Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

This frightened Sha Yan, and hurriedly came to a wise man to protect himself and frantically distanced himself from the relationship.

And in order to keep his trust in front of his father, he gritted his teeth and quietly revealed the whereabouts of Xiu Jin and others...

So far, the turmoil between the barbarians and the Xiuyue Kingdom has intensified.

Later, the relationship between the two countries was deadlocked, and even the news that war would start soon came to the frontier camp of Luoyun Kingdom, which had been sitting on the mountain and watching tigers fight.

In order to prevent the struggle between the two countries from spreading, Yan Heng, who had already planned to leave for the DPRK, simply stayed in case of emergency.

A small national division who has nothing to do has also become a small tail, running up and down with a certain general every day, watching him practice soldiers during the day, and pestering him at night to learn military books...

until one night.

Xiang Xing had a terrible nightmare.

In the dream, Yan Heng guarded the border gate alone.

The armor is broken, the ink hair is messy, and the body is covered with mottled blood.

Under his feet lay the bodies of Luo Yunguo soldiers, and the familiar faces suddenly freeze, shocking.

In front of him, there are countless enemy troops standing.

In the dream, she stood on the city wall and wanted to shout, but she couldn't make a sound.

I can only watch him helplessly, being pierced by thousands of arrows...

"……Do not!"

The little guy shouted and sat up abruptly from the bed.

She was breathing heavily, her clothes and hair on the temples were already soaked with sweat, and it was cold.

His shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and his soft eyes swayed in terror.

this dream.

It's too real...

"Duck duck..."

Xiang Xing shook his small hands and grabbed the crested cane from the pillow indiscriminately.

I'm going to shake a duck that is still meeting with Zhou, and stabilize its situation.

However, her low voice just now awakened Yan Heng who was on the newly arranged temporary bed at the other end of the tent.

"……What happened?"

A rustling footstep, with a deep worry, came from far to near.

Soon, a man who only casually put on a coat came hurriedly holding a lamp and squatted in front of her bed.

"Brother Yan Heng..."

Looking at the handsome face full of concern, Xiang Xing's nose was sour, his mouth was shriveled, and he subconsciously stretched out his arms towards him.

Yan Heng was startled, but quickly put down the lamp and embraced his little guy in his arms.

Noticing the sweaty back, he jumped in shock and couldn't help but whisper, "What's wrong? Feeling uncomfortable? ... Or, have a nightmare?"

"I……"

Xiang Xing's little nose twitched.

But he opened his mouth, but swallowed the words back in his stomach.

can not say.

The old man said that if you dream of a dead person, you cannot tell him directly.

Otherwise... the dream will come true.

Thinking about it, the little guy couldn't help pursing his pink lips tightly, and only tried his best to bury his little head in the man's arms.

Say nothing.

Her actions made Yan Heng even more worried.

"Xing'er, tell Brother Yan Heng, what's wrong with you?"

He could only softly coax her as softly as possible, after thinking for a while, he loosened her up a little, and put his big hand on her forehead lightly.

Cold and cold.

The body even kept shaking.

The man's eyes narrowed suddenly.

Let go of her, get up and go out, "I have to ask the doctor to come and show you."

"do not!"

Seeing this scene, Xiang Xing panicked and quickly hugged his arm desperately, his little head shaking wildly.