The husband is actually time-traveling!

Huo Xiang understood almost instantly that this was an erotic dream.

It's just that this dream is a little too real.

It was probably the twelfth lunar month of winter, and I could vaguely hear the howling of the cold wind outside, mixed with the suppressed sounds.

Thick quilts were piled on the edge of the bed, and a warm fire was burning in the copper basin outside the tent. The flames swayed, washing away layers of waves and shadows on the gauze tent.

The two people's long black hair was intertwined in strands, making it difficult to separate them.

"Is it cold?"

Huo Xiang heard himself asking in her ear, with a lazy and gentle smile in his slightly panting tone. Without waiting for the girl to answer, he bit the round and lovely earlobe.

This obviously aroused the girl's displeasure. The owner of the back let out a small exclamation, supported the mattress, struggled to turn around and push him away.

Huo Xiang let go of Jingying's earlobe, raised his upper body slightly, and moved away so that she couldn't push him.

This made the girl so angry that she gave up her struggle and buried her head in the quilt, saying in a hoarse voice: "Get out of here!"

This voice sounds familiar, Huo Xiang thought in his dream.

"Are you really angry? My fault, my fault." He apologized hurriedly, reached out to tuck the girl's long hair, and held her shoulders to make her face him.

"Okay, it's convenient now, isn't it? You can hit or pinch whatever you want..."

Turning around, Huo Xiang met the girl's beautiful eyes that were sparkling yet sullen, and recognized her.

The surprise didn't seem so surprising.

It turned out to be Ah Mi.

Huo Xiang's face turned red and he wanted to avoid her sight.

Under the violent ups and downs of emotions, he remembered what he was dreaming about again, and what he saw before him was all fake.

Calm down, it's just a dream.

Calm down, even if it wasn't a dream, Ah Mi is still his beautiful wife, there is nothing wrong with her.

Be calm, be generous in your dreams, have a good experience, don't be timid, go up and be bold!
Huo Xiang kept persuading himself this way, but in fact, he felt extremely guilty, as if he had done something blasphemous and rebellious.

The scene in front of him gradually blurred, Huo Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, and almost fled into the next dream.

Perhaps due to the influence of psychological fluctuations, countless bright and dark scenes pop up, but before people can see what they are, they move on to the next one.

Huo Xiang felt like he was looking for something, but he couldn't find it. Finally, the scene in front of him stopped in the sound of drums and shengs and chimes. He was wearing a red dress embroidered with gold thread, riding a horse. Standing on a tall horse, looking at the Grand Golden Palace paved with glazed green tiles...
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It was still early, and the inside and outside of the inn were already busy.

People selling breakfast, people greeting people, people pulling cattle and driving chickens... Huo Xiang was woken up all the time.

He rested on the soft bed for a while, and his mind began to replay the beautiful dream of last night.

Real, so real.

He can still remember all the details clearly.

The bed curtains are milky white, and the bedding is yellow and pink...

"The effect of yesterday's medicine was too strong!" Huo Xiang muttered and kicked off the quilt. Unexpectedly, he didn't find any difference between himself and yesterday morning.

Not believing in evil, Huo Xiang secretly lifted the blanket and took a quick peek inside the quilt.

He didn't feel wrong. Although his dream last night was fragrant, his power was still languishing and never rose. "How is this possible!" Huo Xiangsheng looked at the roof helplessly.

At this point, his confidence in the medical skills and medicines of this world plummeted.

I spent so much money to hire a doctor and medicine for Wan Yanjing, but I couldn't cure her.

It would be fine to say that Wanyan Jing's condition was complicated, but he himself had just a minor problem, so why couldn't he be cured?

Damn it, feudal society is harming me!

Huo Xiang put on his clothes lightly, put on a disguise on his face in the mirror, walked out of the screen, and came to Wanyanjing's bedside. He originally planned to take a casual look and leave, but found that Wanyanjing looked pale and pale. Dan, his eyes were closed tightly, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he was muttering something softly, as if he was having a nightmare.

After struggling for a while, Huo Xiang decided to wake her up.

"Ah Mi, wake up, your dreams are all fake."

"Wake up, wake up! Wake up!"

After patting her shoulder and calling her name for a long time, Wanyan Jing slowly opened her eyes.

The unfocused, beautiful peach blossom eyes looked at him, gradually overlapping with the pair of beautiful eyes in the dream. Huo Xiang was a little embarrassed. Just as he was about to move his eyes away to take a look at his goose girl, Huo Xiang caught a glimpse of Wanyan Jing from the corner of his eye. There seemed to be a flash of gold in his eyes.

Huo Xiang looked back, but the golden light had disappeared. The scene just now seemed like his illusion.

"When is it?" Wanyanjing asked softly with a hoarse voice.

"Just around the corner."

"Cai Mao Shi?" Wan Yanjing's feeble voice raised slightly, "Why are you calling me Mao Shi? Are you sick?"

She turned over and faced inside, her tone revealing her irritability.

"I...I'm seeing you having a nightmare. You're going to be scared to tears. Come on, tell me what you dreamed about. Just tell it."

"..."

"Whatever do you want for breakfast? I'll buy it for you."

"You're really annoyed, can you get out?" Wanyanjing closed her eyes tightly and pulled the quilt over her head, wishing she could go deaf.

In my dream just now, I was dreaming about Huo Xiang, who was sixteen or seventeen years old, performing his famous sword technique 'Lingxi' in the forest. I immediately finished watching it, but was woken up by this guy in reality. Wanyanjing had the desire to kill someone. .

She even doubted whether Huo Xiang knew that she was stealing from her in her dream, so she bothered her desperately.

I wonder if she can catch up with her previous dream now that she falls asleep again.

Huo Xiang finally became quiet, but he seemed to be standing beside her bed and didn't leave. He didn't know what he was doing.

Do whatever you like, as long as you don't disturb her from sleeping.

Wan Yanjing concentrated on sinking her consciousness, constantly chanting "Lingxi" in her heart, thinking about the moves she just saw, trying to pull herself into the dream again.

Her persistence in the Lingxi Sword Art made her miss a good show.

Huo Xiang, who was standing behind her, stood helpless and blushed at her words of "Get out!"

(End of this chapter)