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Chapter 20 A Dream At Night

Si He quietly sat cross-legged on the dry grass.

There was dead silence all around, it was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers, only a palm-sized light above your head.He could vaguely hear rustling rats crawling around, some into his sleeve robe, and some into his trouser legs, he could even feel the furry beast nibbling on his stomach lightly. skin.

But he didn't dare to move, and he couldn't move either.

It was like a chain bound his body in the dark, making him unable to breathe.

By the way, my pen!my pen!

In a panic, Si He put his finger into his mouth tremblingly and bit it desperately. With the dripping blood dripping down, he danced on the square-inch grass, but as soon as he stopped writing, the blood disappeared, and he had to Draw it again, but go round and round, as long as he finishes painting, the blood will always disappear.

As if everything was his hallucination.

Why is this...

Why can't I draw...

Si He collapsed to the side, terrified and helpless, without his painting skills he was nothing.

He is nothing.

Calm down...Calm down, Si He...he thought to himself, but his eyes began to heat up, and he didn't even notice that he was already crying.

Big tears flowed down his cheeks and into his collar.He didn't know why he was more afraid of the silence brought by death than last time.

"Ji Wanghuai—" Si He murmured blankly, he didn't know why he remembered the name of this insignificant person at this moment.

However, whenever he uttered these three words, it seemed to give him great courage and hope. It seemed to be his last straw and his only support in this dark and lonely world.

"Ji Wanghuai...Ji Wanghuai..." He slowly closed his eyes, just repeating the name over and over again, until the surroundings became empty and bright, until the shackles on his body were released.

"Si He." Someone stood in front of him against the light, holding a long sword in his hand, wearing a long cloak with a fur collar, his whole body was cold but his eyes were gentle, "Let's go, don't be afraid."

……

The peaceful Sifu in the past is extremely noisy today, people who come and go have a dignified look on their faces, as the servants come in and out of the house, large basins of blood are poured out of the house,

"Mother, He'er will be fine," Si Lu asked while comforting his mother and father, "What did the imperial doctor say!" Although his face was calm, the eagerness in his words could not be concealed.

"Madam, don't worry. Doctor Li is one of the most experienced in the palace, so he must be fine." Si Pingchuan seemed to be ten years older. Although his expectations for this son were not as high as Si Yan's, he was still the youngest, and he was the only one. heart and soul.

Lu Yu stood aside, with remorse and anger in his eyes, but most of all he was unwilling.But people came and went, everyone's attention was in the room, and no one paid attention to his expression.

When the hunting ground was assassinated, the Holy Majesty was furious, ordered a thorough investigation of the matter, dealt with several imperial guards, dispatched several imperial physicians to the Sifu, and asked Lu Yu to stay in the Sifu to take care of Sihe, and then with the support of the prince Go back to the palace to suppress the shock.

Si Yan was helping in Si He's room, and the smell of blood in the air made his stomach churn, and he endured it many times before he vomited it out on the spot.

This was the first time he had seen Si He look so weak, his usually perverse and aggressive younger brother was now lying helplessly on the bed, his face pale, like a dying person.

"Okay, the wound has been treated." Li Taiyi wiped off his sweat and breathed a sigh of relief, "Young Master Si's life is considered to be saved."

Si Yan thanked him repeatedly, but Mrs. Si and others had already greeted him outside, so he couldn't get out, so he walked quickly to the bedside to see Si He's wound, but he heard Si He muttering to himself: "...Ji... ... delusional..."

"What?" Si Yan didn't hear clearly, so he asked again, but Si He opened his eyes slowly.

……

***

Ji Wanghuai didn't sleep well this afternoon.

In the middle of sleeping, there was a heavy rain outside the window. The heavy rain hit the eaves and the ground, and it came with the momentum of thousands of troops, which was deafening.

He was lying on the bed and looking out the window, the bean-sized raindrops were blowing towards his face with moist mist, everything around him couldn't be seen clearly, for no reason, he felt a little depressed for a while.

