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Under the interference of the Upper Realms, it was unknown when the Emperor had been disturbed by the nightmare. In his dreams, he saw either Ling Chaofeng taking his life, or the Xiaowan taking revenge, or the old officials he had dealt with come to seek justice.

He would often wake up in the middle of the night covered in cold sweat, unable to calm down.

The empress was very worried. She asked the imperial physician to prescribe a prescription and even asked him to kowtow and worship her until the end of the month, with little success. The Emperor's spirit was declining, and his body was losing weight.

When the Xiaowan came to the Culture Hall today and saw what the Empress was sewing under the window, she knew that the Empress's red face had always been nimble and agile.

The empress stuffed handfuls of tea leaves into a cloth bag, gradually turning into a pillow. When she saw her, she said, "I heard from the imperial physician that using tea leaves as pillows can calm one's breathing."

"Is the emperor still not able to sleep well?" The Xiaowan asked, "Even after eating so much medicine, it still won't work?"

"He didn't sleep well before for the government, but at least he didn't have nightmares." Siyan was extremely worried. "But now, Yeye has been woken up by his nightmares. Whenhe sat up, she broke out in a cold sweat. Seeing that he has gotten thinner, Empress Dowager was also very worried. If I were to make the old lady worry later on, I will really be guilty of a great sin if I can't even take care of the young ones. "

The Xiaowan felt that it was strange. The emperor's body would collapse if things continued like this, but the husband clearly said that he was in charge of protecting the emperor and the destiny of Daqi. The emperor should not suffer.

At night, Master came to see her. Xiaowan asked Ling Chaofeng kindheartedly, "Is it because you always come to accompany me at night and have no one to protect the emperor? That's why you're working so hard, your majesty?"

Ling Chaofeng understood clearly in his heart that the reason for the Emperor's nightmare was because of the help of the people above. Since he was not a demon, he could not interfere, but if he were to tell the Xiaowan about it, she would definitely be hurt.

In fact, to Ling Chaofeng's surprise, the emperor endured the nightmarish torture time and time again, but he never followed the dream to expel the Xiaowan.

He didn't even tell the empress what he had dreamed of. He promised the empress not to expel the Xiaowan, and that was to use all his power to fulfill his promise.

This shocked Ling Chaofeng, and made him helpless, if the emperor was unable to recover from his sickness, then who would blame him?

It was also the eighth of the same year. Other than the southernmost area, all of the people within the Daqi realm were covered in ice and snow.

Early in the morning, the door of the inn rang. Aunt Zhang, wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket, opened the door and saw him standing in the snow with her things.

In the middle of the autumn, he took a boat home with a bunch of things for children, and excitedly went to the tavern to see his daughter and grandson. In the end, he was informed that Ling Chaofeng was no more, and his children were also gone as well.

Master Mu sat in front of the door for a long time before he regained his senses and asked Uncle Biao if he would return. After finding out that he was coming back, Master Mu would come over from time to time to ask if his daughter was back yet.

In Aunt Zhang's letter to Xiaowan, she mentioned this matter. Xiaowan had asked them to prepare some gold, silver, and other things to help Father survive the winter, but Master Mu was unwilling to accept them. He said that he came only to see if his daughter had returned.

"Drink a bowl of porridge to warm your body." The Aunt Zhang said, "A few days ago, Xiaowan sent a letter saying that everything was well for her and even greeted you. She has someone taking care of her from the capital, and our Ershan is currently a teacher in charge of Ministry Of Justice, so no one will bully her. "

Master Mu listened attentively. After knowing that his daughter was well, he felt more at ease and prepared to leave without eating any rice porridge. He also said that if Xiaowan came back, I would have to trouble you to tell him.

Watching his elder brother leave, the Aunt Zhang sighed to the Uncle Biao, "If only he could discipline his wife in the past and not make her mistreat Xiaowan. If that time you didn't make it there, and the Xiaowan really jumped off the cliff, it would be too late. Humans, ah, are just people that we shouldn't cherish in the past. There will be no time for us to cherish in the future. "

However, Uncle Biao said to his wife, "If Xiaowan is truly disheartened and wants to reunite with Chao Feng, we can't stop him. But if she is still willing to live, then we cannot be her burden. No matter what, we must be fine. "

Aunt Zhang said tearfully: "The previous two years were quite lively. Even if Madam Xu were to make a ruckus every time, at least a whole family would be around. "Why did it turn out like this? Those two children were so kind and did so many good things. Is the heavens blind?"

It was because the heavens could not control everything that so many deities came to assist them. The more deities there were, the more restricted they would be by the Heavenly Law Scripture, and once they had it would be up to someone to take control.

The ones in charge had great responsibilities, and they did not have the seven emotions and six desires. It could not even be said that they were unyielding and cold, because there was only right and wrong.

As for Kangti, he was troubled by nightmares. He could not sleep at night and was getting worse and worse. It was the eighth day of the Japanese New Year. From the beginning of the dynasty to the end of the Longevity Palace, they served the Empress Dowager together with the royalty. Just as everyone was rejoicing, the emperor fainted due to lack of strength, scaring everyone.

