Chapter 170

Suddenly a dream

Power is the best thing in the world. Once you hold it in your hand, you can't lose it anymore. Loss is death.

But he and Huo Qijun are like doomed enemies. Huo Qijun married the woman he asked for, which was the biggest stumbling block on his way to power. He and Huo Qijun are about the doomed enemies of heaven.

Xiao Qiyu bent his eyes slightly and showed a compassionate look on his face: "I heard that your wife was kidnapped by Turks. I don't know if there's any news?"

Huo Qijun stood on the white marble steps and glanced at Xiao Qiyu faintly. The snow reflected the sun's light on his face. He couldn't see his expression clearly. He only heard his calm reply: "No."

His tone was very calm, as if he was just talking about a topic he didn't care about. He said such a sentence to the other party faintly, and he couldn't see any other emotions.

Xiao Qiyu narrowed his eyes and looked at the man wearing official crown clothes under the white marble steps. He was dressed in black clothes and looked handsome. The other party was also looking at him. His eyes were dark and deep, like the deepest light of the night.

Qingru, is this the man you chose? You rejected the king and chose him because he was more powerful than the king? But you see, now your whereabouts are unknown, but he is not worried at all. He is only anxious to fight for power and power in the court and completely abandon you.

Or maybe he dislikes you being reduced to the hands of the enemy. I'm afraid your innocence will not be protected, and he simply doesn't want to find you back?

Have you regretted choosing such a heartless man, Qingru?

Xiao Qiyu smiled on his lips: "so..." he bowed to the other party, and his wide robe and big sleeve covered the expression on his face: "I wish your wife's happiness and happiness. May Lord Huo find your wife's trace as soon as possible."

Xiao Qiyu, under his wide robe and big sleeve, didn't notice the killing intention flashed in Huo Qijun's black eyes. He only heard the other party's indifferent tone say thanks to him, turned back and slowly walked down the white marble steps.

Huo Qijun was calm and only turned slowly. His face became slightly pale, but his killing intention was more prosperous.

Xiao Qiyu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were clear. Since Huo Qijun has no ability to protect his woman, Shen Qingru will leave it to him.

He never understood why no matter what he did, Shen Qingru always treated him coldly. He has never been so infatuated with a woman, almost holding a heart in front of her. But Shen Qingru's reaction made him cold. Xiao Qiyu thought that even if she didn't love him, she could always see his sincerity over time. But the unkind woman avoided him like a poisonous snake and beast, and looked at him like an enemy.

Xiao Qiyu didn't understand why his sincerity was trampled by the other party. He also made a cruel decision, thinking that he would simply kill the woman and break the weakness in his heart. But when the opportunity to kill her was in front of him, Xiao Qiyu hesitated.

He hesitated and comforted himself. Maybe this woman is still useful. Let's keep it first.

But think of Shen Qingru's unfeeling, Xiao Qiyu couldn't help getting angry. After tossing around for a long time, he couldn't sleep at night. That day, he was tired of reading official documents. He fell asleep and had a strange dream on his couch.

He dreamed of a long list of things.

Xiao Qiyu dreamed that he was wearing the prince's formal dress and was full of joy. Someone held a red scarf in his hand, and the other end of the red scarf was held in Shen Qingru's hand. The two of them held red scarves together. Under the guidance of the ritual officer, they knelt down and worshipped the emperor and queen, and finished the washing ceremony and the closing ceremony in turn.

At the end of a long series of cumbersome rituals, the couple's hair ceremony.

The two companions cut a small wisp from the tail of his and Shen Qingru's hair, and then tied together. After the ceremony, they were officially married. There was a lively sound of congratulations around. Xiao Qiyu looked sideways, but saw the red bride with smiling eyebrows and eyes. She looked at him and lowered her shy little head.

Xiao Qiyu in the dream wanted to laugh. In the dream, Shen Qingru was willing to marry him. He was not only willing, but also very happy. But in the dream, he stretched his face and looked absent-minded.

It turned out that in his dream, he wanted to marry Shen Muyun, the second young lady in the prime minister's house, rather than Shen Qingru, the helpless young lady whose biological mother died early. Xiao Qiyu in the dream was not satisfied with the marriage, even disgusted.

In his dream, he saw the girl slightly lost. In order to please him, she studied piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, strategy and art of war. Born in February, she was sent to the countryside early with the bad name of killing her biological mother. In terms of talent and learning, how can she compare with Shen Muyun, who was carefully cultivated by Prime Minister Shen since childhood? But she studied very hard and even had a lot of talent.

