The fires in the city were raging, and the sound of fighting resounded throughout the sky.

When bandits enter the city, they begin to burn, kill, loot unscrupulously. At this time, a person's dark side often cannot withstand the test and is completely exposed.

Zhang Dingan, who has always been gentle and elegant, gave people a feeling of relying on, was like a different person at this time. Not only did he not protect himself as he said, but instead pushed himself to the bandit for his own life.

However, the strange-looking grandson Mei was able to give up her life for herself, who had only met a few times, which really shocked Miss Ruowu, who had been born in a greenhouse.

"ah……"

He suddenly opened his eyes, and Ruowu's body was covered with cold sweat.

"It's a dream, it's a dream! Things haven't happened yet!"

"Welcome to the spring, help me change my clothes!"

A hoarse voice sounded, Ruowu quickly wiped her body under the strange gaze of her close-fitting maid Yingchun and changed into a more close-fitting clothing.

This piece of clothing is the only clothing she can run around without being tripped.

"You go and invite Sun Zimei and Mr. Sun for me."

"Young Master Sun?"

Yingchun was stunned. After the past, didn’t the young lady meet Mr. Zhang?

"That's right, Mr. Sun should use breakfast at the Zhou family bun shop outside now. You can invite him. By the way, you don't need to tell Mr. Zhang about this. Hurry up, I'll wait for you here!"

Ruowu narrowed her eyes, and only thought of Zhang Ding'an in her heart, which made her feel deeply disgusted.

"Hmm? Yes, Miss."

Yingchun blinked in surprise, but she didn't dare to ask too much. She honestly left the room, paused in front of Zhang Ding'an's door, shook her head, and continued to walk downstairs.

In her opinion, perhaps it was because Mr. Zhang's performance was not good yesterday, which caused the lady's displeasure, so she wanted to use her grandson Mei to attack Zhang Ding'an.

But compared to the strange grandson Mei, Yingchun still feels that Zhang Ding'an is more compatible with his own lady.

‘Why did the lady’s body tremble all the time just now? Is she afraid of something? But how did the lady know where Mr. Sun would use breakfast now?’

Regarding this doubt, not only Yingchun, but also Sun Tzu Mei.

This bun shop is located two streets across the moon building. He just sat down on a whim and had just eaten a few bites, but he could be intercepted by someone.

"Can your lady be able to calculate? She can actually calculate in advance that I want to come to this bun shop for dinner?"

Sun Zimei grabbed a bun with one hand and stuffed it into her mouth while opening her mouth with a smile.

“It’s delicious, it’s really delicious.”

"Young Master Sun was joking."

Yingchun covered her mouth and smiled, but she felt a little disgusted with the other person.

Although Sun Zimei was born in a wealthy family, her behavior at this time was not as elegant as a family. Even the few good poems he could recite could not erase the incompatible meaning of his body.

"Miss, Mr. Sun is here."

After going upstairs and opening the door, Yingchun and Sun Zimei were stunned by the scene in front of them.

"Uh..., Miss Ruowu, what are you doing?"

Sun Zimei opened her mouth and looked weird.

Ruowu in front of her was wearing a cloth bag on her wrist, and her pretty face seemed to have rolled a few times in the mud, full of impotence, completely covering her appearance, and there was a long sword on her back.

Which was the acting?

"Come in!"

Ruowu took a step forward, pulled the two men with surprise into the house, and hurriedly closed the door.

"There are now a group of bandits infiltrated into the city, and there are still ambushes outside. It won't take long to break through the county town. We have to think about how to escape!"

"Miss, what are you talking about in your sleep?"

Yingchun stomped her feet in a hurry. Although it was rumored that there were chaos in many places in the world, she had never heard of any bandits who could break through the city.

Moreover, even if there is, it cannot be the hinterland of Yingxian County!

Even if you take another ten thousand steps, there are really bandits, which is still the government’s business. Do you dress like this and want to escape from the control of the Liyuan?

"It's true!"

