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The next night, the moonlight was bright and clear as it sprinkled across the snow. It was as if a ball of boundless mist was floating in the sky, causing the snow to become whiter and the moon to become cleaner.

Yang Liang was drunk again and fell asleep calling my name. I was in the middle of the night with my hair tied up in a high bun and a silver hairpin. I was wearing a white dress, and although it was an ordinary dress, I felt very comfortable in the moonlight.

His black hair flowed with a silver light, his footsteps slowly moved to Yang Liang's side, and he sprinkled some snow on his face. As expected, he felt a chill, and his face twitched a few times as he reached out to brush the snow off his face. Just when his eyes seemed to be closed, I smiled at him and called out.

"Uncle."

Yang Liang suddenly opened his eyes and stared at me. He didn't even dare to blink, for fear that I would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Lil 'Er?" His expression was dazed as he softly called out.

I calmly smiled. "No, you should call me sister-in-law."

Yang Liang's expression changed as he said:

"Do I have to follow these rules in my dreams too?"

As I expected, drunk as he was, he thought he was dreaming.

"It's a rule that we have to follow, no matter where we go, including in our dreams."

Yang Liang stared at me, slowly got up, his movements extremely gentle, afraid that his actions would frighten the "dream".

"No, the country's law can regulate understanding, but it cannot restrict the dream of understanding. Little Sister, you are much more restrained than I dreamt yesterday. Don't tell me that you have been wronged by the Emperor?"

He hated Yang Guang, so he stopped calling him royal brother.

"No, this is only a dream. I did not suffer any grievances. After I become the country, who in this world would dare to make me feel wronged?" My voice was soft, and there was a smile on it.

Yang Su was already pacing towards me, saying as he walked:

"What nation's rule of law? What uncle or sister-in-law? Little Sister, this is just a dream."

He stretched out his hand to shake mine, but I took a small step back. I was light as a feather, and with my clothes on the ground, I did not seem to move with my feet, but rather moved with the wind.

"You can't! Uncle only knows that it's a dream, but I'm not. If you touch me, I'll definitely disappear." I whispered.

Sure enough, Yang Liang didn't dare to step forward. He could only stay where he was and say,

"That's right, every time I dream about you, I can't catch you. You're clearly right in front of me, but I can't catch up to you, so I can only let you come and go. I don't have any other extravagant hope, I just want you to stand there and talk to me, okay?"

Looking at his meticulous request, my heart felt even more sad. I slightly suppressed the lump in my throat and said:

"Alright, I just had a few words to say to you."

"Is that so?" Yang Liang's eyes lit up with excitement, as if a few words from him was enough to make him extremely happy.

I gently nodded my head and said with a smile,

"Little Uncle is not young anymore. When the others were your age, they were already a group of wives and concubines. Their children were already around the knees, so why did they never return home?"

Yang Liang shook his head, his face was covered by a layer of worry.

"Little Ling'Er, you know what I mean."

I shook my head and sighed, "No, what you admire is only the young Xiao Yujian. The current me is the mother of a nation, so if you continue to be so obstinate, drunk and depressed every day without a care in the world, you will only add to your worries and worry even more for me."

Startled, Yang Liang asked:

"How do you know I get drunk every day?"

I chuckled. With a hint of coldness in my tone, I said,

"If you continue like this, why should the entire world not know?"

Yang Liang frowned slightly, "But this is East Lai, the ends of the earth and the corners of the seas. I am sure it will not cause any trouble for Bi'er, and as long as I am well, I will not step even half a step into the capital. But the pain of lovesick, can not be willing or not willing, can only bear. In short, I'm just a cripple right now. I'm not some prince of Big Sui, and even more so, I can't help but worry for my beloved girl. I don't know how to get rid of this loneliness except to drink. "

I was about to comfort him when I saw tears in his eyes.

"Little girl, I'm actually so lonely! From the day of your wedding, I was alone! "

I didn't know what to say, so I just looked into his eyes and listened to him whimper.

"Little girl, do you understand? Every time I think of you, I feel lonely from head to toe, my whole heart is empty, so lonely. The more I think about you, the more I feel that you are getting further away from me. Only by drawing it and keeping it by my side can I feel your presence. "

I sighed. "I know that it was because of me that you were wrong. I was already extremely guilty, and now you're saying this. Even though I'm in the palace, how can I be at ease?"

