After marrying wrongly, I became the general's white moonlight

Chapter 197 A Scary Dream

Murong Qing panicked after receiving this news, and hurriedly went to Pei Mo to discuss countermeasures.

Pei Mo reassured her, explaining that the second prince's position in the court was still unstable, even if he dared to attack him, he would still have to consider the hundreds of thousands of soldiers at the frontiers of the court's veterans.

But Murong Qing was still worried, and followed Pei Mo's side every step of the way.

Pei Mo couldn't help laughing, but she felt warm in his heart, so he let her follow.

At night, when Murong Qing was pregnant, she was prone to sleepiness, and she yawned again and again as soon as the candles were lit in the room.

Pei Mo carried her to the bed, and tucked her in the quilt thoughtfully, "Go to bed first, and I'll come when I finish handling the rest of the official documents."

Murong Qing pursed his lips, tugged on Pei Mo's sleeve and muttered, "Would you like to see it tomorrow?"

Pei Mo took her delicate hand, stroked it gently, and coaxed softly, "There are not many official documents left, and they will be finished soon. Sleep well and be obedient."

"Okay then, you have to hurry up." Murong Qing responded with a flat mouth.

"it is good."

Pei Mo got up and put down the gauze curtain beside the bed, and then sat down at the desk to deal with the backlog of official documents in the past few days.

But after a while, Pei Mo noticed that the breathing in the tent was gradually steady and slow, and lightly carried a pile of bamboo slips to the low wooden case by the window, and changed the position to deal with the official documents, so as not to disturb the little girl on the bed with the shaking candlelight. human sleep.

A comfortable life will breed laziness. Rao, even a self-disciplined person like Pei Mo becomes indulgent in front of Murong Qing. Now it's all right, and he didn't deal with official documents for a few days, and the bamboo slips piled up on the case would become a hill .

The carved wooden window was only half open, and the moonlight was faintly shining into the room. The lights were like beans, and Pei Mo buried his head in annotating official documents.

Little did they know that in the Second Prince's Mansion, a group of well-trained secret guards leaped onto the roof one after another, and attacked the General's Mansion on Donghua Street.

Flying over the eaves and walls, stepping on tiles and eaves, the low-hanging knife tip glows coldly.

The breeze blew up the black hair hanging from his shoulders, and sent the abnormality to Pei Mo's ears.

Pei Mo raised his stern eyes, and at this moment, a poisoned flying knife struck at him with lightning speed.

Pei Mo twisted his waist, and the throwing knife stuck straight into the pillar behind him.

Pei Mo jumped out of the window, closed the half window, leaped up to the eaves, and brought the battlefield away from Murong Qing's wing.

Those hidden guards aimed directly at Pei Mo, regardless of where the battlefield was.

Pei Mo had a firewood chopping knife in his hand at some point, and dodged the cold arrow from the hidden guard. A ruthless streak flashed in his eyes, and he twisted the neck of the closest hidden guard with his backhand.

There was silence in the general's mansion, and no one noticed such a loud noise, and he was probably fainted long ago.

Pei Mo had no choice but to mediate with dozens of hidden guards alone.

Here Murong Qing was whispering in his sleep, calling Pei Mo's name, but there was no response for a while, so the person on the bed woke up slowly.

When he got up, he found that the room was pitch black. He opened the gauze curtain and looked around, but there was no shadow of Pei Mo anywhere.

She panicked and shouted, "Pei Mo, where are you?"

There was no way to see her fingers in the room, her own anxious call echoed, other than that there was no other sound, Murong Qing's heart sank.

He got out of bed without even his shoes on, and ran out stumbling, "Pei Mo, where are you!"

Pushing open the door, the yard in front was on fire, and the monstrous flame opened its mouth like a fire dragon, mercilessly devouring everything in the General's Mansion.

The scene in front of her made Murong Qing's blood flow backwards, her heart seemed to be pulled out of her chest forcefully, the scene in front of her seemed to overlap with the deepest heart-piercing at the end of her soul.

The woman in front of the door had a face ashen ashes, her face was full of panic, her round eyes were protruding, an arrow was stuck in her heart, and the blood under her body flowed into a stream.

The woman who kept watch at night was dead, and the courtyard was full of corpses.

"Pei Mo, where are you?"

Murong Qing's voice was trembling, she yelled helplessly, and rushed forward with her eyes closed.

There are fires all around, and the scorching breath creates heat waves, and the tongues of fire lick the pillars and eaves.

The sound of something hitting the flesh came from far away, Murong Qing rushed over hearing the sound, "Pei Mo!"

In the flames, Pei Mo was kneeling on the ground covered in blood, his body was full of arrows, his head was hanging down, and a burly man beside him raised a hatchet, and he was about to chop off Pei Mo's head...

"no, do not want!"

She jumped off the bed, screaming loudly.

Murong Qing, who hadn't realized that the scene just now was just a nightmare, was about to throw off the quilt and get out of bed to look for Pei Mo.

The hoarse exclamation was like a big hand, hurting Pei Mo's heart, and he came to the bed in three steps at a time.

"Qing'er, Qing'er, I'm here, don't be afraid!"

Pei Mo circled Murong Qing, seeing the cold sweat on her head and the tearful eyes of despair, her heart ached so much that she could only repeat over and over again that I was there.

"Pei Mo! You scared me to death!"

Murong Qing choked with sobs, and touched Pei Mo's face with both hands up and down, until he confirmed that Pei Mo was still a living person, then threw himself into his strong arms and cried loudly.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a dream, it's all fake, I'm here!"

Pei Mo felt that he was going to have a heart attack, so he hugged her on his lap in distress, and patted her trembling back like coaxing a child.

After crying for an unknown amount of time, Murong Qing's eyes were too dry to shed any more tears, even so, she was still so frightened by the nightmare that she choked from time to time.

Pei Mo also lay on the bed at some point, with strong iron arms around her, wrapping her in the quilt and coaxing her in a low voice.

The two hugged each other like this until the sky turned white.

After crying just now, Murong Qing's voice was a little hoarse, and she said angrily, "Pei Mo, I'm so scared."

Afraid of being alone and helpless like in the previous life, falling into the abyss of despair, and never being able to climb out...

Pei Mo gently kissed her forehead, listening to her rambling about what she had found.

In fact, what she found was not much different from what Pei Mo himself knew, and she was worried that she would overthink it if she knew it, but with the current appearance, Pei Mo had no choice but to tell her all about her thoughts, which could also make her feel more at ease.

Pei Mo comforted, "Don't worry, you have to trust your husband, how could you, Murong Qing's man, be slaughtered so easily."

This inconsequential sentence made Murong Qing laugh, and his flustered heart calmed down a lot, "The Second Prince holds grudges very much, and he may still make the last struggle. I'm worried that he wants to drag you into trouble too."

Seeing that her mood was stable, Pei Mo felt relieved, and said, "The second prince doesn't have the guts to make dangerous moves."

His eyes were deep in thought, and he said, "If you really dragged me into the water, it must be that the current emperor and the second prince conspired to take me as a backstop."

Even Pei Mo himself fell silent after speaking, what if this is the case?
(End of this chapter)