Ji Wanghuai simply put on his clothes and got up, his soup was on the table, he tried the edge of the bowl with the back of his hand, it was still steaming.

"Someone-"

The maid who was guarding the door entered the room early, he didn't pay attention to the beautiful makeup on the maid's face, he just frowned and asked, "How is the prince?"

"Back to Second Highness, His Highness the Crown Prince is much better, and now he can get out of bed, walk, and eat by himself." The maid was a little unwilling, and looked up at him again, a little cinnabar on her forehead made her whole body quite aura.

Since the prince is fine, where did he get this bad premonition for no reason?

"Okay, you go down," Ji Wanghuai turned around, and went back to the room with his hands behind his back, but he paused, and asked again: "Are you the Su Yue sent by the queen?"

"It's the servant girl." Su Yue was overjoyed, but soon her heart fell deeply, because Ji Wanghuai didn't turn his head back, and said casually: "Then you can go back tomorrow." .”

***

Si He opened his eyes in a daze, and the first thing he saw was Si Yan. Behind Si Yan stood his sister, his father, his mother, and several servants of the imperial physician, and at the outermost, stood Lu Yu.

There is no false season.

Where did Ji Wanghuai go?

"My He'er—" Mrs. Si started to cry as soon as she hugged Si He. After everyone persuaded her for a long time, she gradually calmed down.

"How does He'er feel? Does the wound still hurt? After being in a coma for so long, are you hungry? I haven't had time to eat lunch yet." Mrs. Si wiped the corners of her eyes, and then hurriedly started to talk again. Everyone under Mrs. Si's order Gradually got busy again.

It turned out that Ji Wanghuai was not there, and it turned out that everything just now was a dream.

so far so good……

"Si He, are you alright?" Lu Yu sighed and stepped forward, seeming to regret and blame herself, "It's all my fault for not protecting you well."

Si He:? ? ? ?

... You are really good at adding drama to yourself.

"Your Highness Fourth," Si He said with difficulty, "This has nothing to do with you...ahem...I don't need protection...it's my own negligence."

Lu Yu was still about to speak, but Si Yan breathed a sigh of relief and asked jokingly, "It's good that it's okay, who did you dream about just now, I heard you kept calling his name when you were unconscious."

"Really?" Si He smiled, "I don't remember."

Hearing this, Lu Yu frowned.

***

It was very dark, the mansion of Prince Yu.

Everything was quiet, Yu Jiang was holding the secret letter, hesitating outside the door whether to tell Ji Wanghuai or not, he thought for a while, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and stepped into the room, "Second Highness, the secret letter has arrived."

"What's the matter?" Ji Wanghuai was reading a book, there were only the two of them in the room, and the incense burner in the corner was floating with a faint fragrance, which was supposed to refresh the mind, but Yu Jiang felt a little flustered in his heart.

"Sihe...something happened." Yu Jiang hesitated for a while, then said softly.

"Pa—" This is the sound of the scroll being placed heavily on the table, "When?"

Although Ji Wanghuai's tone was still the same as before, Yu Jiang could still hear something was wrong, and he blamed himself in his heart, as expected, he had still underestimated the position of this Mr. Si in the heart of His Highness the Second Highness.

"Today... at noon..." Yu Jiang licked his dry lips. He had expected everything that would happen next. As expected, the room suddenly became quiet. After a long while, Ji Wanghuai asked: "What is the secret letter at noon?" Just report now."

"The subordinate is dereliction of duty." Yu Jiang knew that it was better to admit his mistake than justify at this time.

"Go and receive the punishment yourself." Ji Wanghuai held the scroll in one hand and said without raising his head, "Is Si He serious?"

"I stabbed in the lower abdomen, and said it was bleeding profusely..." Before he finished speaking, Ji Wanghuai stood up suddenly, "It hurts like this! Why didn't you report it!"

"This subordinate is dereliction of duty." Yu Jiang secretly complained in his heart, he did not expect the Second Highness to care so much about this friend.

"Get the carriage ready," Ji Wanghuai took a deep breath, "I want to enter the palace."