Mei Fei Shi Wu, Wang Ye, don't come here

Chapter 17 017 The Persevering Nightmare
Sweat came out directly from his forehead, and his blue hair was soaked with sweat.

The moonlight was like silver, and the entire Daxi Imperial City was shrouded in a piece of moonlight.

In the room, the candlelight flickered slightly.

A shadow dressed in black flashed into Nangong Mansion, escaped heavy patrols, and went straight to that remote place in Su Yuan.

This dream, this dream has been haunting her for more than ten years.But she has not been able to remember who that person is, nor has she been able to investigate who it is.

Perhaps because of Nangong Yingxin's cry, the woman did not leave, but approached her again.One step, one step, another step, the man opened his mouth slightly and said something softly to her. Although he couldn't see his facial features clearly, he could feel that she was smiling at him, and it was a smile from the heart.But even so, Nangong Yingxin didn't hear a word, and had no idea what the woman was going to say to her.Suddenly a thick fog rose, the woman got up slightly, turned around and walked slowly into the white thick fog without the slightest hesitation.Go farther and farther, farther and farther until you disappear into the thick fog!
"Don't! Don't go!" The person on the bed moved a bit, opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up abruptly, but there was no one around.

The wind blows in through the window, carrying the coldness of the night.

At this time, Chrysanthemum, who had just gone to prepare food, just pushed the door and entered.

"Miss, are you awake?" Chrysanthemum saw Nangong Yingxin sitting up, immediately put down the things in her hands, and went to support her.

"Who came in just now?" Nangong Yingxin looked at Chrysanthemum, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and asked panting.

Chrysanthemum carefully helped Nangong Yingxin wipe off the rainy sweat on her forehead, and shook her head: "No one has ever come in. Miss, what's wrong?"

"No...no, maybe I'm dreaming..." Nangong Yingxin looked around, feeling chills down her spine, "Chrysanthemum, I dreamed of that woman again!"

"What? Dreamed about that woman again?" Chrysanthemum was slightly taken aback, "Miss, haven't you dreamed of her for a long time?"

Nangong Yingxin nodded and reached out to wipe the sweat off her forehead.

"Are you still unable to see the face this time?" Chrysanthemum hesitated, but opened her mouth anyway.

"No." Nangong Ying shook his head with a bit of disappointment in his eyes.

"Miss, please eat something first. You haven't eaten much today." Chrysanthemum brought the food to Nangong Yingxin and helped her arrange the dishes. "Madam once said when she was alive that everything in a dream It’s illusory, and what you see is just an illusion, so don’t think too much about it.”

"Maybe." Nangong Yingxin took the food from Chrysanthemum, lowered his head and took a bite, but did not continue, "Chrysanthemum, I don't have any appetite, you should go back and rest first. I want to have a good rest."

"But..." Chrysanthemum didn't want to leave at first, but seeing her young lady's haggard and pale face, she could only agree, "Miss, that servant is going back first, if you have anything, remember to call me."

"Silly girl!" Listening to Juhua's words, Nangong Yingxin smiled slightly, "This is the Nangong Mansion of Daxi Imperial City, what can be the matter. If it was the past, maybe you still have to worry about it, but in half a month, I am the famous concubine of Prince Xuan's Mansion, who would dare to touch me. Besides, there are layers of family guards outside the gate of our Su Garden, no one dares to break in."

"But..." Chrysanthemum was still a little worried.

Before the woman in the pale yellow dress finished speaking, Nangong Yingxin pushed her out of the door, "Don't worry, you go back first, I really want to rest."

"Okay. The servant girl is going back first, remember to call me if there is anything!" Pushed to go out, the chrysanthemum in the light yellow dress could only leave, but still couldn't help nagging.

"Got it, got it! Hurry up and go back!" Nangong Yingxin pushed the chrysanthemum out of the door, and immediately closed the door.

The door was closed, and the wind brought in by the door slightly stirred the candles in the room.The candle flame jumped without leaving a trace, and then returned to calm.

(End of this chapter)