MMB 152 Meeting in Dream
152 Meeting in Dream
"Yes, empress." The little Gong'e bowed her body, turned around and disappeared into the hall.
Qin Nanny was not there, and the air pressure in the hall fell into abnormal depression again. I raised my hand, and a few faint lights hovered from my wrist, and lit up the lamps in an instant, making the hall finally bright. A few points.
Not long after, a figure appeared at the entrance of the hall,
"I pay my respects to the empress of the Ming Dynasty, I don't know what's wrong with your mother?" Sure enough, as Mother Qin said, the doctor who came today is not the one from yesterday.
I squinted for a look, resting my chin on my hand.
"Yesterday, it didn't seem to be you, why? Do I have to change someone every day because of my illness?"
The doctor was stunned, and knelt down on the ground with trembling legs. His eyes fluttered around, and he said cautiously: "What did you say, it's just Doctor Zhang. He went back yesterday and was ill, so I was only allowed to come today."
"Oh? Are you in good health? It's a pity, I am quite pleasing to the eyes of him. How about this, my lord, can you go and see him for me when you go back? After all, this person is used to it. It's quite uncomfortable."
"Yes..." Beads of sweat were dripping non-stop on his forehead, and those small eyes looked around as if they couldn't find their focus.
"My lord, is this palace scary?" I said quietly, staring into his eyes inadvertently, trying to find some useful information from it.
"No, no, no. Your majesty is beautiful, she is extremely honorable, and she is more holy than the light on that Bodhisattva. How can she be scary?" He blushed and paused every word.It made the little girls next to me all smile.
"That being the case, why are you so nervous, my lord? Or are you dissatisfied when you heard Bengong mention that Imperial Physician Zhang? Or did you do something wrong?"
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. The officer just saw that your Majesty was too excited for a while. Don't worry, Your Majesty, the next official will definitely bring your kindness to you."
"Okay, don't kneel down anymore, come and show me, I've been lying here for a few days, and I always feel uncomfortable everywhere." I squinted at Gong'e next to me, and someone immediately set up the imperial physician on the ground, Bring in the stool again.
This palace of the underworld is not so feudal, and I don't need to make any curtains or red lines.
The medical officer just wiped his hands on the handkerchief handed over by the little maid, then gently pinched my wrist.
I secretly manipulated the yin and yang power in my body, keeping it in a latent stage, still maintaining the dilapidated state of yesterday, as weak as if it would die at any moment.
Sure enough, I found an imperceptible expression on the medical officer's face.
It seems to be a long sigh of relief, or a kind of joy for the rest of the life after the catastrophe, it is unclear.
"What's wrong? Am I in poor physical condition?" I stared into his eyes and whispered.
A few black lines floated up on the medical officer's forehead, but they were quickly covered up again.
"Your Majesty is just suffering from the cold during this confinement period, so her body is relatively weak. As long as she has a good rest for a few days, she will be fine."
"Oh? Then according to your opinion, how long will I have to lie down before I can get out of bed?" I don't know what kind of heart he has, or who authorized him to describe my terrible body. Days will heal.
"This." He glanced at me cautiously, then groped his body again, and said in a low voice after a while.
"If there are no accidents, it will be a month at most." He said bravely, the sweat on his forehead was covered again, although his eyelids were drooping, but his eyes were looking around, I don't know if he was thinking something.
I leaned on the bed and was really annoyed at the incongruous expression, so I waved my hand to signal him to leave.
"Then please, I will stay in this palace and wait for you."
"Yes."
With trembling hands, he wrote prescriptions at the side. I roughly scanned them, and they were all precious medicinal materials for restoring spiritual power, and it seemed that they were not too wasteful, they were all rare medicinal materials.
It wasn't until I checked again and again that he bowed and left.
The entire hall fell silent again, and the maids stayed in their positions one by one, playing silent roles.
I wanted to pretend to be sick, so I had to lie on the bed, imagining that time could go a little faster, so that I would not be so bored, and could only stare at the ceiling in a daze.
With a slight movement of my hand, I suddenly felt the coldness next to me. I picked it up and saw that it was the thing that sparked the quarrel between Qin Luo and me last time, that brick-like thing.
After flipping through it casually, in the column of historical records, I finally found some clues about Qin Luo's madness.
All of the above are things similar to those pushed by UC, such as how to tie a man's heart, how to prevent your husband from having an affair, and what kind of TV dramas about Gongdou, there are all kinds of things.
It's no wonder that Qin Luo spoke with such a strong sense of sarcasm that day, but, wasn't this thing sent by Su Han?Could it be that Su Han would do something wrong on it?
I held it with suspicion, and carefully rummaged there, hoping to find something of value.
Naihe tossed and turned, nothing seemed to work.
In a daze, he fell asleep.
I vaguely heard the sound of running water, and by the time I realized it, I had fallen into someone else's dream again.
