Willing To Be a Minister For the Princess Dress

"It's a dream? How can you not wake up?"

Zhao Qin is very clear that this matter is definitely not as simple as dreaming.

An embarrassed expression appeared on Wu Langzhong's face, "...This, the old man is not clear."

But Fan You thoughtfully said, "If I didn't guess wrong, Sister Afu would have suddenly fainted when she recalled something. When I remembered the lost memory, it took a lot of time. It took a long time to get out of the muddle-headed, unclear state of day and night."

After Fan You's reminder, Zhao Qin recalled the incident.

It’s no wonder that she didn’t think of it for a while, after all, after Fan You was brainwashed by the "Big Dream Bible", Song Jiuzhen took great effort to get rid of the congestion in her mind and retrieve her memory. Ups and downs? She just went to the grave, cried, and suddenly fainted. Who can think of this incident.

Wu Langzhong didn’t know the truth about it, but when Fan You said that, he also had some thoughts of his own. “It turns out that Miss Afu once lost a memory. In her own memory, when she sorts out the past memories, she should wake up."

After getting the affirmation of the two people, Zhao Qin breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the side of Shenfu's bed, his arms became sore and soft, and even aching.

Afu is tall and a martial artist, unlike those women who are weak in Liu Fufeng, she looks weak, but in fact she is also weak. Her body is actually quite solid. Years of training have made her weight similar to her height. Zhao Qin was in a panic when she suddenly fainted, and he picked her up subconsciously, and ran all the way, even forgot to move her internal strength. Wherever the internal force rushed out, holding her rushed for several miles.

Fortunately, she is still a martial artist, otherwise her two arms shouldn't be as simple as sore and weak at this time, I am afraid that she can't even lift them!

Ah Fu was in a coma for three full days.

After three days of water and rice, even a martial artist, his body could not bear such a loss, but whether it was Wu Langzhong, or Song Jiuzhen, who happened to pass by and was caught, exhausted all he could think of. , Failed to wake her up.

In the end, Fan You came up with an idea.

Since Afu fell into her own dream and refused to wake up, if someone can enter her dream, can she wake her up?

Wu Langzhong agreed to this opinion, but Song Jiuzhen shouted.

"His Royal Highness, rushing into other people’s dreams is like breaking into a yard with a master. If you are lucky, you can retreat along the same path without being found by the master, or what you meet is a thoughtful and gentle one. My master, even if he finds you, he will still let you go and let you go, but most of the time, people's performance in dreams is completely opposite to that in reality."

"It is possible that the gentle and elegant gentleman in real life is a murderous maniac who is raped/predatory in his dream, and it is also possible that a prostitute who is famous for his coquettish and profligate, but in his dream is a person who does not leave the door and does not move forward. Miss, people’s external performance is constrained by many things, such as ethics, public opinion, and law, but the only thing that can restrain them in a dream is themselves.

"The more you restrain yourself, the more indulgent you will be in your dreams. Your Highness, must think twice. If Miss Shen still cannot wake up for three more days, I can use acupuncture to force her to wake up, and the old man promises to reduce the damage to her. At the lowest level, there will never be any serious sequelae."

Zhao Qin asked him back: "There will be no serious sequelae, so there are still sequelae?"

"His Royal Highness, based on my understanding of Miss Shen, if he were sober, he would definitely not agree to do so."

Zhao Qin pondered for a moment and asked him, "What are the sequelae you said?"

"In the days to come, Miss Shen may have headaches from time to time, and the headaches will become more serious when she gets older, but it will not affect her health."

"You are a healer. You should understand how painful people get with headaches. How can you still say the word "no hindrance"?" Zhao Qin refuted Song Jiuzhen's words without hesitation. "Do you know that I have an aunt? Can't bear the headache and hanged in the yard?"

Song Jiuzhen no longer speaks.

The tolerance for pain is different from person to person, but there is no doubt that a long-term and endless illness is very tormenting, and sometimes people may prefer to have pain. To die quickly, and not willing to live inferior to death.

He sighed, and finally stepped back and said to Zhao Qin: "I admire the friendship of your Royal Highness towards Miss Shen. The old man's advice is worthy of the true feelings of Miss Shen. Since your Royal Highness is willing to do so, then I will I can only protect the Fa for you and wish your Highness a safe and smooth trip."

Zhao Qin's anxious face showed a slight smile: "Thank you, Doctor Song."

