My Little Mom is the Richest

Xue Lexing followed Feng Xueyang's gaze and saw that Mingyue Jun, who was sleeping soundly, was wrinkled for some reason. His face was pale and he was panting violently, as if he was in pain, so he wiped his nose and asked: " What's wrong with her? Is she suffering from epilepsy?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? She just had a nightmare!" He glared at Xue Lexing angrily, and Feng Xueyang quickly stepped forward and wanted to hug Mingyue Lord in the nightmare.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Xue Lexing grabbed Feng Xueyang, "You and I are still invisible now! We are not afraid that she will be scared when she wakes up!" As he spoke, Mingyue Jun, who had originally closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes. He opened his eyes, turned over and sat up, curled up on the bed and started sobbing softly.

Those eyes just now? What kind of things does a person have to go through to have eyes like that? Empty, sad, desolate, despair...

"Yes! What kind of dream made her so miserable?" There was a strong reluctance in the question.

"Did you make a mistake? You eavesdropped on my thoughts without my consent?" Xue Lexing asked Feng Xueyang angrily.

"..."

Seeing that Feng Xueyang didn't answer him, he secretly sensed his psychology with his heart, but there was no response at all, only deep pain remained. well! Helpless... helpless! Xue Lexing couldn't help but sigh, that's all! I must have owed him something in my previous life. Just when Xue Lexing was feeling deeply emotional about her previous life, Mingyue Jun made another movement on the bed.

"Don't be afraid...it's just a dream...it's not real...it's not real..." Mingyue Jun hugged his body with his hands and murmured to comfort himself. After a while, he finally calmed down. He wiped away the tears on his face very skillfully. He got out of bed and looked at the clothes he had just changed. He found that they were still not dry, so he looked around helplessly.

It was too chaotic before, and I finally followed the scent of the water to get here. When I got ashore, I was so cold that I felt like dying, so I stumbled all the way and unknowingly found a palace dress to change into. Thinking of the human-shaped black mist, I was still frightened. I was always trembling and worried that it would chase me. I didn't have time to carefully examine the surrounding situation, but somehow I fell asleep. Now that I have woken up from my dream, I have finally calmed down, so questions naturally pop up in my head:

First of all, what exactly is the humanoid black mist? Why are you chasing yourself? Was he unlucky enough to hit the muzzle of the gun, or was his target simply him? well! I have no clue at all about this problem, and it’s all pointless to even think about it! Thinking of the next thing, look up at this house. Although it is not gorgeous, it is elegant and chic. All the furnishings seem simple, but upon closer inspection, they are very elegant. I think the owner must be a good person. By the way, this is Ziweilan Garden, so the owner should be His Highness the Third Highness, but judging from the layout of the house, it should be a women's boudoir. The last time I came here I was in a hurry and didn't take a closer look. What kind of people live here? Will it be as clear as water? Thinking that I was standing in the house where she had lived before, wearing the clothes she had worn, I felt indescribably awkward...

Looking back, I saw what seemed to be unfinished words on the wall: "There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches." I vaguely recalled that I had seen Sui Feng Xueyang write this sentence when he was on his mission to Chaoyue. It is said that this sentence These words were the last words left to him by Qing Ruoshui five years ago before she left the palace and before she died. I still remember that Feng Xueyang asked herself a question at that time: . ,,.