Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

After going downstairs, Zhao Fushuang responded casually with a few greetings from the crowd, turned over and sat on the window, staring out the window in a daze.

The wind and snow in the stone forest outside was still the same, the wind was howling like a gust of wind, and the wind and snow that covered the sky and the sun fell.

The stone forest was buried in a snowstorm, it was dark and low, and only the bamboo poles guarding the stone house could be seen standing motionless in the snowstorm.

The violent snowstorm was overwhelming, and the bamboo house was freezing to the bone, so it was inevitable to use magic power to resist the cold.

Everyone's mood was more or less dull, and the whole bamboo house was a little silent.

Yun Jian got up and stood by the window and sighed: "Why is there such a big snowstorm all of a sudden?"

Yun Xuchuan walked behind his back: "This day is always changeable, but we have been here for so long, today is the weirdest."

Zhao Fushuang used to look at the wind and snow in a depressed mood, but now she has a complex emotion of anger, grievance and throbbing from time to time.

She was still drunk, and fell into a dream again in the chaos.

There were sounds of killing and cutting everywhere in the dream, it was difficult to distinguish specific people and things, it was chaotic and sad.

Waking up from the dream, she wiped off the sweat from her head, panting heavily.

After panting, she took out the wine jug, but a jug of wine went in, and the chaotic state reappeared.

There was a sound of killing and cutting in the dream, and she saw four different weapons flying in the sky, followed by blood flowing into the sky and the earth.

Instead, the screen changed.

Different from the blurry one before, an old man with white beard and hair and wounds all over his body was bound in the void by chains with thick arms.

A mysterious black cloud in a square shape came from the blue void, and engulfed the old man as it circulated.

"Well, no!" Zhao Fushuang desperately wanted to get closer to the black cloud, but she couldn't move. She watched helplessly as the old man was swallowed up by the black cloud.

In an instant, the mysterious black cloud was like a devil who had eaten delicious food, and while smiling triumphantly, he spat out the chains that bound the old man.

"Yeah." Zhao Fu sobbed bitterly in her voice, tears wet her entire cheek, "Grandpa, grandpa!"

"Sister, sister, wake up?"

Abao shook Zhao Fushuang's arms, but he couldn't wake him up.

Seeing this, everyone gathered around except Sui Mian and Xiong Dalang who were meditating.

Yun Jian probed Zhao Fushuang's pulse: "It's not life-threatening, it's just a nightmare."

Yun Xuchuan frowned: "What's the matter with her, she seems to have been trapped by dreams."

Zheng Jianing thought about it: "It's not just a dream, after entering this tearful realm, she is completely wrong, gloomy and reticent."

Yun Xuchuan: "Isn't she such a temper?"

"That's not true." Zheng Jianing said one thing at a time, "She has a poisonous mouth and acts out of control, but she is still quite optimistic. Whether she is beating or being beaten, she is arrogant, but she came into this tearful situation. After that, it was obvious that she was much sadder."

Yun Xuchuan frowned, he could naturally see that Zhao Fushuang was very depressed, and she didn't like to socialize with everyone when she was free, he thought her temper was so dull.

Yue Lai said: "Is it because of worrying about the danger in the stone house? After all, she is just a girl. I heard that her cultivation level is not high. Some fears are normal."

After Yue Lai finished speaking, everyone silently looked at her.

Yue Lai was puzzled: "Did I say something wrong?"

Xiao Wu said: "I'm afraid this point is not true, Miss Zhao doesn't seem to be afraid."

Zheng Jianing: "...Dalang and I were arrested by her to make up the money."

Even Yue Hua lowered her brows and said, "She's not afraid of trouble, she likes to stand by and use others as a backstop. If something happens to all of us, she'll be fine."

Hearing this, Princess Yuelai froze, Yuehua lowered her eyes and hurriedly said: "Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't mean you, it must be your luck that you escaped alive this time."

Yue Lai said sadly: "I know, I can come out alive this time, but the others stay inside forever. Although everyone won't say it, they must inevitably guess that I did something wrong."

"I'm afraid it's useless to explain this kind of thing. I only know that if I could turn back time, I would trade myself for any of them!"

Yun Jian smiled and said: "Princess, don't think too much, you are sympathetic to the world, and everyone in the Junwu Continent knows that you came back from a serious injury to save your companion, and everyone can see it."

Yuehua: "Yes sister, no one would think that way, it's important that you take care of yourself."

Yuelai stood up lonely and stood alone in front of the window, looking out at the black snowstorm with tears in her eyes.

Yun Jian's eyes swept across Yun Xuchuan.

Yun Xuchuan silently glanced at Zhao Fushuang who was still struggling to break free in his dream, finally got up and came to Yuelai's side, standing shoulder to shoulder with her.

Yue Lai looked back, "Your Highness."

As the words fell, teardrops rolled down her pale cheeks, and her slender eyelashes were wet with moisture. She was indescribably pitiful in this overwhelming wind and snow.

Yun Xuchuan felt pity in his heart, "There is no need to be sad. Since you have chosen the trial, life and death are up to each person. You have done your best to have a clear conscience. There will still be doubts that should come. Why bother to be disturbed by those doubts."

Yue Lai shook her head: "Your Highness doesn't understand. I'm sad not because I have a guilty conscience, but because I've known them for more than a hundred years. The death of any of them seems to have ripped out my heart."

"You are the most honorable princess in a country. Emphasizing love and righteousness is a blessing for all people, but too much sentimentality may not be a good thing."

"Yue Lai has been taught." Yue Lai looked back, facing Shang Yun Xu Chuan's dark eyes, the beautiful eyes were full of anticipation, "But, does Your Highness believe me?"

Yun Xuchuan looked out the window with his dark eyes: "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, I don't look at the process, only the result."

"Yue Lai knows!" Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Yue Lai looked at Yun Xuchuan with clear eyes and smiled brightly, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your comfort."

Seeing this, the corners of Yun Xuchuan's lips were also stained with a three-point smile, "The princess can open it if she wants."

At this time, Zhao Fushuang's coughing sound came from over there, and she woke up.

Yue Lai hesitated and asked, "Why don't you go and have a look, Your Highness?"

Yun Xuchuan glanced at Zhao Fushuang who was coughing desperately, "I won't go, a disagreement will cause a dispute."

He was indeed inexplicably angry at the moment. It was not the first time she was trapped in a dream, but she kept sleeping every time. She was really rebellious by nature, not worthy of sympathy!

Over there, Zheng Jianing scolded: "Is there something wrong with you? Why do you keep sleeping when you are obviously having nightmares all the time? You are a cultivator, how many nights of sleep do you lack? Also, what do you do with your heart? How much does it take to be entangled in nightmares and unable to sleep at night?"

Zhao Fushuang finally stopped coughing, her eyes were dull, she stretched out her hand to wipe away the big teardrops on her face, she convulsed heart-piercingly!
Why do you still sleep when you know you are in pain?

Probably I just want to know what I am dreaming about, and what these dreams indicate!
She always had a feeling that as she entered the stone house more and more times, her memories of the past became clearer.

This time, she even remembered that the dream was a picture of an old man with white beard and hair dying.

In the dream, she was in heart-piercing pain.

grandfather!

Is it Shuang'er's grandfather who told her to go back to take medicine?
Is the black cloud engulfing Grandpa a nightmare of hers or did it really happen? ! (end of this chapter)