Chapter 1687 As long as Senior Sister is here, you won't be the one to die. (50)
Huo Qingcang believed it, but refused to admit that he was Song Feichen.
This is his wife! What does this have to do with Song Feichen?
Song Feichen is still an apprentice.
Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Song Jinhuan suggested, "If you don't believe me, try thinking about something and see if it happens."
Huo Qingcang raised his eyes, called out "Madam," and then paused, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Song Jinhuan leaned closer, looking puzzled. "Tell me."
Huo Qingcang unconsciously twisted and wrestled his fingers together, emphasizing in a low voice, "You are my wife."
Song Jinhuan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled slightly, "At this moment, of course I am your wife."
"Don't you believe what Madam says?"
Huo Qingcang believed it, of course.
He recalled the past and realized what had happened as if struck by lightning.
If this was a dream he was in control of, then all of the lady's previous affectionate behavior towards him must have been due to his thoughts and ideas.
At that time, she was discovering something unusual about it, and then gradually came to her senses and recorded it one by one.
His expectations and desires became black cracks on the paper that grew larger day by day.
If he had kept his thoughts hidden deep enough that he hadn't noticed them, would she have never realized that everything here was just a dream?
Will 'Huo Qingcang' still exist after he wakes up from his dream?
It won't exist.
'Song Feichen' will definitely make him disappear completely!
He was merely a perspective created by the cowardly Song Feichen to observe all of this.
The intimacy between him and his wife was something that Song Feichen was always observing.
How could the petty-minded Song Feichen tolerate his continued existence?
For some reason, a sense of resentment and hatred arose in Huo Qingcang's heart.
I wish I would never wake up.
So what if it's life-threatening?
Anyway, he's gone now that I'm awake.
But soon, he realized why Song Feichen, who couldn't wake up, was in mortal danger.
"Madam, are you in danger?"
Song Jinhuan felt a slight sense of relief and quickly recounted her encounter in the secret realm.
Huo Qingcang's eyes darkened slightly, meaning that the lady whose cultivation was suppressed was in great danger in the secret realm.
Although Song Feichen's cultivation level was not as high as that of his wife, as long as he was awake, he could at least risk his life to block it.
Song Feichen cannot be worn down by him in his dreams.
Huo Qingcang could sense that as his self-awareness gradually awakened, the gazes secretly watching him became increasingly obvious.
His deep gaze fell upon Song Jinhuan, and a slight smile played on his lips. "Madam, will you remember me?"
Song Jinhuan was slightly taken aback, but understood the implication in his words. She nodded solemnly, "I will remember you, Huo Qingcang."
The man's pleasure was obvious. "Madam, you see, I will disappear after the dream ends."
His eyes drooped slightly at the corners, making him as endearing as when we first met. He then said, "If I were to use my power as the master of dreams one last time, Madam wouldn't be angry, would she?"
His words were so literary that Song Jinhuan hadn't even understood them when a familiar sense of uncontrollability swept over her.
The next moment, she looked up and gently kissed Huo Qingcang's cheek.
Then, a man's indistinct yet resolute voice came from beside her, smiling as he asked and answered himself, "Of course I won't be angry."
“Madam, I am not Song Feichen. You must not forget me.”
Inside the hollow of the mimosa tree, Song Feichen was covered in sweat, his eyes darting rapidly beneath his eyelids.
As his master's kiss landed, the eyes in his dream suddenly locked onto him, filled with provocation, mockery, and disdain.
With a "whoosh," both eyes opened at the same time.
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