Feng Liangzheng wanted to stay, but Xue Suyuan couldn't refuse. There was only one bedroom in the other yard, and there were small bedrooms with secret guards next to them. Feng Liangzheng would definitely not go to bed.

Xue Suyuan thought to herself that if you don’t get married, Young Master Feng, who would never touch her hair, wouldn’t sleep with him. Sure enough, Feng Liangzheng took a quilt and went to the warm couch. He slept on the warm couch by the window.

Xue Suyuan thought to herself, just be serious!

This man is so eager, pretend!

There was a person in the bedroom, and no one was sleeping well. Feng Liangzheng was practicing, but Xue Suyuan was lying on the corpse. She was never a person who was waiting to die.

In these three days, she will definitely have only two endings.

Sleeping, or losing memory.

Feng Liangzheng was so smart that she should have guessed that her target was him. The other courtyard she came to was trapped in this. Who else could she plot against besides him? Since he guessed that when he had no time to clone her, she would not let her wake up.

Feng Liangzheng...

Feng Liangzheng was practicing, not sleepy at all, and his spiritual power washed away his sleepiness. But late at night, he heard the sound of Yuan'er's nightmare. She seemed to have not had a good sleep and had a nightmare. Feng Liangzheng walked over. Yuan'er's face turned pale, sweat kept infiltrating, and he grabbed the quilt in panic, looking pitiful and miserable, and repeatedly shouted, "Brother, don't kill him, brother, don't kill him..."

Yuan'er has...a similar nightmare.

That was a long time ago, and he also heard this sentence.

She is constantly having a nightmare?

It is impossible for people to have a nightmare again, unless it is something that has happened, and it keeps wandering in the middle of the night, and it is hard to forget when dreaming at midnight.

"Yuan'er..." He patted her face gently, "Yuan'er, wake up."

Yuan'er was confused but shouted at the master, "Master, Master... Yuan'er misses you so much, where have you been? Master..."

She talked nonsense and said a cup of tea. Sometimes she called her brother not to kill him, sometimes she called her master. The memory was chaotic and the dream was chaotic. Feng Liangzheng was afraid that she would continue to be intoxicated in the nightmare, so she ruthlessly pinched her palm, "Master!"

Yuan'er suddenly woke up, breathing rapidly and her heartbeat was extremely fast. For a while, she looked at Feng Liangzheng in confusion. When she recognized the person in front of her, she ruthlessly threw him away again.

"What did you dream about?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

Cold and ruthless dialogue.

When Feng Liangzheng left the door, Xue Suyuan wiped sweat as if nothing had happened, with a sneer on the corner of her lips. She never sat down and waited for death, so she had to take the initiative.

Compared to strategy and patience, who have she ever been afraid of?

The report written by the secret guards also clearly records that Yuan'er is prone to nightmares and always has nightmares at night. After all, they are secret guards and they are all guards outside the door. I don't know what the princess dreamed of.

Feng Liangzheng thought to herself, did she spend such nightmare every day?

Has she ever slept peacefully?

Why did Yuan'er dream about him?

Calling the master?

Why do you call the master? Isn’t her soul-leaving disease better?

Will she remember what happened to him for the past eleven years?

"Young Master..." The secret guard appeared beside him, "Is the princess having a nightmare again?"

“Is this so every night?”

The secret guard nodded, "One day she woke up from a nightmare and cried to look for her master. We were confused, just like when she first came to the other yard, but not long after, she returned to normal. At that time, the young master was busy with the end of the Phoenix City Sword Contest, and we didn't say it in detail, so we didn't mention that the princess's soul-leaving disease was sometimes good and sometimes bad."

Feng Liangzheng seemed to hold back her laughter, "I understand."

"Young Master, why are you laughing at?"

Feng Liangzheng had a cold face, "Did I laugh?"
Chapter completed!