Chapter 294 Bad luck is hard to know, dreams come from the heart

The darkness gradually dissipated, and Leng Xuanrong looked around blankly and found that there was nothing around.

Is it a dream?

She seems to be used to such gloomy and coldness. She doesn't need to think too much to know that this is just her dream.

Leng Xuanrong could feel a dull pain in her head, but she couldn't remember what had happened before and didn't know how to escape from this annoying dream. She knew that the emptyness in front of her was not real, and she knew that she should not stay here, but she could only stand still and wait for the dream to change.

Suddenly, someone flashed in the distance. Leng Xuanrong was a little scared, but she couldn't move and could only watch the figure approach little by little. The figure is like a faint thick fog, sometimes twisted and sometimes drifting. Leng Xuanrong had a bad feeling in her heart. When the figure was close, she saw the vague face of Brother Yan Liang.

It's just a dream.

Leng Xuanrong told herself this.

"Xuanrong...Xuanrong..."

When the sound sounded in Leng Xuanrong's ear, Leng Xuanrong couldn't wait to plug her ears immediately. She couldn't hear what the voice was like, but she was sure that it was definitely not the gentle tone of Brother Yan Liang. Such a call can only increase the fear in Leng Xuanrong's heart.

"Xuan Rong... Don't worry about me..."

This is just what Brother Yan Liang often says. Why did you think of this sentence? Is it to comfort yourself?

Leng Xuanrong was even more impatient. She locked her eyebrows and stared at the figure, but the figure swayed and gradually changed. Sure enough, it's just a boring dream, and I don't know how to wake up.

Thinking about it, the figure suddenly turned into Dou Haowei's appearance. He arched his hand and saluted with a gentle smile on his face. But suddenly, the smile disappeared again, and the voice sounded in my ear again, "Miss Xuan Rong, are you going to deceive me like this?"

Leng Xuanrong was stunned, and the thick fog floating in front of her swayed. The figure changed, and what appeared again was actually the appearance of Mr. Liang. Mr. Liang seemed to have returned to his bamboo courtyard. His face was surprisingly calm. He slowly turned his head and looked at Leng Xuanrong. A smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. His smile suddenly stopped. In an instant, a sharp sword appeared in his hand. Mr. Liang carried the sword, and his expression became extremely ferocious. His eyes were full of hatred and he stared at Leng Xuanrong fiercely.

These are all dreams.

Leng Xuanrong comforted herself like this, which made her not have to panic more about the scene in front of her. Her body trembled again, and Leng Xuanrong was extremely familiar with this feeling.

The figure changed again, and the face that appeared this time surprised Leng Xuanrong. The kind-looking old man turned out to be Mr. Zhang on the top of Zixia.

Mr. Zhang's eyes suddenly opened, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. Such a treacherous look should not appear on Mr. Zhang's face. Leng Xuanrong tried to recall whether he had seen such a smile somewhere and who had shown such a smile. Thinking of this, the figure really changed again. Leng Xuanrong blinked his eyes. This time, he saw clearly that the smile appeared on Mr. Wu Dou Yandong's face.

With treachery and cunning in the smile, who else would have a sanctimonious appearance and naturally show such a smile? Only Dou Yandong, who has poisoned Leng Xuanrong.

The figure gradually approached Leng Xuanrong, and the voice echoed again.

"Xuanrong girl, how are you?"

Leng Xuanrong shook her head, and she didn't need to pretend to be obedient in this dream. She knew that she deeply hated Dou Yandong in her heart, but she never asked him directly about the poisoning. The time had not yet come, so this matter could only be suppressed for the time being. No, Leng Xuanrong wants to answer like this. For those who bullied her in her previous life, she has tried her best to revenge in this life, but Leng Xuanrong has never thought about what to do with the hatred accumulated in this life. If the poisoning was only done by Dou Yandong to achieve his own purpose, Leng Xuanrong felt that she should not let him go. But he is his father's best friend...

The word "father" came out of Leng Xuanrong's mind, and the figure in front of him also changed.

Leng Xuanrong took a breath of cold air. I don't know when this figure became a clear human figure. His father's face was covered with blood, and his eyes stood in front of Leng Xuanrong with dull eyes.

Father, what's wrong with you, father... Leng Xuanrong wanted to run over and shout loudly, but everything was futile. She could only stand still and stare at it.

Blood flowed down from the top of his father's head little by little, and the figure was gradually stained with dark red by blood and fell back.

Father!

No... It's just a dream...

The bloody figure remained motionless, as if nothing would change. Leng Xuanrong was secretly relieved and only hoped that she would wake up quickly. But in a blink of an eye, there was only a sound on the ground. The blood-red figure squirmed and gradually turned into several blood-stained heads.

Leng Xuanrong can tell that one of the heads is herself. In addition to her, there are Du Yilin and An Pingzhi.

This annoying dream.

