The tyrant opposite the door

Chapter 805 817: Advance and retreat are sins

When people are alive, they don't have much feeling, they just think about the distance, and the distance.

Even if her death in the previous life was not caused by Sikong Yan, but in the end it was because of him, Yun Ran actually respected him a little bit.

Especially after Si Kongyan married Mu Qinlan and took Gu Shuxuan in, she was even more unwilling to have anything to do with him.

Even, after her life was consummated, with a husband and son, and a happy life, she even lost the thought of revenge a lot.

She can be resurrected from the dead, who can guarantee that there is no cause and effect in this world?
If so, she hopes that she can let go of the past and accumulate blessings for her children.

Therefore, in the past few years, she did not take revenge on Gu Shuxuan and Cheng Guogong's family, but just watched them die by themselves.

Whether it's the Chengguo mansion who was squeezed out, or Gu Shuxuan who would rather be a concubine in order to pursue true love, life is actually difficult, and she doesn't need to do anything at all. Such a life is the best for those who are struggling. severe punishment.

However, even so, Yun Ran never imagined that Sikong Yan would be the first to leave this world.

After returning to Guanju Palace, sitting on the warm kang, Yun Ran's thoughts were still a little unspeakably sad, and he fell asleep in a drowsy state.

In the dream, Si Kongyan's smiling face suddenly appeared, looking at her with a shallow and gentle smile as before.

Under the shrouding of the white mist, that handsome face became even more outstanding. The white mist had black hair and piercing eyes.

Suddenly, Pang Shuyi's face appeared next to Sikong Yan. She looked at her with uncontrollable hatred and a ferocious smile on her face, like a madman.

Yun Ran was taken aback by her ferocious look, and couldn't help turning pale, but then remembered that she had done nothing wrong, and almost subconsciously straightened her spine and stared back fiercely.

Whether it's Pang Shuyi, Mu Qinlan, or Gu Shuxuan, she has a clear conscience.

"Gu Yunran, I'm already dead, will you still be far away? You and I are not normal people, I'm dead, how many good days do you think you will have?"

Pang Shuyi's words were like a magic voice piercing her ears, which gave Yunran a headache.

In the white mist, Si Kongyan seemed to sense something, and followed Yunran's gaze to the side, but saw nothing.

Yunran held her head, and watched Sikong Yan take a step forward, as if she was going to get close to him, but when she stepped out of the white mist, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Face after face flashed in her dream.

Yun Ran sat up abruptly, but met Sikong Mu Sheng's worried face.

With cold sweat all over her head, Yun Ran felt her body go limp, sat up suddenly and almost fell back, thanks to Sikong Mu Sheng's quick eyesight and quick hands, he immediately hugged her, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Hearing Sikong Musheng's eager voice, Yunran realized that her heart was beating unbelievably fast, she subconsciously held her heart, and said, "I'm fine, I'm having a nightmare."

It was only when he spoke that he realized that his voice was weak.

Sikong Mu Sheng looked Yun Ran up and down, and felt that her face was a bit pale, so he wanted to call the imperial doctor, but Yun Ran stopped him, "I'm fine, but I just had a nightmare, talk to me."

Sikong Mu Sheng nodded, looking at Yunran like this, he always felt a little flustered, he hugged her tightly, "What do you want to say?"

Yun Ran was full of words, but he didn't know how to speak, and after a while he said, "How did Sikong Yan die?"

Sikong Mu Sheng's expression tightened slightly when he heard Yunran's words. Although he knew that Yunran had some affection for Sikongyan, seeing the news of Sikongyan's death in battle, she actually fell into a coma all afternoon. He was terrified.

She woke up, but asked him about Si Kongyan first, feeling a little unspeakably blocked in her heart.

"What I told Zheng Tong to pass on is true, and I didn't lie to you." Sikong Mu Sheng even heard a bit of anger in his voice.

Yun Ran seemed not aware of Sikong Mu Sheng's unhappiness, and said in a daze, "Really?"

Thinking of Sikong Yan's smiling face in the dream, Yunran always felt weird.

"Of course." Sikong Mu Sheng raised his voice slightly.

Yun Ran turned to look at him in astonishment, only to belatedly realize that Sikong Mu Sheng seemed a little displeased.

He said that he was a jealous jar all day long, so why wasn't he?
Leaning against him and sitting up, Yun Ran said, "I had a strange dream. I dreamed of Si Kong Yan, who also beat Pang Shuyi violently."

Thinking of Pang Shuyi's words, Yun Ran shivered all over, and couldn't help but tighten Sikong Mu Sheng's hand.

Sensing that Yun Ran's expression was not right, Sikong Mu Sheng didn't remember eating. He covered her cold hands with both hands, and said, "Why are your hands so cold? I'm not afraid of anyone when I dream, I'm here."

Yun Ran looked at Sikong Mu Sheng and said suddenly, "Do you still remember Pang Shuyi's ability to foretell?"

of course I remember!

Sikong Musheng looked at Yunran, as if asking her, why are you mentioning this?
Yun Ran looked into Sikong Mu Sheng's eyes, and said with determination: "She has the ability to predict, and I can predict her dreams. Mu Sheng, she smiled at me in the dream, and said: She is already dead, and I still have the ability to predict her dreams." Is it far?"

Sikong Mu Sheng's face lost all color in an instant, his whole body seemed to be frozen, and he looked at Yunran with a bit of horror in his eyes.

Seeing him like this, Yun Ran wanted to force a smile, but found that his face was very stiff, and finally had to say: "This is a dream..."

Sikong Musheng gambled the rest of the words into his mouth. The fierce and domineering kiss seemed to swallow up Yunran's unlucky words, trying to cover up his uneasiness and panic.

For some reason, Sikong Mu Sheng just felt scared.

He was afraid of what Yunran would say next, and he didn't want to hear it.

I don't know how long it took before Yun Ran was let go by Sikong Mu Sheng. Perhaps it was because of the kiss that he felt a little warmth in his body, and his cold hands and feet began to warm up.

The rest, no matter what, he couldn't say it to Sikong Mu Sheng's face.

No one mentioned Sikong Yan or Pang Shuyi anymore. This night, Yun Ran curled up in Sikong Mu Sheng's arms and fell asleep.

Si Kongyan's death in battle is undoubtedly surprising news. The general who fought in the front is still doing well, but the general who escorted the grain and grass in the back was attacked and killed.

Sikong Muqi even went to the palace to ask for an explanation.

If Sikong Muqi made such a fuss, it would make people think that Sikong Yan's death might not be a war death, but man-made.

After all, Sikong Mu Sheng and Sikong Mu Qi are enemies.

The bloody storm in the court hall made Sikong Mu Sheng's expression very ugly.

And the Huachao Festival is coming, how can the palace banquet be held at this stall?

If you don't open it, others will say you have a guilty conscience.

Open, others will tell the bad news and still have fun.

It is a sin to advance or retreat.

　There is one more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)