Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 122 Nightmare
He was not injured, and the blood on the brocade robe was splashed on him by others.I don't know if her dress was dirty when I hugged her just now.

When she raised her head, Xinmeng had already gone far.Xiao Lang stared at the slender figure until she turned into the bushes, then turned and went to the palace where he usually stayed.

As soon as she returned to the Xibian Hall, Xinmeng let out a heavy breath, and lay down on the soft couch beside the bed regardless of her image.

"Miss, get up!" Song Chun yelled, reaching out to pull her.

"I'm so tired, I need to take a rest, Songchun, go do your own thing and leave me alone." Xinmeng closed her eyes, and waved away Songchun.

Song Chun frowned: "Miss, if you want to rest, you have to change your clothes first. Take a look at your skirt, it's already rubbed blood on the Eighth Prince's robe. It's so dirty!"

Hearing this, Xin Meng jumped up from the soft couch: "Where is it dirty?"

Songchun pointed to several places on Xinmeng's body: "Here...here...and here..."

Couldn't help crying out, Xinmeng hurriedly told Songchun: "Go and prepare hot soup, I want to take a bath and change clothes."

"Yes, miss, this servant will go get ready now." Song Chun snickered as she walked out.I knew that the lady who loved cleanliness couldn't stand the blood on her dress, and it was other people's blood.

While Songchun was preparing hot soup, Xinmeng walked up and down the room restlessly.

Why did she feel that Xiao Lang's white clothes were fluffy and spotless just now, like a banished immortal?
In her previous life, she didn't have any obsession with cleanliness. After being reborn, she often dreamed of the blood-stained scene of dying in her previous life. Gradually, some shadows appeared in her heart, and she felt disgusted with blood.

After bathing in the fragrant soup and changing into clean clothes, Xinmeng felt comfortable all over, and fell asleep soon after lying on the soft couch.

Song Chun shook her head lightly, and brought a thin quilt to cover Xin Meng's body to prevent her from being blown by the night wind and getting cold.Then, she took an embroidery frame and sat in front of the soft couch to embroider a brocade handkerchief.

Ordinary people who are accustomed to holding swords are generally unable to do delicate work such as embroidery, but Songchun is different.She is talented and intelligent. She has been practicing martial arts with her master since she was a child. When she entered the general's mansion, she had already practiced martial arts for five years.Later, the master sneaked into the general's mansion to teach her from time to time.At other times, she practiced secretly by herself.

During the day, besides serving the eldest lady, she also contacted embroidery when she was free. As time passed, her popularity became better and better.This is also one of the reasons why Xinmeng entrusted Ruyi Embroidery Workshop to her.

It was a quiet night with a breezy night.

Xinmeng, who was sleeping on the soft couch, gradually became irritable, with an expression of anxiety and fear on her face, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Don't!" She murmured, "Don't come here..." Her voice grew louder.

In the dream, Xinmeng stares in horror at Xiao Yi who keeps approaching her.His whole body was covered in blood, as if his poisoned eyes were tightly locked on her, as if he wanted to dismantle her to pieces and devour her at any time.

"Miss?" Sensing something wrong, Song Chun put down the embroidery frame and came over to check, calling her softly, but Xin Meng still closed her eyes tightly, trapped in a nightmare.

"Give me back my fairy!" Xiao Yi in the dream had a ferocious expression, his eyes began to bleed, and the black blood flowed down his cheeks into two meandering streams, "You poisonous woman, give me back my fairy! Quickly give me back my fairy!" Son!……"

He roared wildly, stretched out his hands to her neck, and grabbed her hard.

(End of this chapter)