are three types of dreams.

The first is the ardent expectation for things that are longed for. This expectation is so strong that it is implanted in the subconscious. When the night is quiet, it will be realized quietly. When the eyes are opened, they will disappear into clouds and mist. The unfinished regret makes the expectation even stronger. Deeply rooted in the heart, it will even become an obsession and a driving force for moving forward.

The second is the fear of certain things and people. The psychological defense line is the weakest when falling asleep, and the fear will tear a hole in the brain, and forceful possession will appear in front of you. Same as the former, that fear will be deeper and deeper. If you want to overcome fear, you must face it bravely, which will become the driving force for revenge against fear.

The third type is nonsensical fantasy, which is neither expected nor feared. This kind of dream has no meaning.

The second half of the night is the time when dreams are rampant.

Wedding night.

It was supposed to be a spring snack for a couple worth a thousand dollars, but it became an empty room and slept alone.

The real bride died, and the goblin pretending to be the bride was jumping around on which roof.

The candles on the candlesticks had already been burned out, and the wedding room was pitch black.

The mandarin duck on the bed was twitched violently by the bulging figure.

Xiao Yishu was originally in a deep sleep, and his gentle breathing suddenly became rapid.

A layer of sweat gradually emerged from his forehead and neck, which wet the bedding and pillows.

He is having nightmares.

"No, go away, kill you!"

Xiao Yishu's deep voice was obviously trembling, and his teeth were trembling. Just listening to the voice, he knew that his dream should be terrible.

He dreamed about the upside-down scene when he was ten years old.

At that time, he was still a third prince who was proficient in horseback riding and archery.

He is the most outstanding one among the seven princes, both civil and military.

His majesty the emperor gave the most favors.

In my memory, Lang Xiao Yishu, a young man in fresh clothes and angry horse, rode on horseback and drew his bow and arrows, his whole body was in high spirits.

In my ears, many people were talking about His Majesty's announcement that he would be crowned prince at the National Celebration Ceremony.

At this time, the sunny sky suddenly darkened, black clouds covered the entire sky, and the sky and the earth entered the night.

There are many soldiers guarding around, surrounding Xiao Yishu layer by layer, with the weapons in their hands facing outwards, they are protecting Xiao Yishu and fighting with the surrounding enemies.

"Kill!"

"Protect the third prince and find reinforcements!"

"What is that! Ah!"

A red afterglow flashed, the throat tingled, and warm blood gushed out from the soldiers' necks.

The red liquid spread on the yellow mud, like magma flowing in the center of the earth, dyeing half of the mountain top in vermilion, corpses spread all over the ground, and the sky was also dyed red.

The young Xiao Yishu had never seen such a big scene, and the only reaction he could make was panic, and fled under the protection of the few remaining soldiers.

Before I ran a few steps, I heard a little girl crying and calling for my mother to save me.

The red afterglow from the attack just now flew towards the girl.

Without thinking much, Xiao Yishu flew over, stood in front of the girl, hugged her and rolled to the side, dodging the blow.

Then Xiao Yishu felt severe pain in his legs.

Even though this was in an unconscious dream, the pain didn't diminish in the slightest.

Since Xiao Yishu's legs were crippled, he lived a life of walking dead every day.

He doesn't look like a breathing person in anything he does.

His legs had been useless for ten years, and the pain in his dream made him feel that he was still alive.

The pain made Xiao Yishu happy for a few moments because it was not a dream.

Because there is pain, that is, there is feeling, and maybe I can walk.

Xiao Yishu looked down at his legs, but the picture was not as he expected.

His legs were bloody, and a snow-white fox was crouching on his knees and gnawing.

The skin and flesh of both legs were torn and bitten by the fox.

The fox looked up at Xiao Yishu.

The moment they looked at each other, the fox turned into a human form, which was exactly Jiang Younian's handsome and captivating face.

He smiled at Xiao Yishu, showing his sharp fangs and muddy blood.

Xiao Yishu grabbed a sword on the ground and stabbed Jiang Younian in the heart.

Just as the blade was about to pierce his chest, the whole world shattered and collapsed.

With nothing under his feet, he fell into the bottomless abyss and was swallowed by darkness.

Xiao Yishu on the bed trembled suddenly and screamed out.

The originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and the pupils were trembling.

For a moment, he forgot to breathe, and then gasped violently.

He stared blankly at the red veil above the bed.

The chest rose and fell violently, and it could not be relieved for a while.

Xiao Yishu propped up his upper body vigorously, taking a big breath of air.

His throat was very dry, and he wanted to take a sip of water, so he reached for the kettle on the small table next to the bed and prepared to pour water.

