Chapter 114 Nightmare
Pei Ci put the cloak on Sheng Baoling's body, except for Jian Jia, there were no other palace people around.

And Jian Jia looked at this scene, and seemed to be used to it.

Sheng Baoling frowned slightly, but said nothing, and did not take off the cloak on his body. He just raised his head slightly, looked at Pei Ci, saw that he was blowing the cool wind, his face was not good, but he still put the cloak on his body gave myself.

The distance between the two is extremely close, looking down at the face in front of them, those dark eyes, like a bottomless pit, can attract people into it bit by bit.

Pei Ci wanted to say something, but in the end, he just said, "Empress Dowager, take care of yourself."

Instead, Sheng Baoling returned this sentence to Pei Ci, "Pei Qing is the one."

Compared to Pei Ci, she is at least in good health.

Jian Jia at the side has sharp eyes and thin ears, and seeing someone approaching from a distance, she reminded in a deep voice, "Ma'am, someone is coming."

However, Sheng Baoling just stood still, as if he was not panicking at all, and he didn't care how close he was to Pei Ci at this time, and whether his manner was intimate or not.

On the contrary, Pei Ci let go of his hand and moved a little away from Sheng Baoling.

After a while, he still didn't see the person walking this way, instead he took a detour and went to the other side.

Jian Jia breathed a sigh of relief, she knew it was nothing, but her heart was always very disturbed, as if the empress had really done something to Mr. Pei.

Probably, this is the so-called ghost in my heart, so I am nervous about everything.

But in fact, in the eyes of others, even if they saw the same court empress dowager walking together, they would only guess that the two were talking about court affairs, and why would they think of anything else.

Sheng Baoling wasn't surprised at Pei Ci's move to let go of his hand, because it was not unheard of before.

Fearing that other people would come here, and worrying about Sheng Baoling's health, Jian Jia reminded Sheng Baoling in a low voice that it was time to go back.

Sheng Baoling nodded slightly, said goodbye to Pei Ci, and then left.

She seemed calm and reserved, but from her demeanor and the cloak she was wearing, it could be seen that Sheng Baoling's mood was not very calm, so much so that she forgot to return the cloak she was wearing to Pei Ci when she left.

Seeing Sheng Baoling's back going into the distance, Pei Ci stood still, not moving for a long time, and no one could detect the emotional fluctuations hidden under those calm eyes.

He didn't walk away until he could no longer see Sheng Baoling.

But this scene fell into the eyes of the little emperor who had been standing at the corner in the distance.

The servant next to him noticed the gloomy aura on the little emperor in front of him, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

People inside and outside the palace are all officials and the empress dowager has a deep affection for mother and child, perhaps even the empress dowager herself thinks so.

But only he, who was by his side, knew what kind of thoughts the little emperor had for the queen mother. Those paintings, those clothes, all of them were stored in a dark place, and no one else could know it. This is a secret.

But he knows.

Even at this moment, he still saw the killing intent in the eyes of the little emperor, the heart to kill Mr. Pei.

Maybe it was because of the affairs in the court that he was wary of Pei Ci, or maybe it was because he was close to the empress dowager, so he wanted to kill Pei Ci.

Or maybe both.

The little emperor's face was terrifying, and it was even more terrifying under the backdrop of the moonlight.

Back in the hall, Qiuyi stepped forward and took off Sheng Baoling's cloak, just about to put it away, but froze for a moment, when did the empress wear the cloak and go out?

She looked suspiciously at Jian Jia, but Jian Jia calmly helped Sheng Baoling go inside, ready to wait for her to rest.

Qiu Yi frowned, pulled the cloak closer, and sniffed lightly. When she smelled a faint, familiar fragrance, she was quietly relieved. It was the incense in the pavilion that the empress used to use on weekdays.

Otherwise, she would really think wildly.

It was this cloak, she really couldn't remember when the empress had such a style.

Sheng Baoling was supported by Jian Jia to lie down on the bed, and Mrs. Tang was also stuffed under the quilt to cover her head.

"I knew it would be so painful, so I shouldn't have gone out just now." Jian Jia was annoyed, she should have stopped her instead of letting her go outside to blow the night breeze.

Sheng Baoling smiled lightly, "Look at Pei Ci, he's not feeling well, why don't you still enter the palace?"

Jian Jia curled her lips, "Your Majesty is discussing politics with His Majesty, how can you compare?"

Sheng Baoling: "It's all the same."

I don't know when it started, but she just took a look at it, and she felt more at ease in her heart.

Even if Sheng Baoling didn't say anything, Jian Jia could guess that the empress knew that Mr. Pei entered the palace today, and she would walk that way when she left the palace, so she walked there, and the wind blew there for a long time.

But when she thought about it further, she couldn't figure it out.

Sheng Baoling didn't speak anymore, and fell into a drowsy sleep. In a daze, she heard someone calling her, the voice was hurried, as if she was in some danger, and she was very familiar.

She frowned and wanted to open her eyes, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't.

The voice became more and more urgent and louder.

Sheng Baoling's heart froze, and he opened his eyes suddenly, sweating profusely, and it was Jian Jia who caught his eyes.

Jian Jia had a worried look on her face, and gently wiped away the sweat from Sheng Baoling's forehead with a handkerchief in her hand, "Your Majesty, have you had a nightmare again?"

Just now, he was still ordering the people below to bring the boiled soup, but he heard some movement here, so he couldn't feel relieved, so he came in.

Although he sweated a little, as if he had a nightmare, but his face did not look as pale and haggard as before. Presumably the bottle of medicine Mr. Pei gave had taken effect and worked.

Sheng Baoling nodded slightly, took the handkerchief from Jian Jia, wiped it casually, put it aside, got up, walked to the table, and poured a glass of water to drink.

I sweated a lot, and I was just thirsty right now.

Jian Jia would change the water in the kettle every half an hour, lest Sheng Baoling would be thirsty and would have a stomach ache after drinking cold water.

What Jian Jia didn't understand was, the empress had been having this nightmare for more than a little bit, why is it still going on?

It's just that although I was puzzled in my heart, I couldn't ask anymore, and regardless of whether Sheng Baoling remembered it or not, since it was a nightmare, I naturally couldn't mention it anymore.

Sheng Baoling held the teacup in his hand, but he kept thinking about what he just dreamed about.

It seems to be the same as some things that happened today, but there are some subtle differences. For example, in the dream, Pei Ci gave him a cloak.

But in fact, tonight, Pei Ci gave himself a bottle of painkillers.

She frowned, she firmly believed in her dream, but why was it different?
Does this mean anything?

Regarding this point, Sheng Baoling still couldn't think of a reason.

If this is very important, where is the difference between the dream and the reality? Is it on Pei Ci or on himself?
(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like