What came into view was a dark gray wall, green algae spread wantonly on it, and some black things were emitting light. When I walked in, I found that it was just a mutated mushroom.
Whose dream am I just in again?Why is it so dark.
Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in the wrist. Looking down, the string of rosary beads in his hand was secretly emitting light.
"Su Han?"
I yelled uncertainly, but what responded to me was only the damp air and the musty smell of dirty water.
A three-headed monster with fangs was staring at me not far away.
I stared blankly at the rosary in my hand, just like last night, it showed me a path.
After walking along this long and dark corridor for a long time, I finally saw a stone door.
It is engraved with complex formations and densely packed charms.
I cracked some with my powerful memory, but I could only open a gap in that door.
I turned sideways and squeezed in cautiously, but before I could see clearly what was below, I stepped on the air and fell straight down. This strong sense of weightlessness made me a little uneasy.
But psychologically, another voice told me that I had to go down in order to touch the truth of the matter.
Fortunately, this time is not long. Accompanied by the biting cold, I seemed to have fallen into a pool and was about to struggle upward when suddenly a pair of hands grabbed my waist, and in the blink of an eye, I regained my After returning to the pool, I fell into a cold and familiar embrace.
"Anzhi, knowing that you miss me very much, you even started to throw yourself into my arms."
I looked up, and the familiar face came into view.
It's Su Han who I haven't seen for a long time, but it seems that he is not as handsome as I imagined.
Except for the long flowing purple hair, iron chains made of black iron were handcuffed around his neck and limbs.
"Su Han, am I in your dream?" I took his hand blankly, only to realize that it was an iron chain rather than an instrument of torture. The sharp spikes pierced fiercely into the man's flawless skin.
Although it is not a soul-suppressing nail, its effect is much stronger than that of the soul-suppressing nail.
But, he clearly stretched out his hand to drag me out of the water just now.
When he saw that I was not paying attention, I suddenly stretched out my hand and pulled up his sleeve. Under the dim candlelight, the marks on the sleeve were blurred, and I couldn't tell whether it was blood or just water.
"No, this is not my dream, this is your dream." The man twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled as gently as usual, reached out and touched my head and said softly.
"My dream? Then are you real or fake!" I stared blankly at him, and couldn't help but want to back away.
Su Han smiled lightly, pulled me to his side, sat side by side with him, and patiently explained to me.
"Of course I'm real. It's all thanks to your mental strength now. Otherwise, it might not be so simple for me to enter your dream. After all, I can't feel anything in this damn place. It arrived, but it also proved that my design back then was still very successful."
"I just didn't expect that one day, I would come in by myself first." Su Han grinned at himself.
"You mean, all of this is actually your projection in reality, right? Are you really locked into a dungeon by Qin Luo?"
Su Han nodded, the smile on his face contained a deep meaning that I couldn't understand.
"Why? Why would he shut you down?"
I couldn't help the sound became louder, and I also used force to grab his hand. Suddenly, there were strange noises from him. It was the chains that were wrapped around him, accompanied by his body, on the ground. rubbing.
A touch of sadness flashed in the man's eyes, and he reached out and rubbed my head.
"Anzhi, don't get excited, am I okay? I can still see you in my dream."
"But why do you have so many locks on your body? Tell me where the dungeon is, and I'll save you!" Tears flowed silently down the corners of my eyes, and I held Su Han's hand tightly, for fear that something would happen. If you loosen it, it will disappear.
"fool."
He grinned, smiling without saying a word.
But my heart became more and more flustered.
He actually began to gather spiritual power in his dream, wanting to help him untie the bondage, but unexpectedly, the spiritual power at his fingertips just touched the black iron chain, as if he had been roasted by fire, which made me feel like a conditioned reflex. started back again and again.
"This is."
"Don't bother, I can't even open this thing, let alone it's still in your dream. I'm very happy to see you. The reason why I got into the dream is to tell you that your whereabouts of the child."
A gentle force surrounded me, like a lost child finally returned to his mother's arms.
I raised my head, and there was a smile on the corner of Su Han's mouth.
"You mean, my child is really not dead?"
He nodded, shook his head again, and the smile on his face became a little dim.
A pair of hands gently walked up and down my cheeks, without a trace of warmth.
"What do you mean!" My emotions were a little out of control, and it seemed that even the whole dream became unstable. Su Han's figure began to dissipate slowly, and even the surrounding environment was covered with a layer of gray. .
It seemed that all of this was deliberately against me, the more excited I was, I wanted to catch something.
What happens is that the faster it dissipates, in the blink of an eye, my vision has returned to darkness.
He sat up in bed in shock.
Maybe it was because I made too much noise, and for a moment I only saw a few lights and shadows coming straight from the door.
The next moment, voices of sincerity and trepidation sounded in my ears.
"Ma'am, what's wrong with you?"
I squinted at them and waved my hands.
In the darkness, my palms felt icy cold, and the clothes on my body were soaked through at some point.