Leng Xuanrong felt a nausea and felt like she was about to spit out. At this time, he looked at An Pingzhi's eyes that suddenly opened, and the corners of his blood-stained mouth were slightly raised. Finally, he opened his mouth and called softly.

"Ceng Xuanrong...Ceng Xuanrong..."

"Hm..."

"Ceng Xuanrong...wake up..."

A feeling of turning over the river and the sea surged up, and Leng Xuanrong suddenly got up and spit it out. She kept vomiting until she couldn't spit anything else and stopped vomiting for a long time.

Leng Xuanrong was full of tears and buzzed in her head, but when she raised her head again, she was shocked to find that An Pingzhi was standing in the distance at a loss and looking down at the filth stained on his snow-white shirt.

Oh no...

This idea emerged in Leng Xuanrong's mind, and the scene in front of him suddenly diluted the dream just now.

Anpingzhi came to his senses after a long time, and immediately showed his helplessness and began to take off his clothes with his hands and feet. The wide robe was casually thrown by him near the bed under Leng Xuanrong, covering what she had just spit out. It seems that he doesn't want to wear this dress anymore. The waist seal of Liuyun pattern was also untied and thrown here by him, and then there were clothes inside. Finally, he took off only one long clothes and trousers left. An Pingzhi finally stopped.

He tied his trousers around the waist with a ribbon left in his hand, and then let the smooth silk gown cover it casually. After a little hesitation, he finally went to the window and opened all the rows of windows in the room.

The sun shone in, and An Pingzhi hurriedly hid in the innermost shade. He frowned and turned his head to look at Leng Xuanrong. Seeing her staring at him in a daze, he shouted angrily, "Are you sick? It's really dirty!"

Leng Xuanrong was stunned when she heard the words. Although she was still a little dizzy, she still got up from the bed quickly.

"Don't touch that! Come with me!" Seeing that Leng Xuanrong wanted to clean up the mess by himself, An Pingzhi hurriedly stopped her and waved hard to him to follow him.

Leng Xuanrong hesitated for a moment and slowly followed An Pingzhi out of the room.

The room where the two people drank tea was still filled with the fragrance of tea, and there were still fragments of tea and purple sand teapots on the ground. Leng Xuanrong knew that she must have fainted, but looking at the sky outside, it seemed that she had not fainted for a long time. Probably An Pingzhi took her to the bed inside to give her a rest.

Leng Xuanrong looked at An Pingzhi's back and couldn't help sighing in his heart. Unexpectedly, An Pingzhi usually looked a little sick and weak, but in fact he was very strong. A light silk dress reveals the lines of his body. Whether it is his arms or shoulders, it can be called tough and powerful, similar to Zeng Yanliang's back that Leng Xuanrong saw before.

Just when Leng Xuanrong could see his mind, An Pingzhi suddenly stopped. He stopped like this, which made Leng Xuanrong hit his back.

An Pingzhi frowned and turned to look at Leng Xuanrong, who covered her face, and said in a low voice, "What do you see so distracting?"

Leng Xuanrong was shocked and thought to himself, could it be that there were eyes behind An Pingzhi?

"No...No..."

Anping curled his lips, took Leng Xuanrong down from the second floor, picked up the oil paper umbrella, and hurriedly left the wooden building.

Leng Xuanrong has been following An Ping. From time to time, the two met the prime minister's family in the corridor. Although the family saluted them respectfully, Leng Xuanrong could see that they were surprised by An Pingzhi's dress. Thinking about it, the eldest son of the Prime Minister's mansion walked in the courtyard only in long clothes and trousers, which was really bad-of-menity. What's more, there was a Leng Xuanrong behind him.

Leng Xuanrong finally summoned up her courage and stopped and said in a loud voice, "The eldest son, I... I'll leave!"

After saying that, Leng Xuanrong turned around and was about to escape.

"Hight!" An Pingzhi wanted to stop Leng Xuanrong with an angry face, but Leng Xuanrong seemed to be a rabbit free from the shackles. Hearing An Pingzhi's cry, he immediately accelerated his speed and fled along the corridor.

An Pingzhi looked at Leng Xuanrong's figure and snorted. At this time, several people who were not wearing the clothes of the Prime Minister's family hurriedly arrived. They all showed fierce faces and asked An Pingzhi, "The eldest son, do you want us to take that girl back?"

An Pingzhi glanced at the speaker and said angrily, "Speak more!"

The man was scared and hurriedly retreated to the side.

Anping breathed a sigh of relief and slowly said, "You go to Wuming County now and find out the whereabouts of Zeng Yanliang. Whether you are alive or dead, you have to find out the sure news for me.

Several people seemed to be a little surprised when they heard the name "Zeng Yanliang", but then nodded neatly and replied, "Yes!"

After these people left, An Pingzhi's mouth picked up a smile. He whispered to himself, "How can you escape from my palm... Humph..."