In the afternoon of the next day, a carriage stopped outside the main courtyard gate of the East Palace.

Qi Zhen stood beside the carriage, frowning and looking at the main room through the courtyard door.

After waiting for a while, the maid helped Linglong and walked out of the main room.

The first time he saw Linglong, Qi Zhen's frown tightened even more.

The Linglong in front of me looked really pale.

Linglong was infected with wind and cold a few days ago, and she has been suffering from it for days since then, and has not recovered. In the second half of the night last night, she had nightmares and stayed up all night, so her condition became more serious.

She originally did not want to enter the palace, and she was even more reluctant to get up when she was seriously ill. However, Qi Zhen had already made arrangements and came to take her into the palace in person, so he could not allow her to delay.

The servants serving Linglong in the main room were all maids from the East Palace. Linglong was still asleep, so she was forced to get up by the maid.

The maid was afraid that Qi Zhen would be angry if she waited too long, so after hurriedly washing Linglong, she helped her out of the room.

After this hurried grooming, even the hair was simply tied up with a hairpin.

Due to Qi Zhen's instructions, there were no sharp objects such as gold or silver hairpins in the main room. The exquisite green hair on her head was only tied with a very simple and elegant sapphire hairpin.

Her already pale face was made even more sickly by the elegant color of the hairpin.

The maid helped Linglong out of the main house and walked towards the carriage.

Qi Zhen raised his hand and took Linglong's wrist. As soon as he held Linglong's hand in his palm, he felt as if he had touched a piece of cold jade, which was extremely cold.

He touched the cold jade-like wrist in the palm of his hand, his eyes darkened, and he pursed his lips and called the little eunuch following him: "Ask the imperial doctor to wait in Guanyue Tower. When the girl arrives, he will give her a safe pulse. But Xiaoxiao

It's just the wind and cold, why has it been like this for so long, and my body is still not feeling refreshed."

After Qi Zhen finished speaking, he took Linglong's wrist and got into the carriage.

There was a hot stove burning in the carriage, and the steam was so hot that Linglong was already drowsy, but the warmth in the carriage made her even more sleepy.

She didn't want to talk to Qi Zhen, and she was really sleepy, so as soon as she got on the carriage, she closed her eyes and rested her forehead against the wall of the carriage.

After closing his eyes for just a moment, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

Qi Zhen still held her wrist and saw that she fell asleep in just a short moment. Looking at her peaceful and peaceful sleeping face, a smile appeared on his lips unconsciously.

But as he watched, after a while, he saw Linglong's expression suddenly change in her sleep. The smile on Qi Zhen's lips also faded.

Linglong looked peaceful and peaceful when she first fell asleep, but after a while, her eyebrows tightened, as if she was in extra pain.

Qi Zhen looked at it, and the smile on his lips naturally faded.

I don't know why these days, Linglong always wakes up in the middle of the night, and sometimes she screams when she wakes up. The sound is so miserable and painful that it makes people feel heartbroken when they hear it.

This was the case last night. Linglong screamed in pain and woke up. When she woke up, she raised her eyes and looked at him. The tears in her eyes seemed to be unable to stop falling.

Those eyes seemed to be looking at him, but they didn't seem to fall on him.

Qi Zhen couldn't understand Linglong's eyes, but he looked at her unconsciously and his heart trembled.

Seeing Linglong's eyebrows furrowed in her sleep, with a painful look on her face, Qi Zhen was hesitant to wake her up.

He thought that if it was a nightmare, it should be to wake her up.

Horrible dreams are so troubling that it’s okay not to have them.

But looking at Linglong's frown, Qi Zhen didn't know why, but couldn't open his mouth to call her.

He hesitated, looking at Linglong's sleeping eyebrows, wondering what was in her dream.

It made her suffer so much.

In fact, the nightmares Linglong had during this period were all dreams.

She always dreams about the city gate of Luoyang, even though she has never been to Luoyang.

In the dream, there is always a woman's corpse, which has been trampled over and over again by the barbarian cavalry.

The horse's hoof was stained with blood, and the woman it trampled was beyond recognition. Linglong couldn't see the woman's face clearly in her dream. She could only clearly see her arms constantly protecting her abdomen.

Until the horse's hoof crushed the bones of her forearm.

Every time at this moment in her dream, Linglong would always wake up from her dream.

Today, it’s still that dream.

