Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 721 A Crazy Adult

Qu Changsheng gasped, turned around abruptly, and a man suddenly stood behind her, startled that the paper lantern in her hand also fell to the ground, a flame ignited, and she hurriedly stamped it out with her foot.

"Sorry!" Chang Sheng lowered his eyes, and said tremblingly: "Aunt Tang told the girl before that she could come to the study to read, so I came in. I disturbed my lord!"

She was so terrified because Aunt Tang told her that besides her patient, there was an even weirder patient in the house who had a bad temper and should be respected and loved. As for what illness...

It is a very serious madness. He likes to paint all day long, and no one can move his paintings.

Ying Zhou squinted his eyes, and saw her leaning on the bookshelf in fear, lowering her eyes, not looking at him.

Cowardly as a mouse.

He clicked his tongue lightly, turned around, and his voice didn't sound like he was on guard just now:
"After finding the book, go out."

Chang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, obviously this person is not so difficult to talk to.

It's just that sense of alienation, which seems to be felt far away from him.

Ying Zhou walked towards the table case, on which two candle lamps were lit, with a picture painted on it.

Chang Sheng didn't dare to look at him, then cast a glance at Dan Qing under the faint candlelight.

"Eh?" Surprised words slipped down her throat, and she covered her mouth and nose regretfully when she opened her mouth: "Sorry, my lord."

Ying Zhou stared at her, there was no displeasure on his gentle face, but there seemed to be a layer of frost between his brows and eyes:
"Do you know the person in the painting?"

Chang Sheng blinked, saw that he took the initiative to talk to him, and nodded politely: "I saw it in my dream, this is the last emperor of An Le Kingdom, right?"

Ying Zhou narrowed his eyes suddenly and stood up from the table.

Chang Sheng cowardly leaned against the bookshelf, wondering if it was his illusion, feeling that this man reacted a little excited after hearing her say that he had seen it in a dream.

After calming down his thoughts for a moment, Ying Zhou stepped forward to make his voice as calm and gentle as before:

"Dream? What did you dream about?"

The light in the room was even weaker, and the man standing in front of him looked dim.

Chang Sheng didn't dare to look up, but squinted at the picture scroll on the table.

The woman above is wearing a strong red dress and holding a flute, as if she is about to come alive from the painting.

And thinking about it again, she was wearing a dragon robe, sitting on the dragon couch, holding her child in her arms, with a sad and painful expression on her face.

She pursed her lips, not wanting to say, "I'm sorry—"

"I don't have much patience." A dagger was forced into her throat, and the man lowered his eyes, with the momentum that if you dare not say, I will kill you:
"Quick."

Qu Changsheng gasped.

Aunt Tang is sincere!Sure enough, he was going to be killed if he didn't agree with each other...

She skipped over Ying Chen's part, and lowered her eyes not to look at him: "I dreamed that she was crying, and then she picked up the dagger, and—"

"Just what?" the man pressed.

"That's right, I stabbed towards myself." Chang Sheng bit his lower lip, not knowing if it was his own illusion, the moment she finished speaking, the man's cold aura suddenly collapsed.

Afterwards, he turned around, and his voice was calm, without any strangeness: "After finding the book, go out."

How could Chang Sheng look for books at ease, he casually took out a few books behind him, and quickly left the study.

Ying Zhou turned his head to look at the back of her fleeing, but a few short words brought all the past to his eyes again.

General's House.

Lou Anzhi clutched his heart, unable to cheer because of the pain, he barely drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, and broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

(End of this chapter)