Chapter 198 Nightmares

After all, Xie Wei didn't ask and just replied, "I'm not tired."

Jiang Xuening sat down opposite him, bent down and pulled over a few branches on the side, muttering, "I've been sleeping for a while now. I've been watching the fire, and I can't stop looking at the snow for a while. Even if you're not tired, sir, go take a break. In this weather, the harder you rest, the more likely you are to get sick. If you're about to fall, isn't it me who's causing trouble?"

This statement is awkward.

It's a bit embarrassing.

She knew it herself, so after she finished speaking, she only buried her head in adding firewood to the fire and didn't look up.

Xie Wei chuckled inexplicably as he looked at the firewood she had added and reminded him lightly, "No prohibition on burning, throw it away slowly."

Jiang Xuening: "..."

She had a heart attack for a moment, and when she looked up, she saw the faint smile on Xie Wei's lips. The words "Do you still need to remind me?" she swallowed them back and hummed softly, "I know, sleep with you."

Xie Wei looked at her for a while, but after all, he slowly closed his eyes.

He didn't lie down on the haystack.

I just copied my hand and leaned slightly against the rock wall behind me to take a nap.

Xie Wei didn't feel like falling asleep.

But on such a night, it is destined not to be peaceful.

Almost as soon as he closed his eyes, the endless stream of blood from the past swept towards him like a nightmare, as if knocking down a towering cliff, destroying the towering and lush trees, and enveloping him

Even if you put in all your strength, you can't break free.

He fell into an uneasy dream.

In the morning sky, the glazed tiles of the Jiuchong Palace are stacked one by one, towering and magnificent.

The new snow is pure white, reflecting a radiant joy on the faces of the palace attendants.

The young woman stopped to tidy up his sleeves and said to him with a gentle smile, "Good snow signifies a bountiful year. It snows this winter, and the harvest of the crops next year will be even better, making the people even happier."

That face should be beautiful and bright.

No matter how hard he tried, he only remembered some blurry details and pieced together a less realistic outline.

Only the warmth in the palm that pulled him forward, deeply imprinted.

Step by step, step into the palace gate, walk the long path, climb the steps, and then bow down with her.

===Kunning Section 246===

The people in splendid attire drank and chatted happily.

Crown Prince Shen Lang brought in several other accompanying readers and took him to the side hall to play chess.

He played a few games and then became tired.

The young woman came and had the palace attendants take him to the warm pavilion to sleep.

He had a dream.

Dreaming of summer, the newly planted cherry tree in my uncle's mansion bears bright red fruits; I dreamed of myself sitting under the eaves playing the piano, and suddenly all the keys that I couldn't play well suddenly became smooth; I dreamt that the cook in the mansion finally made a delicious plate of peach cake. He laughed and picked it up before running outside

Then he fell and suddenly woke up.

When I opened my eyes, it was already dark outside, and there was no palace attendant in the Warm Pavilion.

Only low cries came in.

He got up from the bed and walked out, seeing several young palace attendants holding each other, constantly shedding tears and choking up. The young woman sat very close to the woman wearing a phoenix crown and gorgeous palace attire, with a worried expression on her face. However, when she saw him, she still smiled and waved for him to come over.

He asked, what happened?

She said, nothing, it will be okay.

Young children, although they don't know enough, can still vaguely smell the fear floating in the air.

But no one dares to say.

At midnight, a general he had seen before guarding the palace gate rushed in, wearing a bloody armor. He knelt down to the Empress and cried, "The capital is about to be destroyed. Please open a secret passage and enter the underground palace to protect Your Highness!"

So they were blindfolded.

In the darkness, only the woman tightly grasped his hand.

By the time the blindfolded silk fabric was untied, they had reached a dark room underground, where they could faintly hear the sound of heavy footsteps above their heads and the sound of swords intersecting, which lasted almost two whole days and nights.

He can hear it before falling asleep.

When I wake up and open my eyes, I can still hear.

It wasn't until the third day that the voice gradually decreased and became inaudible.

The people hiding in the dark room have become much haggard, almost crying with joy.

The queen sternly rebuked them, telling them not to cry.

The young woman hugged him in her arms and said that her uncle and father were both generals, leading 100000 soldiers. They would soon receive news and come back to pick them up from here.

He listened, but there was always a confusion in his heart: what if they couldn't make it back?

Looking at the gloomy expression on the Empress's aunt's face, she didn't say anything.

Time passes by in waiting.

By the end, it was impossible to distinguish the time, day and night. I just listened to them with my eyes open, or closed my eyes and had nightmares of entanglement.

