Could it be that... Shen Yan also has memories of his past life?!

But within a moment, Mu Yunqing had new doubts.

Even though Shen Yan came here with the memories of his past life, why did he want to help her? Could it be that after she was imprisoned by Rong Jin in her previous life, Shen Yan was also plotted by the Hou Mansion? He is helping her now just because he thinks that the enemy of his enemy is friend?

Considering Shen Yan's status as a concubine, Mu Yunqing felt that this was not impossible.

If she can join forces with Shen Yan, it will be easier, but she has learned from the past life. She will never trust others now, so she will wait and see.

When he saw Mu Yunqing staring blankly in the direction Shen Yan left, alarm bells rang in his heart. He rushed to stand in front of Mu Yunqing, blocking her sight.

Yiliang looked horrified: "Miss, please be obedient and don't have any unwanted thoughts!"

Mu Yunqing tilted his head slightly, his eyes showing confusion: "How do you say this?"

"You are staring at the figure of the Fourth Young Master with such intense eyes. It would be terrible if the master knew about it. He..."

"He's going to dig out my eyes too?"

"Of course not!" One or two heads shook like rattles: "But he can dismember the Fourth Young Master so that you won't be able to see it again in the future."

"..." This is something Rong Jin can do.

I don't know whether it was because of Yiliang's words or because of Rong Jin's eyes during the day, Mu Yunqing had another dream at night.

This time the dream was different from the past. It was not a fear, it was just depressing.

She seemed to be lying on a piece of ice, so cold that she could not move her fingers.

It wasn't until there was a "ticking" sound in her ears that she felt her whole body gradually getting warmer. She slowly opened her eyes and saw a vast whiteness, and there was a faint smell of blood in her breath.

In the haze, there seemed to be a person standing next to her. She tried hard to look but still couldn't tell who he was.

The face was blurry, but the clothes stained with blood were extremely clear. On the brocade robe, red lotuses were blooming all over the place. It was so beautiful, but also shocking.

Mu Yunqing's heart seemed to have been pierced by several sharp arrows in an instant, and the pain was unbearable.

Ruyuewandai frowned tightly, and she could not hide the pain.

The man shed blood all over his body, and she shed tears all over her face...

Mu Yunqing suddenly opened her eyes and woke up, and saw Aunt Zhou and Yiliang gathered around the couch, looking at her with worried expressions: "Miss, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"...It was just a dream."

Mu Yunqing still hadn't recovered enough. She subconsciously raised her hand to cover her heart. She didn't understand why her heart felt such clear pain even though she was in a dream.

The jade hand went up, and it was moist when touched, and the hair on the temples was wet with tears.

Aunt Zhou looked distressed: "What did you dream about, young lady? Why are you crying so sadly?"

Mu Yunqing shook his head gently.

After waking up, she recalled the scene in the dream, but she couldn't remember it clearly. She only vaguely remembered that it was cold and there was a lot of blood. She felt inexplicably sad when she looked at it, and tears fell uncontrollably.

Even when I wake up from the dream, the bitterness in my heart is still there, a dull pain that is hard to ignore.

In fact, Mu Yunqing was not the only one who had trouble sleeping at night, Rong Jin was also the same.

Prince Kang's Mansion.

The moon was high in the sky, and Rong Jin just came out of the study and returned to his yard.

Nan Xing followed him silently, seeing that the moon in the sky was not yet full, thinking that in a few days it would be the full moon, he sighed in his heart, alas... he finally survived the punishment of Xuanying Pavilion. Come down, if you die in the hands of your master in a few days, it will be a big loss. Why don't you deliberately make a mistake and take advantage of being punished to hide in Xuanying Pavilion?

Glancing at his master's lonely back, Nan Xing shuddered and gave up the unreasonable thought.

Rong Jin returned to the bedroom after taking a bath. As soon as the door opened, Ta Xue came to him while shouting softly, but she didn't dare to jump on him like when she faced Mu Yunqing.

Follow him with gentle steps.

Rong Jin ignored him, undressed and got on the bed.

Texue didn't dare to approach him, so she jumped up and lay down on the imperial concubine's couch by the window, occasionally calling out once or twice.

Hearing her cry became softer and softer. Rong Jin's eyelids were slightly closed and his voice was cold as he said, "Do you miss her?"

"Meow, meow, meow." Because he heard Rong Jin's voice, Texue meowed twice more.

Rong Jin's voice was low and a little caring: "Me too..."

Bone-gnawing thoughts, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

I want to see her in my dream, but I am also afraid of seeing her in my dream.

"Qingqing..."

Qingqing, I can't let go.

Qingqing, it was obviously me who met you first, why did you give your heart to someone else?

Qingqing, I will be obedient. You don’t want to die, okay?

In the last life, Mu Yunqing died in Rong Jin's arms.

She was angry with him for keeping her locked up, so she usually didn't want to talk to him. But that day, she rarely talked to him a lot, without being cold-hearted, just like the gentle words between lovers.

She said: "Rong Jin, I don't hate you anymore."

"I used to think you were bad, and I thought why can't you become better? But now I feel that being bad... is good."

"Rong Jin, if there is an afterlife, don't meet me again."

"Rong Jin..."

Qingqing, I would rather you hate me.

Qingqing, if I get better, will you not die?

Dear, I don't ask for the next life, only this life.

"Qing Qing!" Rong Jin suddenly woke up, the veins on his forehead were exposed, his chest was heaving violently, and his face was horribly pale.

Even if he had to do it over again, the scene of Mu Yunqing's death in the previous life would still linger in Rong Jin's heart, and he would fall asleep every night.

Every time he woke up with a start, it was difficult to fall asleep again.

In the past, I would draw Mu Yunqing's portrait silently over and over again to stabilize my mood, but I don't know why tonight, I am always anxious and uneasy. I can't wait to see her, see that she is safe and sound, and then I can confirm that what is happening now is not him.
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