And you are my dream, so your words are just reactions from my inner world, so how can I blame myself for this, right?"

Seeing that although she was sad, she tried her best to smile and treat others. She was not the kind of weak woman who could only cry secretly. Penglai admired her inexplicably.

He collected the medicine bowl and took out a book from his sleeve, "Second senior brother said, Miss Murong is most afraid of being bored, so she asked me to tell you stories when you were asleep. Now that you are awake, this book is

Let me show you."

Wow, I didn’t expect this dream to be so considerate, and the carelessness in the dream was even more thoughtful.

But since it was a dream, why couldn't she dream of a better him, letting him sit in front of her bed and tell stories one after another.

After Penglai left, she flipped through a few pages of the book, but found that she was really not good at reading. After a while, she started to feel sleepy and yawned.

But she felt that this dream was very good. She had someone to talk to her, and she no longer had to dream about those heartbreaking scenes on the same side, nor did she have to think about the death of Murong Lan and his wife, so she opened her eyes wide and refused to let herself fall asleep.

I just kept my eyes open like this and spent half a day in various torments.

When Penglai opened the door again and came in, he saw her eyes were bloodshot. He put down the medicine bowl in a panic and stepped forward: "Miss Murong, what's wrong with you?"

Murong Qianqian waved her hand, "It's okay, it's okay. I was just afraid that I would fall asleep, so I kept my eyes wide open." Then she moved her almost frozen eyes, "You're here, just chat with me."

"Since you're sleepy, let's take a nap first." Penglai helped her lie down.

"No~" Murong Qianqian struggled for a moment, "I can't fall asleep. This dream will disappear when I fall asleep, and I will start to have other dreams frequently."

Penglai smiled softly, and the world was eclipsed for a moment, "This is not a dream, you will still be here after you wake up."

"Really?" Murong Qianqian was dubious.

Penglai nodded, "Really."

Murong Qianqian suddenly narrowed her eyes and remembered something, "No, you are my subconscious mind. It must be because my brain sent out sleep signals, so you deceived me."

Black lines, black lines all over the face.

The consequence of this kind of preconceived thinking is that Penglai's various tearful explanations could not change Murong Qianqian's belief that she was dreaming.

It was not until a few days later that Murong Qianqian finally figured out in the face of various facts that she had not dreamed, but had actually gone to Yunyao Mountain.

I also roughly understood the cause and effect of the matter. Penglai said that in order to ensure her safety, the fifth senior brother Xuanyuan Yao asked the second senior brother to send her here. When the hibiscus flowers on the top of the mountain are in full bloom, he will come to pick her up.

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At this time, Murong Qianqian realized that when she was hiding all over the city, Yaoyao still came to find her.

However, how did he snatch her away from Leng Sha? It was a pity that she missed this important scene.

After combing her thoughts from the beginning, she realized that those scenes that made her heart-wrenchingly painful were just a drama played by Yaoyao to protect herself, and the culprit behind it was naturally the Queen Mother.

There was a vague voice of Yao Yao hovering in her mind, as if he had said something in her ear when she was asleep, and she recalled it carefully.

By the way, it's about the poisoning of Murong Lan and Mrs. Murong. If I remember correctly, Yao Yao seems to have said that his death was not his fault, but that they committed suicide by taking poison.

At first, I only thought that those were my dreams, and even thought they were some heartbreaking words, so I didn't dare to recall them, but now I can't wait to be sure.

Murong Qianqian raised her head, looked at Penglai nervously, and asked: "Lailai, do you know what the fake death medicine is?"

Because they had become familiar with each other in the past few days, Murong Qianqian specially changed her name to Penglai with a kind name, but Penglai was not very used to it. Every time she heard her call him that, she would get goosebumps.

This time, no exception, goosebumps fell all over the floor, and he shuddered for a while before saying: "Well, the fake death medicine comes from Yunyao Mountain Refining Pharmacy. People who take this medicine will show signs of poisoning, but people will not really die.

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Sure enough, she was not dreaming, so now the truth is revealed. Yaoyao did not personally kill her dearest person in this world, nor did he not love her or abandon her.

From the beginning to the end, it was all my misunderstanding. Love is real, and protection is real. The dark clouds in my heart were suddenly illuminated by the incoming sunshine, and in an instant, there was only brightness and brightness.

But then I thought about it, when I left with Xiao Leng willfully, from a certain perspective, does it count as eloping with the pretty boy?

Hmm~ This incident must have made Yaoyao very sad, it was really a death-defying rhythm.

Murong Qianqian knocked her forehead hard, "Lailai, when will the hibiscus flowers bloom?"

As long as the hibiscus blooms, Yaoyao will appear. She must explain to him as soon as possible that she doesn't really want to leave, but just wants to know if he really loves her.

Penglai shuddered again, but patiently explained: "The hibiscus flowering period at the foot of the mountain is from June to September, but Yunyao Mountain is located at a high altitude, and the temperature is naturally much lower, so the hibiscus flower usually blooms in July.

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"July?" Murong Qianqian suddenly turned into a bitter look, "It's only April now, and it will take three months at the earliest to see Yaoyao, and the days are like years."

Some people say that lovesickness is a disease, and Murong Qianqian feels that she is very ill now.

Every day and every night, Xuanyuan Yao's face, gentle smile, blue eyes, thin and sexy lips, and even the faint scent of ambergris always made her dream.

Sometimes, when she was dating Zhou Gong, she would dream of Xuanyuan Yao lying next to him, his strong long arms hugging her tightly, and she could hear the sound of his heartbeat in his warm chest.

However, every time I wake up and open my eyes, there is only a table, a chair, and a Jiuding incense burner that has not been used recently.

Feeling depressed, Murong Qianqian missed Xuanyuan Yao while worrying about how he was doing now, whether he was in the hot water and whether he was doing well every step of the way.

Occasionally, for a moment, she would be nervous. She was not by his side. If there was a physical need, would that guy favor Concubine Zhen and Concubine Meng, but she soon chose to believe it.

Time became a torment, but fortunately, Penglai would come to see her every day and sit with her for an hour to chat. Gradually, the other party's chat box gradually opened up under the guidance of her sharp tongue.
Chapter completed!