Just like in her previous dreams, Linglong watched the woman's forearm bones being trampled to pieces by the barbarian horse's hooves, and watched her helplessly let go of the hand that was protecting her abdomen.

Seeing the beautiful corpse, dripping with blood from being trampled by the cavalry.

Linglong was also in the same state as in countless previous dreams, almost suffocating in pain.

This time, as before, Linglong is about to wake up under this bloody scene.

But this time, what was different from every time before was that Linglong moved her gaze away from the red-faced corpse.

When she finally woke up, she raised her eyes and looked at the Luoyang City Gate. On top of the city gate, Qi Zhen, dressed in military uniform and full of blood, was particularly dazzling.

Linglong looked into his eyes through countless bloody corpses.

Qi Zhen on the city wall focused his gaze on the corpse that had been trampled over and over again by the cavalry.

Then, Linglong seemed to hear Qi Zhen, whose eyes were full of blood, calling out from a distance - "Linglong."

When the sound reached her ears, Linglong suddenly woke up.

Suddenly waking up from a dream, Linglong was breathing heavily. When she raised her eyes and saw Qi Zhen right in front of her, she was confused and couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality.

It wasn't until Qi Zhen called her softly that Linglong came back to her senses.

"What's wrong? Have you had a nightmare again? What kind of dream is it that keeps you awake day and night?" Qi Zhen frowned and asked in a deep voice.

Linglong shook her head, her heart was trembling and she couldn't say anything.

This dream was so absurd and bizarre that Linglong herself couldn’t figure out the cause and effect.

She was awakened by this dream again and again, and every time she woke up, she felt sad. And the death of the woman in the dream made her heartbroken in the dream.

But she still couldn't figure out why she kept having such a dream again and again.

Although every dream she had in the past always made her heart tremble with fear, Linglong had never thought of the woman in the dream in the same place as herself in reality.

Until today, in my dream, I vaguely heard Qi Zhen calling "Linglong".

Linglong knew clearly that Qi Zhen in the dream could not see himself without any entity in the dream. When he called Linglong, he was calling the corpse under the horse's hooves.

Thinking of this, Linglong suddenly felt chills all over her body.

She raised her eyes blankly and looked at Qi Zhen, her eyes complex and entangled.

Qi Zhen just asked her what kind of dream it was that kept her awake day and night.

Linglong's fingertips pinched the palm of her hand fiercely, and after a while, she opened her lips and replied: "I always dream of a woman's bones at the foot of Luoyang City, which were trampled over and over again by horse hooves."

Reason tells Linglong that the dream is just a dream.

But such a dream was too tragic, as if it was telling Linglong that one day, she would die under Luoyang City.

But Qi Zhen never saved her...

Linglong didn't even dare to recall the tragic death of the woman in the dream. After she said these words to Qi Zhen with a trembling voice, she felt a pain in her heart like a knife cutting flesh. She could only hold her heart and clothes, closed her eyes and leaned against the carriage.

Calming down on the car wall.

This time I closed my eyes, I also missed Qi Zhen's expression for that moment.

The moment Linglong finished speaking, Qi Zhen's expression suddenly turned pale and bloodless.

The hand he was holding on to Linglong's wrist was trembling faintly. It took a lot of effort to suppress the desire to hold Linglong's wrist tightly and barely maintain the normal strength.

Qi Zhen thought, how could Linglong have that dream?

His eyes were complicated, and his mind immediately recalled the woman who appeared in his dreams again and again.

It is true that Linglong looks so much like her in the dream.

Qi Zhen had never mentioned his dream to anyone, but at this moment, Linglong also dreamed of that woman.

Could it be a coincidence?

Qi Zhen didn’t believe it.

But if it's not a coincidence, what does that mean?

Is it Shen Linglong, the person in the dream?

Qi Zhen already had a guess.

But he didn't dare to admit that Linglong was the one in his dream.

If Linglong is really the person in his dream, Qi Zhen cannot believe that the little girl in front of him will one day die in such a tragic manner under the iron cavalry of a foreign race, and bear the hatred of the country and the family that should not be borne by her.

She died because of him...

Qi Zhen pursed her lips tightly and raised her hands to wrap around Linglong's shoulders.

Suppressing all the trembling fear, panic, and pain in his voice, he spoke to her very gently and slowly, word for word: "It's just a dream, why take it seriously, nothing will happen."

He was talking to Linglong, and he was also talking to himself.
To be continued...