Yang Liang was dazed for a moment before he said:

"No, you won't know. This is just my dream. You were far away in the capital, so even if you thought about it, you wouldn't know that I'm in such dire straits." "You will be fine, you will be fine …"

He is still too excited to talk to me tonight, and I know that I will not be able to talk to him, for fear of being found out. I raise my hand and brush the embroidered handkerchief toward his face, which contains the powder given to me by Qingcheng, a kind of incense that will cause a moment of dizziness, and then I will be able to sleep through the night without leaving any trace.

According to Qingcheng, most brothel ladies would use this incense to defend themselves. Otherwise, how could it be so easy to clean up the house?

After helping Yang Liang onto the bed, I gently closed the door and returned to the west room.

"How is it?" Qingcheng was anxiously waiting.

I sighed and said:

"It didn't go smoothly. He is still unrepentant. Tomorrow, I'll go again and eventually wake him up."

A look of disappointment appeared on Qingcheng's face, but she still said:

"Other than Miss Xiao, he won't listen to anyone else's words. He can only try again."

The next day, Yang Liang, for the first time ever, didn't drink, but stayed indoors and painted for an entire day. This also made it impossible for me to take advantage of the opportunity and to never meet him again in my 'dreams', but deep in my heart, I was still overjoyed.

When Qingcheng was bringing food over to him, she was drawing the picture of me, clad in white, on the wall in front of his bed. She hastily ate a few mouthfuls of rice before resting.

However, he was not drunk. If he appeared once more, he would definitely be able to see through me. Thus, the night passed in silence as he tossed and turned until the sun rose. He pondered over many matters.

"If Miss Xiao can say some encouraging words, tell him to stop indulging himself in alcohol. Even if he can cultivate like a village man every day, it would still be better than being mocked like this."

I smiled indifferently. With a ridiculing smile, I said,

"I'm two years older than you, call me older sister. If in the future, Yang Liang really becomes a village boy, ploughing, fishing, or hunting for a living, would Qingcheng despise him as a vulgar person? "

Qingcheng pursed her lips, her expression slightly righteous as she spoke:

How can Qingcheng be a vain person? "If you want to be a farmer and a farmer, I will be a peasant woman. There is no need for any of you to despise each other.

My heart was moved by Qingcheng's determination and deep emotion. I smiled and said:

"What a privilege it is to be the peasant woman of East Lai? Such a peerless pair actually appeared. I see that the two of you don't need to work anymore. You can only walk outside and only pick it up. Perhaps, you can get rich because of it. "The villagers of East Lea will live by picking up your fish and geese."

Qingcheng's face turned slightly red, and she giggled as she said:

"Sister Xiao sure knows how to tease people. It can be seen that she has picked up too many geese in the past — no, with Sister Xiao's goddess-like looks, not only geese, even the deities in the sky would fall from the sky."

While we were talking, the sun had already risen. When we heard the door to the east room open, we immediately went silent.

Dressed neatly, Qingcheng walked out and asked gently:

"Has young master slept well?"

Yang Liang's expression was lonely. He frowned slightly and asked an irrelevant question:

"Did Miss Laughing hear anything last night? Or had he seen someone else? For example — er, the voice of the speaker? "

Qingcheng naturally understood what Yang Liang was referring to, so she pretended to look at Yang Liang in surprise, pretended to think for a while, and said:

"No, it's night here in the wilderness. Other than you and me, and with the wind in the courtyard, where else would there be people?" Young Master must be dreaming. "

I secretly praise Qingcheng for concealing her strength. Yang Liang didn't suspect anything, he just felt a little despondent. With a bitter smile, he muttered to himself.

"Yeah, this is East Peak, a barren land in the capital city. How could I possibly come here?" "An illusion, it's an illusion again …"

He continued to talk while walking out.

Qingcheng's expression was filled with grief as she lamented:

"It's only been a single day. Looking at him now, he looks even more haggard. Sister Xiao, what should we do now?"

I bit my lip and frowned.

"I'll just take it one step at a time. Freezing cold takes more than one day. It won't be that fast if I want him to walk out of the demonic realm."

That night, Yang Liang came back drunk again, and I did the same, once again appearing in his' dream '.

"Little Ling'Er, you really came! "I knew it was a dream. Otherwise, why would I never see you when I'm awake?" Yang Liang's expression was fervent, as if he didn't care about the pain of the alcohol burning his heart. As long as I can show up, he would rather drink more alcohol in exchange for this moment of meeting.

"If you continue to hurt yourself like this, this will be the last time I will appear in your dreams." I said with a hint of warning.