But on that day, he rarely fell asleep.

I vaguely heard someone going out to investigate.

Not long after returning, there was a sharp sound as something broke, followed by a crying argument, one of which was very familiar.

He walked out quietly without putting on his shoes.

The pearl curtain obscured his figure.

Getting closer makes listening more authentic.

"Empress, the Heavenly Sect and the Prince of Pingnan are coming fiercely, originally driven by the ambition of a wolf. If the Crown Prince's whereabouts are not found, the three hundred children may still be saved, perhaps they can hold on until the reinforcements come to rescue them! If according to what you say, no matter who goes, the three hundred children are likely to be more or less unlucky! Yes, they will kill each other to prevent future troubles; if it is false, they may not be ashamed and angry. How can Li Daitao be so stubborn?"

"The rebels have already issued an ultimatum to the entire capital! If no one appears again, will it not provoke a popular uprising? Even if the rebels are expelled and the rebellion is quelled, how can they know that it will not cause political turmoil and criticism from the public?"

"Madam Ke, he hasn't even passed his seventh birthday yet..."

"How old is the Crown Prince? How dare you let my son die?"

"So why should it be my child?!"

"Just because my son is a ruler, he is a minister! I die for you - there is a difference in rank and status!"

Shen Lang is a ruler, he is a minister.

According to hierarchy, there is no distinction between high and low!

My lord, let me die for you.

He stood quietly behind the pearl curtain and saw the young woman crying dry tears, sitting on the ground with a blood stained and dejected demeanor, covering her face.

The cold and stern woman said, "Go and invite the young prince."

The eunuch next to him bowed and walked over to lift the pearl curtain. When he saw him standing behind the curtain, he let out a frightened scream and fell to the ground, trembling like a ghost and shouting, "Crown Prince, why, why are you here?"

Empress Xiao, wearing a phoenix crown on her head, stiffened for a moment. Her fierce expression on her face had not yet subsided, but when she turned to see him, she quickly changed to her usual intimacy and gentleness. She even smiled at him and said, "Why, can't you sleep? Coincidentally, my aunt has something to discuss with you."

He stood there without walking past.

Empress Xiao walked over and squatted in front of him, saying, "The sage and scholar should be loyal to the emperor. Now there are bad people outside who want to capture the Crown Prince, and you are his attendant. Would you like to pretend to be the Crown Prince and go out?"

He lifted his head and looked into the corner.

Shen Lang, who was of the same age, sat there huddled and dodged his gaze, but in an instant, he glared back at him fiercely. He suddenly stood up and scolded, "You want me to die, do you dare not go?"

Empress Xiao was angry and scolded him, "Shut up!"

When he turned around to look at him, he smiled kindly and said, "I know that the Crown Prince has been wise since childhood and is the most sensible. He should also know how to make a choice."

The crying woman finally broke down and rushed over, wailing, "No, don't go!"

Empress Xiao waved her hand.

The eunuchs standing in the darkness came up and held her down, blocking her in the distance. He felt as if these people were growing in that darkness, and when they walked out, they seemed to be bloody and stripped out of the darkness, yet they silently walked like walking corpses.

Empress Xiao's fingers, wearing enamel armor, lightly rested on his shoulder and turned to point at the woman. She smiled and said, "Look, your mother has been hiding here these days and is going crazy. She hurts you, and you also protect her, right?"

The guard held a sword in his hand.

I don't know when it has already come out of its sheath, shimmering with a pale cold light in the darkness.

They restrained the weak woman.

Make her unable to speak or move, only mournful sobs.

Her tearful eyes seemed to plead.

He blinked and slowly withdrew his gaze, seeming to have an extraordinary calmness. He replied, "I am willing to represent Your Highness; I am willing to represent you."

The woman closest to him smiled with satisfaction.

The woman farthest from him covered her face and cried.

He walked over.

Someone is blocking.

Empress Xiao looked at him for a while, waved her hand, and the people retreated.

He approached the beautiful woman, hugged her, and whispered, "Mother, you're not afraid."

She cried even harder, holding onto him and refusing to let go.

Until someone forcefully breaks it apart.

He saw them pull her down and, standing aside, heard Empress Xiao say behind him, "Auntie will keep an eye on her."

A eunuch stripped off Shen Lang's clothes and helped him change them.

From shoes and socks to jade pendants.

Before being blindfolded again, he knelt down and kowtowed three heads to the woman in peace. She struggled frantically, but could not escape no matter what.

At this moment, darkness seemed to have become an bottomless abyss.

