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Chapter 113 To Dream
In the middle of the night, the first moon is like a bow.

The spirit guards in the Zongfu were drowsy, and the white curtains fluttered in the wind.

The wick of the ever-burning lamp in front of the coffin was twisted quite long, and the flame danced slightly.The sound of chanting is accompanied by the sound of magic instruments, and the blessing of compassion seems to be able to extradite the dead to heaven.

Jiang Nuan sat up suddenly, covering his chest with his hands, cold sweat dripping on his forehead.

The bell was alert, hurriedly came in from the outside, and lit the candles.

"Miss, are you dreaming?" Bell hung up one side of the bed curtain and asked in a low voice.

Jiang Nuan turned to look at her, still gasping for breath, her face was not very pretty, pale.

"Miss, don't be afraid," Ling Dang wiped Jiang Nuan's sweat with a silk cloth, "do you want some warm water?"

Jiang Nuan grabbed her hand and said: "Help me get dressed, I'm going out."

Ling Dang looked at the dark sky outside, comforted Jiang Nuan and said, "It's midnight, where is the girl going? Let's calm down and talk about it after dawn."

"No," Jiang Nuan shook her head and said, "I just dreamed about Tianbao, and he asked me to save him quickly."

"The girl really had a dream. The little marquis has gone, and everyone is sad. The girl has been taking care of him these days, so naturally she can't let it go. It is reasonable to have such a dream." Ling Dang whispered softly, her stability, Even Xu Chunjun felt ashamed.

"No, that dream was too real." Jiang Nuan couldn't listen to Ling Dang's words at all, and Zong Tianbao in the dream stood in front of her alive, holding Jiang Nuan's hand, repeatedly telling her to come and save herself.

"Girl, listen to me, the little marquis is dead now, and he has invited an eminent monk to perform deeds, how are you going to save him?" Now Jiang Nuan has only Ling Dang by her side, so of course she has to be extra careful to protect her young lady , "You just woke up from a dream, so it's inevitable that you are uneasy. But think about it, the young master has gone after all, this is true."

Ling Dang said, turned around and poured a cup of warm water for Jiang Nuan.

Jiang Nuan held the cup with both hands, but couldn't drink it down, the dream lingered in her heart.

Jiang Nuan clenched her lower lip, closed her eyes hard, and shook her head.

"No, I have to go and have a look, otherwise I won't be at ease for the rest of my life." Jiang Nuan handed the cup back to Bell, and the water in it spilled out, soaking their sleeves. "What do you think, girl? The coffin has been closed now." Bell grabbed Jiang Nuan and prevented her from going out.

"Although it's already closed, it hasn't been nailed on after all! I'll remove the coffin lid to see if he hasn't come to life, then it's okay." Jiang Nuan said.

"Girl, girl! Don't do it! If you rush in like this, the family will definitely blame you. Who wants to open the coffin when the coffin is dead? Besides, the lid of the coffin is so heavy that two grown men can't remove it." , let alone you and me." Ling Ding knew that the coffin of the young master was made of thousand-year-old iron wood, which was eight inches thick and extremely heavy.

Ling Dang has said so many things in one breath in her life, but Jiang Nuan is determined to go no matter what.

"Girl!" Ling Dang really had no choice but to kneel at the door of the room, crying and persuading, "This servant refuses to let you go, of course it is selfish. The young master is gone, and the clan is certainly without a successor." , but the girl has no hope in her life because of this. But no matter what, you are a hero to the Zong family, and they have to treat you kindly at any time. But if you make a fuss like this, the Zong family will definitely not be happy. The miss lost the Zong family because of this Happy, it’s really worth the candle.”

"Ling Dang, I don't care about credit or not, whether I like it or not." Jiang Nuan tugged at the corner of her mouth, "If this dream I had was true, it would be great. If it's just my wishful thinking, Then it's right to be blamed. Don't stop me anymore, you can't stop me either. "

Seeing her like this, Ling Dang could only wipe away her tears and stand up, and said: "Since Miss has made up her mind, no matter it is a mountain of swords or a sea of ​​fire, this servant will accompany you."

When the master and servant came to the mourning hall, the night watchman was very surprised, and the steward came forward and asked Jiang Nuan, "Miss Jiang, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"Steward Wang, can you bring someone to remove the lid of Tianbao's coffin for me to see?" Jiang Nuan said.

"Oh, God, this can't be done!" Hearing this, the steward's legs went limp with fright, "Miss Jiang, I know how you feel, but you can't be resurrected after death, and you can't disturb the peace of the dead. Big taboo!"

"I dreamed that Tianbao was saved, and he asked me to save him." Jiang Nuan said, "If you are undecided, you can report to Lord Hou and Madam, and say that I am determined to do so."

"Miss Jiang! Auntie! Please, please don't embarrass us servants. It's the middle of the night, how can you disturb Lord Hou and Madam!" Jiang Nuan almost knelt down in charge.

Although Jiang Nuan is not a member of the clan, she is indeed very kind to the clan.He knew this in his heart, so even though Jiang Nuan's request was too much, he didn't say anything disrespectful.

"If I don't open the coffin lid today, I will kill myself here." Jiang Nuan knew that it would be difficult for her to achieve what she wanted, so she had to threaten her with death.

When she came out, she brought a dagger with her. This dagger was passed down from her grandfather. It was simple but extremely sharp.

Seeing that she put the dagger across her neck with determination, and a bright red line of blood snaked down immediately, the manager knew that Jiang Nuan was not joking.

So he quickly comforted him: "Girl, please don't be reckless, just wait, I'll report it right away."

Even if Jiang Nuan forced him to die, he could not open Zong Tianbao's coffin on his own initiative.

But if Jiang Nuan really committed suicide, not only he can't explain it, but also the Zong family can't explain it.So under the balance of the two, I don't care whether to disturb or not, I still have to report to Lord Hou and Madam and let them make up their minds.

In fact, how can Zonghou Ye and his wife sleep soundly?

It's just that I was so sad that I even cried out my tears, so I could only suffer silently in the dark.

Hearing what the steward said, the couple got up and rushed to the place where the coffin was parked.

The two sisters of the Zong family also lived in the mansion these days, and they hurried over when they heard about it.

"A Nuan, put down the knife quickly! If you have anything to say, speak slowly." When Mrs. Zong and the others arrived, Jiang Nuan's plain clothes were stained red with blood.

"Uncle, aunt, I just dreamed that Tianbao asked me to rescue him. He must have woken up. Open the coffin and let him breathe." Jiang Nuan said and stabbed deeper with the dagger.

If she doesn't do this, the Zong family will hesitate.

"Good boy, we'll listen to you, don't be impulsive anymore." Master Zong was afraid that Jiang Nuan might make a mistake, so he immediately agreed to her.

(End of this chapter)