Seeing my serious expression, Yang Liang quickly restrained his expression and looked at me steadily. He was afraid that I would disappear without a reason, so he said:

"If I'm not drunk, then I won't be able to sleep soundly. Little Ling'Er, the night before yesterday, you said you wanted to say a few words to me, but I couldn't remember clearly. When I woke up, I felt that the entire room was filled with your smell, but I couldn't remember what you said."

I secretly sighed. The night before yesterday, he was too agitated to get to the main topic. Now that he asked, I just happened to say:

"The reason why I came to you in your dreams is to tell you this: Rather than defending in a hopeless situation, it's better to take care of the person in front of you. "Remember, do not forget."

Yang Liang was stunned, and he muttered to himself: "Grasping the person in front of him? You are the only one in my eyes. "

Then he pointed at the painting on the wall. "The night before yesterday, you appeared in my dreams. When I woke up, my mind was filled with your image. It was so real that it felt like it was carved into my heart, not even like a dream at all."

I looked at Yang Liang, this man who had once planned a battle and used the power of a single army to overturn the royal power of Grand Sui. When he rode the horses and cut down each and every enemy, he was probably valiant and valiant, right?

It was a pity that his emotions were like a poison that could cause one to sink into depravity. He had fallen in love, so he was easily tricked by Yang Guang.

If he did not see it with his own eyes, who would have thought that he would be able to defeat Yang Su's army and occupy the city like no one was there?

"A dream is still a dream. You will wake up eventually. What's the point of continuing to be obsessed with it?" I advised.

Yang Liang stared at me without blinking as he said faintly,

"I can't help you at all. Previously, I nearly caused your death, but now, you are trapped in the Eastroad Commandery. You are just a cripple. What's the point in living?" To me, what's the difference between life and death? Dream on, I think I won't wake up, and I don't want to wake up. "

It was as if there were a thousand worms in my heart that were gnawing at my internal organs. The youth who was once in high spirits was now in such a sorry state. How could I not feel heartache? How could I not feel guilty?

"No, right now, your thoughts have already entered the demonic state, and you yourself are unwilling to walk out. If you die like this, won't you be dishonoring the favor of me risking my life to protect you back then? If I knew that you were such a loser today, why would I care about you then?! "Indeed, I have misjudged you, you are just a coward, a complete coward!"

I almost shouted the next words. I rarely felt so angry, but now I could not help but scold him angrily:

"How long have you not looked in the mirror? Look at you, what have you become?! Do you think you can be released just by death? You are such a selfish person! Not only have you wasted my life to save you, you have also failed Lady Mo Xie's heart! "

I paused for a moment, and with sadness in my eyes, I forcefully suppressed the pain in my heart and said,

"In the past, you were a hero and a hero in my heart. I respected you, admired you, and felt even more grateful towards you. But now, I feel that you are no different from any other playboy. Who are you showing this to? Do you want my pity? "

Whether it worked or not, the only thing left to do now was to stir things up. Although what he had given me had always moved me, I could not afford to be moved by it. After all, I was Yang Guang's wife, Big Sui's mother.

And Yang Liang will always be my uncle.

Yang Liang was stunned and looked at me with astonishment. Perhaps he had never seen me angered before. After a long time, Fang looked at me deeply with a hint of sadness in his eyes and said:

"I've always been a useless person. Little Ling'Er, I'm not worthy of your admiration."

Looking at his eyes that were filled with shallow tears, my heart throbbed inexplicably. Did I hurt him? Were my words too radical? As a result, he now felt even more inferior.

"No, forgive me, I never thought so. It's just that you are too corrupt and degenerate these days. If you are able to act just like how you were in the past, I would definitely be gratified. But now, there is only guilt in my heart, and a deep sense of guilt. I was sobbing.

Yang Liang was pleased by my "excuse" and not by my uncle's call. He raised his eyebrows and reached out to brush away the tears on my face. When his big warm hand touched my cheek, I realized that he was in a "dream." Panicking, I pushed his hand away and took a step back.

He looked at me in surprise, then at the teardrop on his finger. The moonlight penetrated the window and shone on it, clear and transparent as morning dew.

"Little Ling!" This is your tears, I received your tears! I can even feel the warmth of your face. You really came to my side? " He took a step forward, reaching for my hand.

I felt a sudden dread, lest I should fail. I reached down to my waist, took out my handkerchief, and threw myself at his face while he was unprepared.

Very soon, his body weakened and he was on the verge of collapse. I placed him on the bed and covered him with a blanket. Under the bright moonlight, I saw that his eyelashes were hanging down on his eyelids, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curled up.

Gently covering the door, he left the east side.

Farewell, Yang Liang. Please forgive me for not being able to appear in your "dream" ever again.