Chapter 921: That Kind of Dream

"Concubine Niangniang."

Aunt Tongyun's voice came from outside the door, Nanyan sat at the table, folded the paper in his hand and put it away, and then walked over to open the door.

Aunt Tongyun stood outside the door and said, "Niangniang, you really haven't slept yet?" ”

"Hmm."

Nanyan nodded and said, "Why did my aunt come over again, didn't you go down to rest?" ”

Aunt Tongyun said: "The person who was patrolling just now passed by the door and said that he was worried that he saw that the light was still on in the mother's room, so he asked the slave maid to come and have a look." ”

"Oh, they're careful."

"This relocation is a big deal, of course they have to be cautious."

Aunt Tongyun said, glanced into the room, the room was empty, only a light was on the table, obviously, Nanyan was sitting at the table just now, but there was not even a cup of tea on the table.

Aunt Tongyun said softly: "Isn't Niangniang already asleep, why again-"

"Oh, I can't sleep, so get up and sit down."

"Niangniang, I have to leave early tomorrow morning, Niangniang should not go to bed too late, otherwise I will not be in good spirits - I will go to the big altar tomorrow to worship." Moreover, it is the birthday of Her Royal Highness the Princess. ”

"yes, I see."

Nanyan nodded calmly and said, "I'll sleep right away, and you can go down and rest too, auntie." ”

"Yes, the slave and maid are gone."

Aunt Tongyun turned around and left.

Watching her back slowly disappear into the night, Nanyan was silent for a while before slowly closing the door.

The heat in the room quickly gathered again, dissipating the cold wind and chill that had just been poured in when the door was opened.

But Nanyan's hands were as cold as ice.

She closed the door, leaned back against the door, and stood for a few moments before she breathed a sigh of relief and slowly walked to the table.

From his sleeve, he took out the folded piece of paper.

Actually, there are only a few words on it.

However, just these few words are like a winter thunder, which is obviously impossible, and once it appears, it will change the color of the heavens and the earth, making the sun and the moon dull.

She looked down again, looking at the words, and felt as if they had a temperature, a fiery temperature, almost burning her eyes.

After a long silence, Nanyan slowly sent the piece of paper to the candlestick.

The flames flickered, and the paper was lit at once.

Soon, the piece of paper turned into a flame in his hand, and the words on it gradually disappeared into the firelight one by one.

When the fire was final, Nanyan let go, the flames turned into ashes, and fell to the ground slowly, she even stepped on it, completely turning the ashes into nothingness, and then turned around, blew out the candle on the table, and then slowly walked to the side of the bed in the dark, and lay down.

All this, she did calmly and silently.

Even, even in front of Aunt Tongyun just now, she didn't show any abnormality, and was calm as if nothing had happened.

However, only she knows.

The heart is thundering.

The blood in her whole body was rushing rapidly, and what echoed in her ears was no longer the sound of the wind whistling outside, but the sound of blood rushing, in such darkness, as if there were thousands of troops.

How so?

How can it be?

Her cold hands clenched slightly, but she found that her palms were full of cold sweat.

Did you just have a dream, if you continue to lie down now, and wait until you get up in the morning, will the dream wake up?

She thought as she slowly closed her eyes.

originally thought that she might not be able to sleep this night, but unexpectedly, in the constant sound of surging in her ears, she slowly lost consciousness.

In the midst of the chaos, she felt someone walk up to her.

Although the sky was very dark, the man's eyes were very bright, staring at himself tightly, that kind of gaze seemed to be suffocating, but there was an indescribable tenderness.

But......

Even when Nanyan was half-asleep and half-awake, he recalled what Aunt Tongyun said before.

This time the relocation is a big deal, King Ning's people, together with the guards brought by Zhu Feng, are doubly careful, even if the lights in their room are lit in the middle of the night, they will cautiously let Aunt Tongyun come to check, how can it be possible to let people enter their own room?

It turned out that it was a dream.

When I think about it this way, the dream seems to sink even more.

Nanyan lay on the bed, feeling that those eyes were still staring at her, refusing to relax at all, and since she knew that it was a dream, she was no longer nervous, so calmly opposite.

I don't know how long it took, but the person next to the bed slowly leaned down.

His breath blew into her face.

Some hot, even some hot.

His breathing was also very rapid, as if he was trying to suppress something, and even in his dreams, Nanyan could feel his almost agitated, uncontrollable emotions.

After a blazing breath, there is a strange touch.

fell to the lips.

A little soft, a little on his lips, and then, as if not enough, and deeper.

Nanyan frowned slightly.

Even in her dreams, she knew it wasn't right.

Who is it?

Who is kissing yourself?

"Who is it?"

When she was entangled with that person's lips, she tried her best to dodge, but in the dream, her whole body was heavy, and she couldn't even move a finger, so she could only barely escape from the gap between her lips and overflow one or two weak words.

"Who are you?"

After asking this, she suddenly opened her eyes.

The room is bright.

“……!”

Nanyan's eyes widened in astonishment, looking at the curtain above his head, and he couldn't react for a while.

Myself, this is-

Last night, the figure standing by the bed, and the man's focused gaze.

and even ...... to themselves

Is it a dream?

She subconsciously raised her hand and lightly touched her lips.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she didn't know if it was touched last night, or if it was a sensitive illusion, she always felt weird.

However, it was true that he was the only one in the room, and it was almost dawn.

Skylight filtered in through the window and illuminated the room.

Is it really just a dream?

What a bizarre dream.

Nanyan sat up from the bed in a trance, and at this time, Aunt Tongyun and the others also came, because they were going to Beiping early this morning, and they were going to serve her to get up and freshen up.

Soon after washing, Nanyan sat in front of the dresser, and Nianqiu combed her hair.

Aunt Tongyun said: "I didn't sleep so late last night, I'm afraid I didn't sleep." ”

“……”

Nanyan didn't speak.

It's not that I didn't sleep well.

Not only did I sleep well, but I also had a strange dream.

It's just that kind of dream, she is too embarrassed to tell them.

At this time, she thought for a while and asked, "What about the emperor?" ”