Ruowu had a serious face, and there was uncontrollable panic and fear in her eyes, and her body was trembling slightly.

"When they enter the city later, they will set fires and kill people. Everyone will die, they will die!"

Everything in her dream yesterday was the same as the truth for her. That deep despair was definitely not something that a weak woman could easily cross the past in her heart.

"Miss Ruowu, don't be excited, don't be excited!"

Seeing that the other person's body was trembling, the blue veins on the back of his hand were bulging, Sun Zimei hurriedly stepped forward and reached out and gently pressed Ruowu's hands that were about to dance wildly.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, take a deep breath, yes! That's it, do it again! Okay, relax now, relax. Look at me, look at me..."

Sun Zimei tried her best to make her voice soothing, staring at each other with her eyes, and constantly recalling the knowledge she had learned in college psychology classes.

"Did you see something? Have you been around you recently? Don't worry, with me here, there will be no trouble, there will be no trouble!"

In his opinion, Ruo Wu's current situation was caused by sudden shock in his mind. As long as she relaxed her spirit, she could naturally slowly find a solution.

Looking at Sun Zimei's steady expression, Shu's ears were filled with a soothing tone. Ruowu couldn't help but think of the figure in her dream that had not changed color at all in the face of death last night. Her heart, which was beating rapidly, began to calm down with the other party's tone.

"Since ancient times, no one has died, so I have to leave my loyalty to shine in history... Although it was not very consistent at that time, Zimei was really a talented person!"

The grandson Mei, who was supposed to comfort the other party, trembled, but her eyes were filled with surprise and ecstasy. The trembling body was even worse than Ruo Wu just now.

"Where are you from?"

"where?"

Ruowu was stunned by Sun Zimei's reaction, and she reacted and quickly turned her head and said to Yingchun: "Yingchun, you go out first."

"Uh...yes!"

Yingchun looked at the two of them with strange eyes, and lowered her eyebrows and walked out into the house with a pleasing look.

'Should I tell Mr. Sun? Today's lady is so weird? She won't fall in love with that grandson, right?'

Inside the house.

Ruowu held Sun Zimei with her hands back and looked at the other person with nervousness.

"Sun... Master Sun, you must believe what I want to say later. I'm not crazy."

"I believe, I believe! I believe whatever you say!"

Sun Zimei smiled and nodded repeatedly.

"Well……"

Ruo Wu was stunned. Is this a wrong reaction?

But she calmed down, glanced around the room again, lowered the two of them, put them to Sun Zimei's ear, and spoke in a low voice.

"I can dream!"

"Did you dream of the earth? There are tall buildings, planes, cars, mobile phones and computers there?"

Sun Zimei stared at the other person with bright eyes, waiting for the other person to nod.

"Uh..., I really don't understand what Mr. Sun said?"

Ruo Wu, who was worried that she would be crazy about her behavior, looked at Sun Zimei's eyes strange, and rumors about Sun Zimei's stupidity surged into her heart again.

‘No, right? Otherwise, I would still call Zhang Ding’an?’

"How come you don't understand? You don't understand. How do you know who has never died in life since ancient times?"

Sun Zimei is still indomitable.

"Who else here knows this poem except those of us?"

"That's exactly what I'm going to say!"

Two men and women with excited bodies trembling back and forth squatted at the corner of the table, holding each other's hands and whispering.

"I have been dreaming these days, and everything in the dream is something that will happen the next day. This poem is what you wrote later in my dreams today."

Ruowu stared at Sun Zimei in a steady state.

"I was afraid that you wouldn't believe what I said, so I said it in advance."

"Dream? Dreaming about the next day?"

The grandson frowned, and a kind of regret arose from the bottom of his heart, and the joy in his eyes turned into regret.

‘Hey, I thought I had seen another person who had traveled through time.’

"Wait a minute, what have you dreamed of? How could I write this poem? Uh..., I won't die, right?"

"Do you believe what I said?"

"Of course I believe it!"
To be continued...