Xiao Qiyu in his dream also had an occasional kindness. He looked at the young woman who hung her head and practiced the Dongxiao repeatedly, and his heart rarely gave birth to a trace of pity. She didn't play well. She was intermittent and short of breath. Xiao Qiyu smiled and took the Dongxiao from Shen Qingru.

Shen Qingru was startled. She blinked her round apricot eyes at him. Her dark eyes were wet, which reminded him of the lost deer. At that moment, he understood her mind. Everything she learned was to please him.

Xiao Qiyu smiled, gently placed the Dongxiao on his lips and slowly blew a graceful and moving tone. She seemed to be crazy. She looked at him in a daze. She didn't come back until the end of the song. She looked at him in surprise.

"Your Highness, you..."

Xiao Qiyu compared a "Shh" gesture and whispered, "my father doesn't like us to touch these things. He thinks it will make people lose their will, so don't say it."

Shen Qing nodded with consciousness, and the waves in his eyes were dense. Xiao Qiyu looked at her and felt a trace of pity. He turned back and took her into his arms and asked softly, "are you still used to it in the palace?"

After a spring night, Xiao Qiyu played with her long black and supple hair scattered on her pillow. He thought that although this woman could not compare with Shen Muyun, she was also a beautiful woman and devoted herself to herself. In that case, let's cage her heart and let her contribute to her great cause.

He held the shy woman tighter in his arms, and gently kissed her small snow-white earlobe with his lips: "the princess's body is so beautiful that I really let the king linger..."

Shen Qingru shyly buries his small head in his arms, but his eyebrows and eyes contain a faint smile. As long as he is a little good to her, she will treat him wholeheartedly, which can be made good use of.

"I'm in the former dynasty, and I can't take care of many things. Where the concubines in the back Palace are, I'll give them to the princess..." Xiao Qiyu said faintly.

The woman in his arms looked at him with her eyes as pure as a deer. Her eyes were full of joy and satisfaction, and nodded happily.

Xiao Qiyu was burned by the happy eyes.

The scene in the dream was very chaotic. Xiao Qiyu dreamed that he was drunk, but in a trance, there was a cold shining sword stabbing him in the heart. His hands and feet were numb and soft, and he couldn't move. At the moment of despair, a delicate body stood firmly in front of him, and the sharp sword that should have stabbed him pierced her chest.

He hugged her in panic. Half of Shen Qingru's body was red with blood. Looking at him, he was full of peace of mind: "husband, you're all right. It's great."

Shen Qingru fainted after saying that. She lingered on the line of life and death and woke up after three days and nights.

The scene changed again. This time in the bitter desert, he led the team to stick to it. She suddenly appeared haggard and sent the enemy's military information to him, but she fainted

Later, he was seriously injured in the battle of seizing his legitimate rights and could not live. She drove away the people around him, assumed the responsibility of taking care of him alone, and finally pulled him back from hell.

In the dream, Shen Qingru loved him miserably, and their couple loved him beyond measure.

But also in that dream, he betrayed her. On the night of the siege of the prince's house, Xiao Qiyu in the dream held the tearful and moving Shen Muyun and made a solemn vow to her. He successfully ascended the throne and became the emperor. According to the old promise, he made Shen Qingru queen. He thought this was a reward for her years of hard work. Then he hid in Fengqi palace and fell in love with Shen Muyun day by day.

The dream flashed by. In the last scene, she asked him with tears on her face: "Xiao Qiyu, you can afford me!"

The hatred in her eyes was like a fire, burning Xiao Qiyu's heart. He wanted to ask her not to cry again, but in his dream, he looked at Shen Qingru coldly and said with disgust: "you vicious woman, how dare you poison Mu Yun? Come on, dig her eyes and fall into the cold palace“

Xiao Qiyu was shocked and finally woke up from the nightmare. He found that his sweat had soaked his inner clothes. He stared at a plum blossom in the moonlight outside the window. What could not be removed in front of him was the face full of tears.

Why did he have such a dream?

Xiao Qiyu stayed in his study. There was a mirror in his study. He stood in front of the mirror and looked up. The face in the mirror was stiff and looked very fuzzy. He gently stroked his face. For a moment, he was stunned and could hardly distinguish the difference between dream and reality.

The dream was so strange that Xiao Qiyu had a bitter smile on his lips, but the scene in the dream was so real that it made him creepy. It must be that he thought every day and had a dream at night.

A year but suddenly ran into his heart.

What if those scenes in the dream are not fantasy, but real?

Xiao Qiyu stood there barefoot, cold like a tide, almost drowning him. He seemed to understand the reason why Shen Qingru hated him from the beginning.

He smiled bitterly. No wonder she regarded him as a beast. No wonder she showed an obvious disgust for him from the first time she saw him.

So... So.