He walked and groped in it.

After hearing the sound of a mechanism and the opening of a secret passage, a chill hit the face.

Take off the blindfolded silk cloth and walk out from the Danchi in the Qianqing Palace, following the steps one by one. The corpses of the palace attendants lay horizontally on the ground, in the crevices and low-lying areas, the frozen blood resembling crimson amber.

The sky is still snowing.

He didn't know if it had been snowing continuously since the day he entered the palace, without stopping, or if it had stopped in the middle and then snowed again. I just feel very cold, it makes my fingers ache.

Dreams fall while walking.

The black night and white snow all turned into fierce ghosts, shouting at him at the top of their lungs.

Suddenly, countless unfamiliar faces overlapped in front of me.

Gloomy, ferocious, and chilly.

Someone asked, are you Shen Lang?

He said, I am.

Then I heard the long sword unsheathed, the snow sword clanging, and a bone chilling sneer: "Kill!"

Kill——

Suddenly blocked by the approaching wind and snow, he struggled to walk along a river.

The sound of cats coming from the snow mist.

He rushed in and shouted loudly, "Where are you?"

No one responded.

He was tripped by a stone at his feet and fell to the ground. When he got up, he found himself covered in crimson all over his hands - it turned out that his feet were not a river, but an endless stream of blood; It turns out that the stumbling block is not a stone, but a small arm.

At that moment, fear gripped him.

He took a step back.

At this moment, the strong wind swept in, clearing all the obstacles that blocked the view and revealing the small mountain made up of countless children's corpses. Broken limbs, pressing against the cold and hard body; A cut throat, a smashed head

A few cats crouched on top, burying their heads in something to eat.

They were covered in dirt, as thin as skin and bones, seeming to have no flesh at all. They appeared to have a strange angular head, and when they turned their heads to look at him, their rib bones protruded under the thin dry fur.

===Kunning Section 247===

A pair of hungry eyes, shining in the darkness.

Even the sound emitted a deep, eerie and terrifying tone, making people almost nauseous!

"Meow!"

A scream full of sharp hostility.

The black shadow rushed towards him like lightning!

"Mother..."

Xie Wei woke up in a moment, his fingertips trembling. When he opened his eyes, the flames of the fire were still burning, but he could hardly feel any warmth, and even couldn't move due to the surging nausea.

However, when he turned his head, he saw the entrance of the mountain——

A pair of eyes shining in the darkness!

That was more than ten wild cats in the mountains, who gathered at the entrance of the cave at some point, revealing their figures among the branches and leaves piled up at the entrance, staring at them with fierce eyes!

Almost at the same time, the wildcat at the forefront bared its teeth viciously.

A sharp scream emanated from its mouth, instantly transforming into a black shadow and rushing towards the cave!

Jiang Xuening added firewood for a short while, but in the latter half of the night, when it was about to dawn, she still felt drowsy, nodding her head and taking a nap.

Xie Wei vaguely said something in his dream, which suddenly woke her up.

I happened to see the group of bobcats with arched backs and furry fur gathering at the entrance of the cave, and their hair suddenly became chilly. A cold breath rushed up from the soles of their feet along their spine to the back of their heads!

Xie Wei wiped the short knife clean on the nearby rock.

In the blink of an eye, there was no time to think much. Jiang Xuening picked up the knife and, as the mountain cat rushed towards him, stood in front of Xie Wei and swung the knife towards the cat.

There is no trace of the technique.

Shih la!

In the snowy night, there seemed to be a cracking sound, but the sharp blade cut through the cat's eyes and opened half of its belly. Dirty blood immediately splashed onto her body, and the cat fell to the ground in a mess, screaming in agony!

Jiang Xuening was just a subconscious move and never expected to see blood, let alone such a bloody and terrifying scene. Her scalp exploded and she almost wanted to bury her head and vomit.

At that moment, she wanted to throw away the knife in her hand.

I almost have to step back.

However, there are scenes of the past emerging in the dark. A voice told her that she couldn't retreat. So the force drove her to grip the knife with renewed force. Forcing himself not to look down, he resisted the urge to vomit and quickly kicked the dead bobcat on the ground, which had lost its sound.

The mountain cat outside the cave suddenly let out another mournful scream!

Xie Wei was extremely cold, with a pale face. He could neither see her expression nor read her thoughts, but could only see the figure behind her, panting and heaving with extreme fear.

The trembling fingers clenched tightly on the knife.

Jiang Xuening acted like a fool, braving and blocking him behind. In an almost imperceptible low voice, she said to him, "Sir, I'm here."