Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 867 Nightmare
I don't know what to use to make this soup. It is mixed with honey and has a faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

After drinking half a bowl, my head began to feel a little heavy. I obviously didn't want to sleep, but my eyelids sank uncontrollably. Maybe there was something mixed in the soup. I was suspicious and thought about putting the bowl aside.After a while, my whole body became limp and I had no strength at all. I simply closed my eyes and thought about things in a daze.

Because I remembered something in my heart, my mind started to have some messy dreams again.

I dreamed that Chen Shilang was holding Ah Ti enthusiastically to eat wine, and there was a pile of silver in the corner of the wine table, and Ah Ti was already slightly drunk after eating, and he quickly accepted Chen Shilang's temptation in a writing Sign on paper with fine print.Chen Shilang put away the confession in satisfaction, and smirked: "When your brother comes, Zhang Tinglu will definitely die."

I stood by and watched all this, and shouted angrily, "Dream your big heads, that brother won't come!"

But none of them could see or hear me.Someone patted me on the shoulder, and it turned out to be Chang An.I was relieved a lot at once, and asked him how things are going?He shook his head silently and did not speak.

Someone came in from the outside, Ah Ti happily went up to meet him, "My good brother, you are here!"

Chang An said in a deep voice: "Chen Shilang sent someone to meet him and escort him all the way to Beijing. I have no chance..."

"How could this happen? How could it be..." I grabbed his collar and shouted frantically, "You told me he wouldn't go to Beijing, I trust you so much, Ting Lu's life is all entrusted to you!" I I kept shouting and shouting, I don’t know what I said anymore, Chang An was very guilty, reached out and hugged me, before he touched me, someone put his hand on my shoulder, and said in a deep and gentle voice: "Quiet, Mulan, and me."

His voice seemed to ring in his ears, and he said in a low voice: "I said, I won't let Ah Ti live until tomorrow, have you forgotten?"

He smiled slowly, took the knife and walked towards Ah Ti who was buried in the wine.In a trance, I seemed to see the hideous faces of the emperor, ministers of guards and others, with the bloody dragon head next to me.I couldn't help shivering, and rushed up to stop Elder Brother, who still had a relaxed smile on his face, "Don't worry about me, Ting Lu can die for you, and I can die for you too."

He pushed my hand away, raised his knife and slashed at Ati——

(End of this chapter)