Qiye walked quickly to the main hall of Jingxin Pavilion. It was also dark inside. There was no moonlight at night. Qiye could only rely on the dim light of the lantern in his hand. When he saw Lan Xin and the others, they seemed to have gone to rest.
Suddenly, a scream, with some slight crying, came out faintly, Qiye frowned, a very familiar voice came from next door.
A trace of panic appeared on Qiye's face, and he ran to the next door as if he was flying. In the dim light, he saw Qian Shang curled up on the bed.
The woman squatted on the bed, hugging her body tightly, with a pale yellow color on her face, and her figure was extremely thin, as if it would shatter and disappear if touched, then she frowned and stepped forward: "Qianshang, what's wrong?
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Qian Shang was minding her own business, crying with some concentration, and in the end, she started beating herself with some resentment!
Qiye was scared!
He has never seen such Qian Shang!
The lantern quickly slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, extinguished instantly.
Qiye captured Qian Chang's body accurately, hugged her tightly, and shouted distressedly: "Qian Chang, Qian Chang, I'm here, are you having a nightmare?"
However, the woman screamed even more sharply, with a hint of collapse.
Dodging Qiye, he suddenly hit him with strength several times stronger than usual, hammering Qiye, and in the end, he said sharply: "Let me go, let me go!"
"Qian Shang, Qian Shang, you are having a nightmare, it's me, it's me!" Qiye's eyes were a little sore, and she wanted to stop Qian Shang, but she resisted with all her life, with the destruction of both stones and stones.
In the end, Qiye could only leave her gently, fearing that Qianshang's impulse would hurt him.
Qian Shang might be a little tired from all the fuss, so she curled up into a ball, her long hair was a little messy due to her rush just now, and she spread out on the bed.
