typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Extra, even if it's just a dream

Lan country, royal palace.

In a warm palace.

The young man on the recliner had his eyes slightly closed, but his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was having a bad dream.



"What have you done in the past few years!"

In the most inconspicuous courtyard of the General's Mansion, Aunt Bai asked expressionlessly the young man in front of her, or rather, the young man dressed like a girl.

She just discovered that he had created so many properties outside in the past few years!

The boy of thirteen or fourteen carelessly trimmed the potted plants under his hands and chuckled, "As a person waiting to die, why can't I have more fun and invite more people to be buried with me?"

"Don't forget your identity, who allows you to do things that easily attract attention!" Aunt Bai only had cold and ruthless blame in her mouth.

"Identity?" The young man tilted his head slightly to look at her, with a strange and sarcastic smile on his lips.

"Speaking of your identity, I admire you very much. Now that the emperor has been replaced, Emperor Jing on the throne is no longer the one who originally sent you to the General's Mansion to monitor General Ling."

"Your master was hacked to pieces by the eldest grandson Wuji, and now there are no bones left. You are still carrying out the order of lurking in the general's mansion. To be honest, being a dead soldier and doing what you have done is quite commendable."

"You don't need to say these weird words to me, I'm just here to tell you, remember your own identity, otherwise..."

"Otherwise? Otherwise, why don't you send me to hell in advance on behalf of your underground master?"

The young man threw his head back and laughed so hard that he almost shed tears.

How ridiculous!

The late emperor was afraid of General Ling and buried a dead soldier chess piece next to him. Just in case, he also made the dead soldier loyal and loyal, and even made the chess piece pregnant with his own child!

But this child is not allowed to be born healthy!

Because, even if it is his own seed, in this case, it cannot be his son!

And the woman in front of me is even more ridiculous.

While she was guarding him tightly, not allowing him to do anything, and waiting for him to die when he ran out of fuel, she seemed to be protecting him from the assassinations of the Prime Minister's wife and others.

He seemed to hope that someone could save him.

She hoped that someone would save her, but she never took the initiative to do anything, let alone allowed him to do anything.

Of course, the most ridiculous thing is himself.

An existence like myself actually came to this world!

How ridiculous this is!

The young man smiled until he started coughing up blood.

Blood stained his pale lips red.

"I've always been curious, what kind of thoughts do people like you have to give up? Duan Nian, Duan Nian, you actually named me Duan Nian, hahahaha..."

The screen changes.

The dream of the young man on the recliner changed from something that once really happened to something that was half-truth, half-dream, and half-illusion.

He dreamed that when he was still a young man, he took his amnesiac sister to Lan Country and hid her there.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, Sister not only did not lose her memory, but she also looked at him with extremely disgusted eyes.

"Ling Duan Nian, don't make me think you are disgusting."

The young man opened his mouth, his grievance and sadness turned into a hazy water color and spread under his eyes.

He just called out softly, "Sister..."

"From now on, I am no longer your sister, and I cannot be your sister! Just say goodbye!"

Seeing her go away.

"Sister!"

My sister never looked back.

"Sister!"

"Sister!"

"Sister..."

Behind her, the frightened young man went from heart-breaking and exhausting to weak and frightened wailing.

Finally, far away, the man stopped.

She looked back at him with an impatient gesture.

The young man's eyes were full of panic, "Sister, don't you like me anymore..."

"I have never liked you. We are a cooperative relationship that supports each other. You don't know this?"

The boy's pale lips trembled, "No! Sister, you are different to me! Sister, you even gave me a gift! Sister, you like me! It's not that I'm useful, it's just because I am me, it's just pure

like me!"

"Sister, you see, I have always kept the first gift you gave me. I keep them all carefully..."

The young man's flattering smile showed a great deal of trust and dependence on the person in front of him.

The woman in the light and shadow glanced at the mottled-faced man in his hand.

He said calmly, "The young prince of Nanjiang has one, my son the eldest grandson Qing has one, and you, my former ninth brother, Ling Duannian, you also have one."

"No, it's not, sister."

He said softly, "They are all children. I am already fifteen years old! I am different! Sister, there is a difference between giving it to me and giving it to them!"

The woman in the light and shadow looked at him with pity.



"...Father? Did the child wake you up?"

The young man on the recliner slowly opened his eyes and saw Ling Qingran's worried look, which was hesitant to speak.

Seeing that he had a strange look on his face, he remained silent for a while.

Ling Qingran cautiously asked again, "Father, what did you dream about?"

Lin Duannian turned his head to look at him, lowered his eyes slightly and smiled, "I had two dreams. I dreamed about the days when I was in the General's Mansion, and I also dreamed about some things that I didn't know were true."

