In her sleep, Zhixin broke into cold sweat on her forehead and frowned tightly, as if she had dreamed of something that frightened her.
"No...it's not me, Concubine Xiang, no, don't look for me, it's not me..." Zhixin kept talking in her sleep, with a bit of trembling in her words.
In the dream, Concubine Xiang walked toward her step by step with blood streaming from her head. Her expression was helpless, as if she was asking for help. Her bloodshot face was so pale that it was scary.
Queen, save me, save me! My child, he is only a few months old, please, save him...
"Concubine Xiang, I'm sorry, I'm a step late. I'm sorry, no, it's not me, it's not me..." Zhixin became more and more frightened, waving her hands constantly, as if looking for something she could rely on, so frightened
The green boy next to him woke up.
"Miss, wake up, miss." Lu'er gently pushed Zhixin beside her, and frowned when she saw that she was sweating profusely from the nightmare.
"Ahem..." Suddenly, Lu'er felt a discomfort in her throat, as if she was choking on smoke. A strong burning smell came from the door, and she subconsciously turned her head. The door was filled with black smoke.
, the soaring firelight illuminated the dark night in Leng Palace, and Lu'er's eyes widened in fear.
"Miss, miss, wake up quickly, it's on fire, it's on fire." Lu'er's anxious voice woke Zhixin out of her nightmare.
"Lv...Lv'er?"
"Miss, there's a fire, let's get out quickly."
"Is it on fire?" Zhixin turned her gaze to the door. Suddenly, her heart tightened. Thinking of Fu Yongxin's ferocious face, her heart beat fast.
Does this Fu Yongxin want to kill her? Living in the deep palace is actually fighting against the gates of hell. Living on the cusp of such a storm is really tiring. A wry smile flashed in Zhixin's eyes.
"Miss, don't be stunned, let's escape quickly." Lu'er's anxious voice brought Zhixin back from her thoughts.
Climbing out of bed anxiously, Zhixin pulled Lu'er and ran towards the door. When her hand touched the door bolt, she was so burned by the hot iron bolt that she retracted her hand.
"Oops, miss, the door was locked from the outside." Lu'er jumped up and down anxiously, and her words made Zhixin instantly despair, Fu Yongxin, you really want to kill me!
Huh! I won't let you get what you want.
He reached out and pulled Lu'er to the washstand, wetted the towel and handed it to Lu'er who was coughing from the cigarette, "Lu'er, take it, hold on, I'll take you out, Miss."
"But miss, the door is locked now, how can we get out?" Lu'er choked to tears.
"No...ahem..." Zhixin also coughed due to the smoke, "Lu'er, don't...don't be nervous, the lady will definitely take you out."