But why is it so real?

He said he would finish the work.

How long has it been this time, and what is he busy with?

Why is even the dream so short? She didn't have time to tell him that she missed him more!

Before I could see his face clearly!

Before she could even tell him that there was already a child in her belly that he had been waiting for for a long time, belonging to the two of them!

"Second sister-in-law, I dreamed of Ashu. He said he was busy with something and would come back after he was done. Do you think he would come back?"

Zhao Jiner held Zhang Fangfang's hand tightly and looked at her with a desperate look, like a pitiful injured little beast.

Zhang Fangfang suddenly remembered when she was a child, and her mother told her that only the dead would fall asleep.

I couldn't help but tremble.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Zhao Jin'er bit her lips tightly.

Zhang Fangfang hurriedly said, "Yes, I will definitely come back. This dream is God guiding you! God is afraid that you will be too sad every day and will ruin your body and children, so he told you in advance that Ashu will definitely do it well, and you must give birth to the child healthy and wait for him to come back."

Zhao Jiner's wet/moist eyelashes gently stoked, and the first smile appeared on the corner of her mouth in so many days.

......

Quanzhou.

Anlehou Mansion.

Qingwu got off Qin Muxiu's bed, and she only had a thin short dress on her body.

She looked shy and tiptoed to put on her own clothes, and respectfully brought Qin Muxiu's clothes.

"Young master, change your clothes."

Qin Muxiu fell from the bed with a expressionless face, spread his arms, and allowed the blue mist to serve him.

After dressing, Qin Muxiu did not let Qingwu follow him and walked alone in the Marquis's mansion.

Before I knew it, I came to a Buddhist temple in the mansion.

The sandalwood in front of the Buddhist temple sways, like the sound of wooden fish that are full of freshness and slowness, clusters of moss appear from the cracks of the mottled blue bricks and rocks. This place is like a simple and simple Buddhist realm that has disappeared.

Qin Muxiu's chaotic mood suddenly became ethereal, and his chaotic thoughts were briefly cleared.

He walked into the Buddhist temple and saw an old monk sitting cross-legged in front of the solemn treasure, closing his eyes and knocking on the wooden fish, muttering words. The sound of Buddha came from him, and it made people feel calm, as if they were outside the three realms.

The sound of wooden fish ended abruptly.

The old monk's voice and the beads in his hand also stopped at the same time.

Qin Muxiu folded his hands together and lowered his head to apologize, "I'm disturbing Master, please forgive me."

The old monk opened his eyes, but his eyes were filled with a pair of grayish white beads.

Qin Muxiu was stunned, but unexpectedly he was a blind monk.

"The donor's karma is too heavy. If he can come to the Buddhist temple to recite the "Sutra of the Original Vow of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva" at all times, it will definitely be beneficial for himself to cultivate one's own self-cultivation."

"The karma is too heavy?"

Qin Muxiu frowned slightly. During this period, he always dreamed of some cruel and bloody scenes.

On the battlefield where the bones are covered with mountains, he holds a long halberd and gallops on his horse.

It seemed that those people died because of him.
Chapter completed!