His eyes turned slightly, "Come to me, but have you made arrangements?"

Ling Qingran nodded, "Father asked the child to check, and the child has been confirmed. Aunt Jing and other people have also set off to Lan Country to find Sister Jiu'er. Father, you...really want to go to Lan Country alone to find Sister Jiu'er

Really? How about letting the child accompany you?"

"You stay here."

"Yes, my child knows."

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew in from the window. Being swept by the cold wind, Ling Duan Nian coughed instantly.

After just two calls, the handkerchief turned red.

Ling Qingran's eyes turned red instantly, "Father!" She turned around and said harshly, "These slaves don't even close the windows!"

Ling Duannian tilted his head and smiled indifferently, "It's not just a day or two, it's an old habit. You don't need to get angry at them. Although I don't have any ideals to save the country, I don't want you to become a tyrant."

Ling Qingran nodded respectfully, "I don't dare, kid. I know my mission and I dare not disobey my father's teachings."

Ling Duannian looked at him curiously, "What mission?"

Ling Qingran raised her head and glanced at him, paused for a moment and then whispered, "My child still remembers what happened when I was a child. My child was originally just a little beggar with unknown origins."

"Back then, I had nothing to eat and wandered around. Just because I had a few similarities with Aunt Jing's facial features, I was deceived and used by others. The reason why my child is today is because Aunt Jing was merciful at the beginning, and it's because of you, father, who took me in and taught me."

"I dare not forget Aunt Jing's great kindness, let alone your father's kindness in adopting and raising me. I dare not say that I will develop and grow the Lan Country. At least I must preserve the glory of the Lan Country in the hands of my father."

"Only this kind of Lan country can be useful."

"Father, don't worry. Even if the Lan Kingdom is far away from the Great Scenery, Aunt Jing and others may not need the help of the child one day. But as long as the child is here, the Lan Kingdom will stand silently behind them."

"Heh." Ling Duannian laughed and coughed again.

"Father!"

"Just go down."

Ling Qingran finally had no choice but to respectfully retreat.

After Ling Duannian's breathing calmed down, he slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, his eyes seemed to be filled with gleaming water.

He tilted his head, almost aggrieved.

It's as if that person is right next to you.

"Sister, even if it's just a dream, I still feel pain when I wake up..."

He reached for the box in the drawer next to him.

But the moment I opened the box, I saw that the face-shaped man in the box, full of traces of time, had silently broken into several pieces.

I couldn't hold it back any longer and started coughing violently.

Even if you cherish it, some things still can't be kept.

He coughed until tears welled up in his eyes, almost crying and laughing at the same time.

"It turns out that the dream was just a omen."

Stop thinking, stop thinking, stop thinking...

At first, he could only wait for death in the general's mansion.

Just when he thought he wouldn't last long, he saw his sister returning home.

Sister A is so interesting. Somehow, when A sister asked him if he wanted her to treat him, he... thought about it.

He wants to live.

My sister really cured him.

It not only cured his body, but also gave him hope and motivation to live.

At that time, he also sincerely wanted to be his sister's good brother for the rest of his life.

He wanted to help his sister, but he didn't want to be too far away from her and hold her back.

Therefore, even though he absolutely could not take any medicine, even if his health was good, he could not take medicine, he still began to study medicine on his own.

After all, my sister’s medical skills are so superb...

He also began to practice martial arts.

He doesn't want to be a 'kid' in Sister's eyes forever. He can do whatever he wants, become a strong person who has the same hobbies and abilities as Sister, and stand by Sister's side.

When did his thoughts about Sister A change?

he does not know.

All he knew was that he was so jealous of his eldest grandson Wuji that he was going crazy with jealousy and wanted him to disappear from this world right away.

But seeing that his sister was so concerned about the cold poison on his body, he began to focus on poisonous poison again.

What do you want to do?

Are you studying this just to be able to help your elder sister one day to save your eldest grandson Wuji?

he does not know.

But he did not stop his research.

Playing with poison, especially if you become a monk halfway and pursue shortcuts, will be particularly easy to harm your body, but so what?

His life was saved by my sister.

But that bastard Changsun Wuji didn’t cherish my sister!

Such a scheme against my sister!

How could he bear it!

His love is so stupid!

He wants to take sister away from him. Only he, only he will take good care of sister!

Ling Duannian picked up the pieces of the person inside the box.

He said softly, "Sister, I'm going to Lan Country. I'm going to tell Xiao Jiu'er something about what I found out."

He won't say.

This may be just an excuse.

He just, really wants, really wants.

Goodbye, sister... for a moment. (To be continued)


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next