The Fourth Master looked a little confused, which Yuan Qingling had not seen from the Fourth Master's face before. He was always calm and free, truly otherworldly.
"Master, if you are tired, don't go to the meeting. Take a good rest in the mansion."
Fourth Master shook his head, "I can't sleep."
"Insomnia? Do you want me to prescribe some medicine for you?" Yuan Qingling asked.
"No, I don't want to fall asleep either."
Yuan Qing Ling was startled, "Why?"
Fourth Master took a few steps forward, suddenly stood still, then looked back at Yuan Qingling and asked, "Have you ever dreamed of something very real?"
Yuan Qingling looked at him and said, "Yes."
"The truth I'm talking about...is that the joy, anger, sorrow and joy in your dream will still exist after you wake up. You may not remember the dream, but you will remember the feeling. Have you had it too?"
The long wind blew by, and the Fourth Master's white clothes were flying. He was still the handsome Fourth Master, but Yuan Qingling always felt that something was different.
She said softly: "Yes."
Fourth Master said calmly: "Ever since the birth of my son, I have been dreaming as soon as I fall asleep. Those dreams... are not very pleasant. I don't want to have those dreams, so I don't want to sleep."
She didn't know what to say. The whole matter was not completely clear yet, so naturally she couldn't tell Fourth Master right away. Otherwise, it would be impossible to continue to investigate. He would immediately go to Fengdu City to seek revenge from Yan Zhiyu.
When she returned to the palace, she didn't say anything. She hugged Yu Wenhao and cried.
She herself couldn't explain why she was so sad, as if she was Leng Fengqing. The betrayal, anger, and sadness had been entangled in her heart, and there seemed to be sharp pain in her heart.
Her feelings were so strong. You can imagine that when Fourth Master dreamed about those things, his feelings would be stronger than hers. Over time, it accumulated in his heart and turned into hatred and resentment. Even though there was a wave of blood in his heart, he still felt towards her.
I don't know anything about the whole thing.
This is really the greatest sadness.
Thinking of this, she felt even more sorry for Fourth Master and cried even harder.
When Yu Wenhao saw her coming back, he hugged himself and cried, and he couldn't stop crying. He was so frightened that his heart and soul were separated from his soul, and his hands and feet were cold. But he had never seen her like this. He quickly asked what happened, but Yuan Qing
Ling was so out of breath from crying that he couldn't answer at all. Yu Wenhao was so anxious that he almost burst into tears and shouted for Lu Ya to come over and ask what happened today.
Eunuch Mu Ru reminded her that Lu Ya had not followed her out of the palace today, so Yu Wenhao had no choice but to hug Yuan Qing Ling and comfort her before she stopped crying.