"ah--"

Wanwan looked at everything in front of her and couldn't help but scream: "No!"

“Sister…sister…sister!”

Wanwan was woken up from her sleep by someone. She opened her eyes suddenly and saw Brother Ergou standing right next to her.

Xiao Moqing looked at the tears in the corners of the little boy's eyes, and a look of worry appeared on his face.

He reached out and touched her face, then asked worriedly, "Sister, what's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare?"

Xiao Moqing was sleeping soundly when he suddenly heard his sister's screams. He was so scared that he quickly got up to check on her.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Moqing saw Wanwan just staring at him blankly. He reached out and touched her forehead, saying, "Are you scared silly?"

Wanwan washed her nose, sat up, threw herself into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until her little hand touched his intact right arm.

Wanwan: [It was just a dream. My second brother’s arm is still there. It was just a nightmare.]

arm?

After hearing Wanwan's inner thoughts, Xiao Moqing fixed his gaze on Wanwan's little hand tightly holding his arm.

Sister, did you dream that his hand was broken?

Xiao Moqing was particularly sensitive to the topic of broken arms, because if he hadn't heard Wanwan's inner thoughts and knew his fate, he would probably have ended up with a broken arm and then been killed by the prince.

Xiao Moqing patted the little boy's back and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, nightmare flies away, nightmare flies away."

Wanwan listened to her second brother's voice coaxing her softly and whispered, "How childish."

Xiao Moqing paused in his patting motion, thinking: Is it really that childish? This is how his mother coaxed him when he was little.

Wanwan: [But I don’t seem to be that scared anymore]

Xiao Moqing curled his lips into a smile and continued to pat the little kid's back a few times.

He said, this method is still very useful to coax children!

After Xiao Moqing took pictures for a while, he saw that the little baby in his arms had closed his eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep.

He stared at the little kid's face and suddenly realized that he felt like a wet nurse, playing the role of both brother and mother here.

But then I thought, I was just trying to make my sister happy.

Seeing that the little girl had fallen asleep again, he gently put her on the bed and covered her with a small quilt. Before leaving, he did not forget to cover Jiujiu who was lying inside with a quilt as well.

I didn’t have nightmares every night after that, and I stayed dreamless all night until the next day.

Because of that incredibly real dream, I felt a little dirty every night after waking up.

The little milk dumpling's uniqueness naturally did not escape the eyes of the tyrant.

While eating breakfast, the tyrant looked at the listless little girl. He reached out and rubbed her head, "Darling, what's wrong?"

Wanwan shook her head and continued to eat the porridge in her hand.

[Nothing, I just dreamed about the tragic endings of my elder brother, the Crown Prince, and my second elder brother in the original story.]

The Tyrant: “…”

Xiao Moqing: "..."

Xiao Moqing, who was in a good mood early in the morning, suddenly felt unhappy after hearing what the little girl said.

Woo woo woo, sister, you really dreamed about my tragic ending in the book yesterday where my hand was cut off and I was killed by my brother.

Wanwan: [That dream was so real. Now when I think about the sword flying straight towards me, I feel a little pain in my eyebrows.]

Wanwan used a spoon to scoop the porridge in the bowl while touching her aching brow.

The Great Tyrant and Xiao Moqing, who were sitting next to Xiao Naitianzi and listening to her inner thoughts, couldn't help but become suspicious after hearing what Xiao Naitianzi said.

Pain between eyebrows?

Why does Wanwan’s eyebrows hurt?

"Bang——"

As the two of them became suspicious, they saw the spoon in the hand of the little boy who was drinking porridge suddenly slip.

The next second, their eyes all fell on the stunned little kid standing aside.

They heard Wanwan’s inner voice:

[Wait, according to the original storyline, didn't I die at the very beginning? Then why did I dream of my second brother carrying me onto a horse with his arm broken off?]

[In the original story, wasn't my father the one who chopped off my head? But why in my dream did I die from being shot between the eyebrows by an arrow after my country was destroyed?]

Not only was Wanwan stunned, but the two people who heard Wanwan's thoughts were also stunned.

In a dream, you were shot in the forehead and died because your country was destroyed?

The tyrant frowned suddenly. Could it be that this was not a dream, but a foreshadowing of the future?

Wanwan: [Could it be that this isn't a dream, but a foreshadowing of the future?]

Tyrant: “!!!”

Wanwan: “!!!”

"!!!" Xiao Moqing was shocked.

Predicting the future? What the hell?!

No no no, absolutely impossible!

Wanwan: [No, absolutely impossible!]

The Tyrant: Absolutely impossible, he will never allow such a thing to happen!

When Wanwan thought that the dream might predict the future, she was suddenly frightened. She grabbed the spoon in front of her, opened her mouth wide and drank several big mouthfuls of porridge to calm herself down.

Wanwan: [No, no, in the dream, the Crown Prince was blinded and imprisoned by Aunt Zhao. But Aunt Zhao had already been killed by my second brother and me, so it definitely couldn’t be a premonition dream.]

Hearing this, the tyrant and Xiao Moqing, who were worried, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The two of them picked up the spoon in unison and drank a mouthful of porridge to calm themselves.

The great tyrant took a sip of porridge, his eyes darkened. From the little milk dumpling's inner voice, he also knew the prince's fate in the original text.

He became blind and was imprisoned by Madam Zhao.

Aunt Zhao?

He had some impression of this Nanny Zhao, who was the prince's wet nurse. A few days ago, the secret guard came to report and told him that the prince had killed his wet nurse.

He didn't send anyone to investigate why. After all, the prince was old enough and always had his own ideas. Perhaps the wet nurse was unfaithful and betrayed her master, so Yan Li wanted to kill her.

Now that I think about it, Yanli may have known from Wanwan's inner thoughts that he would be imprisoned by the wet nurse in the future, so he killed her.

The tyrant thought about it and felt very relieved. As expected, since he was his offspring, he should be so decisive and eradicate the problem completely without leaving any future troubles.

This is true for Aunt Zhao and also for the male protagonist surnamed Shen.

After the tyrant had finished his meal and put down his spoon, his foot was suddenly stepped on. He looked up and saw his second son, who was sitting diagonally opposite him, winking at him.

Xiao Moqing thought of the fate of the prince in the original text. Although he knew that it was immoral for a younger brother to make fun of his older brother, he had to tell his father about the prince's fate in the original text.

The emperor would never be able to guess why Nanny Zhao imprisoned the crown prince.

The Tyrant: “?”

The tyrant was immediately furious when he saw that his second son not only stepped on him but also made faces at him.

This brat just opens his mouth and speaks when he has something to say. What is he doing with his eyes?