Lord, please adopt!

Chapter 891

However, the girl who was sleeping soundly, at some point, began to sleep extremely unsteadily.

On that delicate little face, the brows were furrowed, with a look of anxiety and panic.

The red lips were slightly parted, and the anxious moaning sound continued to slowly overflow from the girl's mouth——

"No! Father, no!"

"drink!"

With a shock in his heart, Xia Qiqi, who was soundly asleep, jumped up, and quickly sat up from the bed.

Panting heavily, Xia Qiqi's beautiful eyes were wide open, and her eyes were full of horror.

The heartbeat accelerated, and the sound of 'thump, bang, bang' was so violent, as if it was about to pop out of his chest in the next moment.

Covering her chest with one hand, feeling the chaotic heartbeat, Xia Qiqi frowned, her eyes filled with panic and uneasiness.

Thinking of the nightmare I had just now.

In the dream, it was in a narrow valley, two soldiers were fighting, it was very cruel!
The sound of cold weapons being exchanged, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the sound of screams, and the sound of big stones rolling down the cliff...

The sky is dark, the killing is endless...

Corpses were strewn all over the field, blood flowed into rivers, people looked at it, and their scalps felt numb.

That's not the point!
The point is, in that chaotic battle, she saw a figure she was most familiar with!
That heavy armor, sharp long sword, vigorous figure, handsome face, and those bloodshot eyes...

He Jingmo!
It's him!

This was a man she had missed for a long time and was haunted in her dreams.

I saw that in the dream, He Jingmo was fighting with a burly, powerful man with a fierce face.

The two have high martial arts skills, and they are not equal to each other.

But in the end, He Jingmo got off the horse and was hit by an arrow, and the horse hissed in pain and fell down. The man with a fierce face lost no time in raising the sharp big knife and slashed at He Jingmo's body... …

Thinking of the terrible nightmare just now, Xia Qiqi still has lingering fears after thinking about it.

Although, Xia Qiqi knew that the one just now was just a nightmare.

Or she thinks about He Jingmo day and night, and is always worried about He Jingmo's safety, fearing that something will happen to him, that's why she has this kind of dream.

Dreams are all the opposite, aren't they! ?

But, why is she so uneasy in her heart! ?
Is it because the nightmare just now was too real! ?
Yang or...

Thinking of this, Xia Qiqi didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Because she was scared, so scared, so scared.

Although, He Jingmo often had people send letters back to her, so that she would know his well-being.

However, Xia Qiqi was still worried about He Jingmo all the time.

The military camp is different from the capital city, and fighting a war is no joke, if something really happens to He Jingmo...

Thinking of this, Xia Qiqi couldn't help but ruthlessly squeezed her heart, and felt a strong sense of fear quickly surged into her heart.

Curling her body, hugging her legs with both hands, and buried her head in her knees, Xia Qiqi sighed endlessly.

He Jingmo, when will you be able to come back! ?
Qiqi really misses you, misses you so much...

……

Meanwhile, on the other side—

"Come on! Hurry up! The prince is injured!"

The night is already deep, the bright moon is slanting to the west, and the sky will be bright in another hour.

At this moment, it was the deadliest time of night. However, inside the barracks, the lights were brightly lit, and life was noisy and chaotic.

Footsteps, shouts, screams, one after another, very lively.

(End of this chapter)