Normally, the servant would prepare a pot of tea and put it on the table beside the bed, so that he could drink it with his hand when he was thirsty in the middle of the night.

But the jug was empty.

Only then did I realize that this was the second time I woke up tonight, and I drank the pot of water when I woke up for the first time.

If you want to drink, you have to walk a few steps to the table outside the bedroom to get it.

Xiao Yishu looked at the kettle on the table from afar.

For normal people, it's just a few simple steps.

Xiao Yishu's hand pinched his thigh fiercely, pinching hard.

Unconscious as always.

Even if there is that life-threatening pain in the dream, at least it can be felt.

But no, nothing.

Xiao Yishu lay down on the bed again, covering his eyes with his arms.

With a mocking sneer, he squeezed out two words between his teeth: "Trash."

I don't know what time it is, no matter whether it is morning or evening, Xiao Yishu can't sleep anymore anyway.

Open your eyes until dawn.

Three days later, Xiao Yishu wanted to bring the princess who had just entered the palace into the palace to greet the emperor and his mother.

In the past three days, Jiang Younian hadn't shown up at King Qi's mansion, maybe he ran away and never came back again.

For so many days, no one in Qiwang's mansion has seen the true face of the hostess. It seems that the wedding banquet has never been held, and Qiwang didn't marry a wife. Everyone will inevitably be curious.

Could it be that Qi Wang was so powerful that the bride who had just entered the door couldn't get out of bed for three days and three nights? !

Xiao Yishu wasn't worried that Jiang Younian would really not come back.

Because Jiang Younian still wears a ring around his neck, he can control it.

Jiang Younian, who was in an unknown ravine, was so painful that his memory was long, and he would return to him obediently.

On the third morning, Xiao Yishu didn't know how many times he woke up from the nightmare.

The nightmare this time was okay, not as terrifying as the nightmare on the wedding night.

Cheng Shu got up, and the maid took out two sets of new clothes.

One set was worn by Xiao Yishu, and the other was worn by the third princess.

Today Xiao Yishu is going to bring his new daughter-in-law to meet the emperor and queen mother, and everything has to be carefully managed.

Several maidservants are putting on the cumbersome new clothes for Xiao Yishu.

Butler Meng stood aside, looking left and right with his head down, a little embarrassed.

Cautiously asked: "His Royal Highness, is the Third Princess not up yet? It's going to be late."

Xiao Yishu said casually: "The third concubine ran away from home."

Butler Meng: "Ah?! This...then...what should I do?"

The old man panicked all of a sudden, clapping the back of his hands and pacing in circles.

At this time, a person came in from the door: "Who said I ran away from home, are you leaving now? Let's go."

Hearing what this person said, he must be the third concubine. The servants in the room quickly stopped what they were doing and knelt down to salute: "Third concubine."

Xiao Yishu looked at Jiang Younian at the door, in his eyes he looked like a man.

But in the eyes of all servants, he has the appearance of a daughter.

Sure enough, as Jiang Younian said, he will use tricks, except Xiao Yishu sees him as a man, others see him as Dong Wanqiu, and even his voice is different.

Xiao Yishu made a gesture, and the maids walked around Jiang Younian, half pushed and half dragged him into the bedroom.

Jiang Younian never thought that a group of maids would touch her body.

In fact, it's just a change of gorgeous clothes.

It was also thanks to these maidservants that they put on the seven or eight layers of different clothes.

Jiang Younian didn't know how to take it off, so he just tore it to pieces.

After getting dressed and coming out, Jiang Younian opened his hands to appreciate the clothes on his body, lifted his belt vigorously, and patted both sides of his chest.

He has not yet become familiar with the identity he is playing, and he has not realized that in the eyes of others, he is a woman, and the actions of a man become vulgar when it comes to him.

The servant girl and the girl next to her were all dumbfounded.

These three princesses don't have the dignified character of a woman, they are too open.

"It's just to meet your parents, and it's not the emperor. Do you need to be so grand? Even if the emperor comes, I don't need to dress like this." Jiang Younian said dissatisfied.

As soon as these words came out, the maidservants knelt down one after another.

The third concubine didn't seem to have etiquette either, and she was disrespectful to His Majesty.

Xiao Yishu didn't give him a good face: "The person you are about to meet is the king of a country."

Everyone understands that the couple, King Qi and Princess Wang, have been having trouble for three days after their wedding.

Jiang Younian shook his heavy sleeves, strode out of the room, and left a sentence: "Do you people have anything to do with me?"

It really doesn't matter, he is a demon, and he is not going to meet the king of the demon world, a mortal is not worthy of his attention.

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