Qin Nuan had a dream, in which she was a five or six-year-old girl.

She was wearing a floral dress full of small daisies, holding a large head of ice cream, and leaping behind her mother.

The person stabbed by the summer sun couldn't open his eyes, and Qin Nuan couldn't see his mother's face.

So she ran a few steps faster, trying to keep up with her mother.

At this moment, a woman with a luxurious and glamorous dress appeared suddenly, and she looked at herself with hatred.

She kept mentioning the name of a man, and Qin Nuan knew that it was the name of her late father.

My mother panicked when she saw the woman, and tightly guarded her.

Not knowing what happened, the woman suddenly pushed her mother down the stairs, and her mother's head was knocked on the stone steps, and black blood was flowing all over the floor.

Qin Nuan hurriedly rolled down the steps to hug her mother, but when she stretched out her hand, she touched a sticky blood. She waved her hands in fright, but the blood on her hands was getting more and more...

The blood swallowed her mother's face, Qin Nuan covered her heart, the panic, helplessness, and fear of her childhood came to her heart again, and she was about to suffocate in sadness in her dream.

At this time, a warm and powerful embrace encircled her, isolating all the pain in the memory.

Qin Nuan didn't know how long he slept, and his head was groggy when he woke up.

She opened her eyes and found herself in an unfamiliar environment.

The floor made of black marble is as bright as a mirror, reflecting the elegant Nordic relief on the ceiling.

At the head of the bed, a white feather lamp was still gleaming. Dawn passed through the screens, and it was early morning outside the window.

Qin Nuan tore off the medical tape from the back of her hand, raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, feeling warm and cold, and it seemed that her fever had gone down.

Qin Nuan remembered Song Zhan's face in his eyes a second before he passed out. Could it be that this is the home of Emperor Song? Was it the emperor Song who invited the doctor to give her an infusion?

Qin Nuan thought of this, put on slippers, and went downstairs.

As soon as she walked downstairs, Qin Nuan smelled a very fragrant chicken soup, and her belly immediately groaned pitifully.

Qin Nuan walked into the kitchen looking for the scent. Song Zhan was standing in front of the cabinet, his shirt sleeves up, holding a spoon, and gently stirring the porridge in the casserole carefully and religiously.

Song Zhan heard the voice and turned his head, saw Qin Nuan, put down the spoon in his hand, "woke up?"

He obviously didn't have much expression on his face, but Qin Nuan clearly felt that he saw a smile in his eyes.

"Hmm."

Qin Nuan nodded his head vigorously, and said, "Emperor Song, thank you."

Song Zhan said, "I remember that you didn't call me Brother Zhan before? Why did you suddenly become so happy?"

When Qin Nuan heard this, his eyes immediately bent into a line, and his voice was very sweet: "Brother Zhan!"

After Song Zhan heard this, he turned and continued to stir the hot porridge in the casserole, "I asked He Wen to prepare a change of clothes for you. The porridge will be ready immediately."

"Okay, I will go up and change my clothes."

After Qin Nuan said, he stepped on his slippers and ran upstairs again.

In the kitchen, after Qin Nuan's footsteps disappeared, Song Zhan threw down the spoon, supported the cabinet with both hands, and tweeted, "Death."

He didn't feel anything about how others called him Brother Zhan.

But these two words came out of Qin Nuan's soft and sweet mouth, that is, it's really fatal.

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After Qin Nuan ran upstairs, he realized that he was too rude just now, and he didn't push to thank him, so he ran up to change his clothes in a familiar way, really not shy.

Obviously the two have not met a few times.

But Qin Nuan changed his mind and thought again, Song Zhan had known Qin Nuan for many years, so this relationship doesn't need to be too polite.

So Qin Nuan took off his sweat-soaked clothes from the fever, took a bath, and put on clean clothes.

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