Song Jiuzhen shook his head and smiled bitterly, with helplessness written all over his face.

In the end, under the care of him, Fan You, and others, Zhao Qin lay beside Shenfu.

Fan You stretched out her hand and gently covered the faces of two people standing side by side, closing her eyes at the same time, and the invisible dreams in the void were intertwined.

Zhao Qin opened her eyes and found herself lying in her bedroom, and Fan You's words echoed in her ears.

"His Royal Highness, I will connect you and Sister Afu's dreams together. In other words, you will enter a world composed of your dreams and Sister Afu's dreams. For you in the dream, always remember that this is just A dream, don’t lose yourself in the dream, otherwise you will always fall into the dream and never wake up again."

Is this really a dream?

The brocade under the body is so soft and smooth, the agarwood in the incense burner, if there is nothing like nothing, lingers on the tip of the nose, the golden sun shines in through the glazed tiled windows and shines on the face, warm and bright.

Zhao Qin was in a daze for a moment.

She almost thinks that she is in a real world, not just a dream. Can a dream really be so real?

In the dreams in her memory, only two or three scenes are often clear, and more places are in a hazy chaos, but in this dream created by her and Afu, dust particles reflect under the sun. The light is so clearly visible.

She spread out her palm, and there was nothing inside, but the lines on her palm were very real. Zhao Qin closed her eyes and started to imagine the way Fan You taught her--

She needs to imagine an object that does not conform to common sense to distinguish reality from dreams.

After repeating the same actions repeatedly, a black flower finally bloomed in her palm.

This is a very beautiful but fantastic scene.

The black flower blooms from the palm of the palm, spreading its layered petals, and the golden stamens gently sway, making it look extraordinarily coquettish but noble.

Zhao Qin looked out the window and estimated the time. If she remembers correctly, her personal maid should come in and call her to get up at this time. Sure enough, just as she thought of it, footsteps sounded outside the door, and then someone gently He knocked on the door and asked outside the door: "His Royal Highness, are you awake? But you want to change your clothes."

The time in the dream is innumerable. Even if you live in the dream for 10 years, it may be only a moment to wake up for 8 years. Fan You explained to Zhao Qin clearly before he came in. The weirdness and magic of the Dream Bible are also revealed here, so the folks have such legends as Nanke Yimeng.

Zhao Qin dealt with the subordinates according to his usual schedule and lifestyle, and then pretended to ask casually, "Has anyone heard of Shen's Afu?"

If the world is composed of the dreams of her and Afu, according to the truth, the two of them are the protagonists in this world. It is natural to pay attention to each other, so I asked from the mouth of Xiu Chundao, Eight out of ten, it is possible to find the location of Afu.

Unexpectedly, the person who embroidered the spring knife was surprised and asked, "His Royal Highness is talking about the eldest lady of Shenjian Villa?"

"Miss Excalibur Villa, what do you say?"

"His Royal Highness doesn't know, this Miss Shen has been in the arena recently, but she is a big and famous person."

"She comes from the Excalibur Villa, but she has a good knife skill that no one can match. She still uses a rare double knife. She caught several famous criminals on the list when she first came out of the world, and even captured a company in one fell swoop. The scum who killed dozens of people is not a young hero."

"How did I hear of such a character today?"

Zhao Qin deliberately made a confused expression.

The subordinate immediately slid and slapped his horse and said: "His Royal Highness manages everything, how can I pay attention to such trivial matters. Although the eldest lady of Excalibur Villa is well-known, she is only a top-notch figure among the younger generation in the rivers and lakes, but she is a reckless man. Far inferior."

He boasted that he was good at flattering, but he never saw Zhao Qin's face sinking suddenly, "have you been nothing to do lately?"

The young Xiuchundao didn't know why.

"If there is nothing to do, just go to the stables. I hope that after I come back, the stables will be clean and you can't see a single horsehair." Zhao Qin stood up and patted the tear-free embroidery. Chundao shoulder, who is this person? Such lack of eyesight still appeared in her dream.

Could it be possible that she really punished someone to clean the stables?

In reality, two bitter tears were still being forced to embroider Chundao in front of the groom's bitterness.

Regardless of how painful it is to look at his face.

In the dream, Zhao Qin stepped out of the palace and came to the bustling street.

This is where the ups and downs last appeared in the news of Xiuchundao.

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