Wen Ranran woke up with sweat on her face and saw that behind the screen she could see, the light was still slightly on.
Xia Lishuang is still reviewing the papers.
Wen Ranran couldn't sleep, so she went to bed with bare feet. Even the slightest movement disturbed Xia Lishuang.
"What's wrong?" Xia Lishuang put down the folding book and looked at Wen Ranran who took the initiative to put it in her arms.
Wen Ranran didn't say anything, she just put her hands around his neck.
"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable sleeping?"
"I'm dreaming again. I've been dreaming about a woman all this time!" Wen Ranran pursed her lips and whispered.
"woman?"
"Ms. Sir, do you know... what happened between my biological father, King Yundian, and Queen Lan back then?"
Wen Ranran always felt that there was some doubt in this. Ever since she was poisoned by Zimujie, although it had no effect on her body, she could always dream about that woman.
At first, she didn't know who the so-called woman was, but she was just curious.
Later, after repeated confirmations and the familiar feeling of flesh and blood, Wen Ranran finally recognized that it was Lan Guxue.
But... what is the relationship between his biological mother and Gu Changfeng?
How did you give birth to yourself?
"Logically speaking, someone you don't know or have never seen before should not dream about it... When did your dream start?"
Xia Lishuang confirmed, obviously he didn't want Wen Ranran to be troubled by this so-called dream.
Wen Ranran thought for a moment, then said uncertainly, "That is...after being poisoned by this so-called poison?"
However, this poison was brought back from Yizhou by the Gu family. How could it be found in Lan State?
In this current situation, it is not possible to ask Jiang Shu, nor is it possible to ask anyone else. The origin of the last queen of Nalan Kingdom is a mystery, and her death has become the biggest mystery. For so many years, no one has cared about it. Obviously
Someone did it deliberately.
Could it be his father? What happened back then?
Wen Ranran took a deep breath, and a sad look crawled onto her cheeks.
"Okay, okay, don't think so much, the poetry meeting will be in two days... I plan to hold it in Lingyan Pavilion, what do you think?"
Wen Ranran blinked. Lingyan Pavilion was a place for royal banquets in the city in the early years. However, later, it was said that a scholar from the previous dynasty said during a grand gathering here, "Please come to Lingyan Pavilion for a while and drop a scholar."
The sentence "Ten Thousand Households of Marquis" was eventually regarded as a famous sentence through the ages.
After so many years, Lingyan Pavilion is still a dreamland in the minds of countless scholars.
The title "Fenghou Beigu" is not just an empty talk in the hearts of countless young people with great ambitions.
Wen Ranran sighed, blew out the lamp oil, took Xia Lishuang's hand and went to sleep.
"Okay, okay, there are still things to do tomorrow! National affairs are important, but your body is also important!"
Xia Lishuang smiled, actually she had almost approved it.
Since the number of aristocrats in the court who only brag about their achievements has decreased a lot, the troubles in the court have actually decreased a lot.
After all, without those excerpts to boast about, reviewing the excerpts will become a kind of whole-hearted thinking and decision-making.
If there weren't too many things going on recently, in general, Xia Lishuang would be more relaxed than before.
The two of them were nestled in bed, quietly listening to the sound of the alarm.
Wen Ranran hugged Xia Lishuang and suddenly said sadly.
"Ms. sir..."
"What's wrong?"
"I want to tell you something!"
"Well, tell me!"
Wen Ranran took a deep breath, raised her head and looked at Xia Lishuang's face in the moonlight, "You have to promise me that in the future...even if I am really gone, you will live well!"
Xia Lishuang was stunned for a moment. Looking at Wen Ranran, panic surged in her heart.
"What nonsense are you talking about! With me here, how can anything happen to you?"
"I'm serious..." Wen Ranran sighed softly.
Although he is still living in a temple on earth, these bizarre things that have happened to him have never been less.
Ten thousand years is a complete cycle of reincarnation. If the monarchs of the four realms are reincarnated and resurrected one after another, then...will the vampire king from ten thousand years ago also take this opportunity to escape from his golden cicada shell and start a second war?