The next afternoon, Fu Ciyi and his party arrived at Pengzhou.
Fu Ciyi noticed your mood changes.
Yan Funing closed the door, took off her underwear, shoes and socks, climbed out of bed and went to sleep.
As I said that, I waved too.
Yan Funing could only say: "You dreamed of your family, but when you were about to meet them, the dream ended."
But my intuition tells me that all this talk of giving up something to gain something and regretting something in the past is nonsense.
"You regret going with him." Yan Funing frowned and looked at me, but her heart was already jumping with joy. "Does he want you?"
Yan Funing heard the sound and looked into the window.
The postmaster waved at our carriage.
He immediately stood up and left the room, letting you lie back on the bed while he stroked your back and coaxed you to sleep.
But he wanted to say to the woman, "You mean to wait until the flood is over and then come here to pick him up."
Maybe you got enough sleep, or maybe you have already accepted that you have returned to modern reality, so you are no longer worried about the dream.
"I made this pancake overnight. This small pancake is not a token of respect. Please accept it, sir!"
Yan Funing lifted the curtain to look, and when the car turned a corner and she saw it, she closed the curtain.
Suddenly, Li Xinheng pulled the reins and said to the carriage, "Sir, there was a carriage overturned just now. If you give way, there is no possibility of overturning."
Watching the car across from you gradually sink into the water, your eyes narrowed and you shouted, "That's right, the water is so deep, this is not a field, but a pond or a river."
However, you tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep, let alone continue your dream.
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