When he woke up from his stupor, he still had the fear of a nightmare. Even if he didn't have a nightmare now, he would still feel fear and fear to close his eyes. He was relieved to find that there were no nightmares to disturb his slumber.

"Your majesty." Siyan gently called out to him with tears in her eyes, "Has the emperor woken up?"

"This Emperor slept soundly and felt very comfortable." Xiang Run forced out a smile, "Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm just tired."

Siyan shook her head: "How could it be fine, just something is wrong, don't try to be brave, okay?"

The emperor gently caressed her cheek. With a doting look in his weak eyes, he said, "Where's my daughter? Come and teach me."

Siyan ordered the palace maids to carry the little princess, while she guarded the emperor closely. She wanted to write a letter to the emperor and his empress to invite them back to the capital, afraid that she wouldn't be able to take care of her husband.

"Idiot, I'm fine, don't alert them. They're very carefree right now." Xiang Run laughed, "In the future, when we are old, if my son is a promising child like us, we can also freely roam the four seas. Perhaps one day, this meditation technique will become the tradition of my Daqi Nation Imperial Family, and everyone in tens of thousands of years will be envious of us."

"Your Majesty, what kind of nightmare did you have? Who was it that couldn't get along with you in the dream?" Siyan had no time to think about the future, or the matters that would happen in ten million years. She could only hope that the person before her would be able to peacefully recover.

Not only was the emperor troubled by nightmares, he began to fear falling asleep. Sometimes he would stay awake all night, and even his iron body would not be able to withstand such torture.

"Can you tell me that? If not, it's not good for you, and it's not good for me either. Don't tell me that we want to be the empress with the shortest lifespan in the history of Daqi Nation?" Siyan panicked and said whatever she wanted to say, naturally provoking the Emperor's rebuke.

On this side, Xiaowan carried the little princess who had just fallen asleep and carefully walked through the long corridor.

Because of this, the other palace maids would not enter even if they were not summoned. After lifting the cotton curtain to send Xiaowan and Princess into the hall, they left.

The Xiaowan walked over softly. Just as she was about to turn around the screen, she heard the emperor say to the empress, "When I promised you that I would never stare at the Xiaowan again, nor chase her away, I had a bad dream. I dreamt of Ling Chaofeng taking his life from me, of Xiaowan seeking revenge against me, of those old officials seeking justice, unable to rest at peace every night. Afterwards, I dreamt of the deceased Grand Tutor. In his dream, he told me that as long as the Xiaowan was sent out of the Imperial City, the world would be at peace. "

Hearing this, the Xiaowan's heart tensed up, and the emperor continued, "But we promised you that we would never go against the Xiaowan again. We must have thought about it day and night, and dreamed about the existence of the Xiaowan s. This dream was definitely born because we were worried about the existence of the Xiaowan s in our hearts. Don't worry, it will be over soon. "

"Your Majesty …"

"Yan'Er, I will definitely make it through this. You stay with me." The Emperor said, "From tonight onwards, I will no longer be afraid of nightmares. Even if I dream, I will ignore them. In the future, you should come to Qingming Pavilion around noon and coax us to have a nap. This way, we can more or less make up for it. "

The Xiaowan subconsciously retreated, purposely making a commotion in front of the door before carrying the Little Princess in. She smiled gently like usual, but the Queen obviously avoided her gaze.

Even if he avoided her, Xiaowan did not know how to face her.

It was a good day, but the imperial city was shrouded in gloom. When Xiaowan left the Culture Hall, he met Hubby on her way there, but there was no one around him. She ran over and asked, "Hubby, did you hear what the emperor said?"

Ling Chaofeng said: "I knew it from the beginning."

Xiaowan asked, "Then why didn't you tell me?"

Ling Chaofeng was silent for a moment, then said: "I was selfish. I held onto hope, and hoped that the emperor would be able to endure. I didn't expect …"

He had originally thought that the people above were only trying to use any means at all, but they had persisted in tormenting themselves for so long. Did they not care for their lives, or did they not care about ten thousand years of cultivation?

The Emperor was the chosen one, not to mention the fact that those trashy kings had descended from the heavens, the background of the Xiang father and son wasn't small. They had benefited the common people in the human world, and would return to the Divine Throne once their achievements had been achieved. In order to prevent himself from being together with the Xiaowan, those few people actually dared to make a move on the emperor.

Ling Chaofeng said, "I thought that someone would stop them soon, but who would have thought that their act would get more intense."

"They?" She laughed bitterly, "It's still that bunch of deities who ate their fill of food. They hurt the emperor just to chase me away?"

Ling Chaofeng nodded his head, "I didn't tell you because I was afraid that you would be hurt.

"If I don't leave, they will continue to torture the Emperor?" The Xiaowan asked Ling Chaofeng.

"Maybe someone will stop them."

"Husband, why didn't you go and stop him?"

"I can only deal with fiendish demons."

Xiaowan shook her head. "Actually, you're the same as them, you're also following those unreasonable rules. Even if the Emperor is the emperor, he's still a mortal after all. If you move your fingers, we won't be able to live. "

She suddenly shouted towards the sky, "You bastards!"