"Are you two going to eat or stay in a hotel?" the waiter greeted enthusiastically.
"Stay in the hotel!" the emperor replied expressionlessly.
"Okay, you two, please come over here!"
"How many rooms does the guest want?" the shopkeeper asked, looking at the emperor and the two.
"Two rooms!"
Two rooms? When Piaoxu heard the emperor's answer, her heart was full of disappointment. She smiled bitterly in her heart and said: "The relationship is over so quickly."
After Piaoxu and Piaoxu checked in, they both entered their rooms with their own concerns.
The emperor looked in the direction of Piaoxu's room and said to himself: "Is what I said to her today too harsh? Her expression seemed very sad." Then he smiled mockingly to himself,
"How could she be sad about this? Didn't she always want to break off the relationship with me? I am helping her, and she should be happy."
The emperor's heart sank to the bottom. It is not easy to let her go. However, if freedom is so important to her, I can let her go. Maybe she did not belong to me in the first place.
Piaoxu lay quietly on the bed, her thoughts drifting to that afternoon in the 21st century. She was visiting her father's studio, but inexplicably traveled to the Dynasty of Flames, which was the TV series her father was going to start filming that day. Is this just a coincidence or fate?
Piaoxu once asked herself this. But at that time, the emperor was just a stranger living under the same roof to her, and had no influence on her at all. But now, her heart began to feel uncertain.
"Yang He, will he really be the man I am destined to be?" Piaoxu frowned and said to herself.
Even if it is, she has almost destroyed it now. Piaoxu smiled helplessly, "Liu Piaoxu, you brought all this on yourself."
Drowsiness gradually came over, Piaoxu couldn't resist the heavy eyelids, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
In her sleep, she vaguely watched several men in black approaching her step by step. Each of them had ferocious expressions and fierce eyes. They raised the steel knives in their hands and slashed at her. She backed away helplessly.
, but couldn't move a step.
"Don't come here, go away, don't come here, help me. Ah..." Piaoxu woke up from her sleep and found that her whole body was soaked with cold sweat.
The emperor was awakened by Piaoxu's screams. He rushed directly to Piaoxu's room without caring about dressing. He saw her curled up in the corner of the bed with a pale face, holding on to the quilt and shaking uncontrollably.
"Yu Qing! What's wrong? Has anyone come in?" The emperor looked nervous. If someone from Prince Ning comes in, wouldn't Yu Qing be in danger?
"Ugh..." Piaoxu hugged the emperor tightly and cried, "Yang He, I just dreamed that someone wanted to chop me with a knife. Each of them was so vicious..."
It turned out to be a nightmare. The emperor felt relieved and said, "Okay, it's okay, it's just a nightmare." The emperor patted Piaoxu's back and comforted her.
"Yang He, can you stay with me? Even if you want to get rid of me, can you wait until you return to the palace?" Piaoxu's body was still trembling. The dream just now was too real, as real as just now
It just happened.
"Okay, I won't leave, don't be afraid! I'm here to protect you," the emperor held Piaoxu in his arms, looking at her pale face and trembling body, he felt heartbroken: Hey... It seems that I still can't let go.