Liang Meng rolled his eyes and looked at Chuanqi with disdain. He shook his head, clicked his tongue, and turned away.
legend:........
Is he...disliked by his family's head?
Yun Xuchen had not yet started to treat Zhenshu, but Aunt Hong came here first.
At first, Liang Meng thought that Aunt Hong was worried about Zhenshu's life just like her. After all, even though Yun Xuchen had given her assurance, the longer the night, the more likely it is to have many dreams.
As long as you don't wake up from your pillow book, the danger will get worse day by day.
But who would have thought that just as Liang Meng opened his mouth to comfort Aunt Hong, Aunt Hong stopped Liang Meng by shaking her head and waving her hands.
He said he came here for something else.
"What's the matter?"
As soon as Liang Mengcai opened his mouth, Aunt Hong lowered herself and knelt down.
Liang Meng couldn't stand people kneeling down to her, so she kept saying "ah, ah, ah" and reached out to help Aunt Hong up.
"Just tell me what you want. Everyone in Zhou Yuan knows the rules of Yunmeng Hall. As long as you can get in, your wish will be granted."
Aunt Hong didn't insist this time. Liang Meng reached out to help her, and she got up.
Liang Meng arranged for her to sit in the chair and asked Chuanqi to serve her a cup of tea.
Aunt Hong took a few sips from the teacup and placed it on the table. Then she raised her head, looked at Liang Meng and spoke.
"Master, you know that if I save the Pillow Book, I will lose my life."
As soon as Aunt Hong opened her mouth, Liang Meng's heart skipped a beat.
What does this mean? Did Aunt Hong regret trading her own life to save Zhenshu?
But even if I regretted it, it was understandable. After all, who doesn't want to live?
"Auntie Hong..."
Liang Meng didn't know what to say, so he just shouted and said nothing more.
Aunt Hong regretted it and wondered if Yun Xuchen had any other way to save the Pillow Book?
If I had known this last time, I wouldn't have let Chuanqi kill Shuiniang. After all, she was an enemy, and trading Shuiniang's life for Zhenshu's wasn't such a difficult decision.
"Master, before I die, I have a long-cherished wish. I hope you can fulfill it."
Aunt Hong's voice interrupted Liang Meng's thoughts. After hearing what Aunt Hong said, Liang Meng took a while to react.
No, was it my mistake? Didn't Aunt Hong regret it? This is something else.
"Whatever your long-cherished wish is, just tell me."
Liang Meng felt a little embarrassed about his previous guess about Aunt Hong.
"Master, you know I once had a child. Unfortunately, the child died shortly after birth. I was unconscious at the time and didn't even get to see what the child looked like."
Aunt Hong paused for a moment. Although her voice was extremely sad, she didn't shed a tear. Her old face was pale, and her eyes were filled with sorrow.
"I came here this time to ask the Hall Master if he could bring back his footage for me to see."
"I want to see what he looks like."
"This way, I can go and save the Pillow Book without any worries."
So that's how it is. Liang Meng suddenly understood.
I thought that when Yun Xuchen asked Aunt Hong if she was willing to exchange her life for that of Zhenshu, Aunt Hong's silent contemplation showed that she was reluctant.
Now it seems that the child who died at birth was also the reason for Aunt Hong's hesitation.
Liang Meng felt very embarrassed towards Aunt Hong.
She had never liked Aunt Hong very much because of her exaggerated clothing and makeup, and she felt that she was trying to attract attention.
Furthermore, because of the pillow book incident, I repeatedly misunderstood her intentions and treated her very unfriendly, sometimes even harshly.
Although Aunt Hong might not be able to sense this, Liang Meng felt really embarrassed to look directly into Aunt Hong's eyes at this moment.
As soon as she stood up, Aunt Hong also stood up quickly.
Liang Meng smiled at her, turned around and asked Chuanqi, who had been standing behind her, to prepare the potion for falling asleep.
Chuanqi had a wooden face, nodded and walked out.
Liang Meng and Aunt Hong were the only ones left in the room, silent and awkward.
"That..." Liang Meng thought. Since he had gone into the dream, he would definitely meet the man that Aunt Hong once loved.
"Is there anything you want to know about the child's father?"
I thought Aunt Hong would be angry or disgusted when she heard him, but unexpectedly, Aunt Hong was just stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and smiled.
“No need.”
Liang Meng wanted to say something, but Chuanqi came back very quickly with the white porcelain bottle.
Liang Meng watched Chuanqi stretch out his hand to Aunt Hong. Chuanqi walked up to Aunt Hong and took her blood very quickly.
After drawing blood, Aunt Hong bowed to Liang Meng, said "Thank you, Master" and turned to leave.
In the end, nothing more was said about the man.
Before entering Aunt Hong's dream, Liang Meng went to Yunnian to find Yun Xuchen.
"Zhenshu's injury is just dragging on like that, are you okay?"
"Don't worry, Hall Master."
Nine out of the ten times Yun Xuchen came to Yun Nian, he was tinkering with herbs, and this time was the same.
As Yun Xuchen spoke, he turned around and placed the herbs that had been divided on the table one by one into the small cabinet behind him.
Liang Meng was worried. Once she was in a dream, she would definitely not be able to return for a while. And the image of Zhenshu's charred face kept lingering in her mind.
But there is no way. Even if Yun Xuchen starts treatment now, Aunt Hong still has unfulfilled wishes.
Well, since Yun Xuchen is so sure, then she doesn’t need to worry anymore.
After all, the most important thing for her now is to go into the dream and get the picture of the child as soon as possible to fulfill Aunt Hong's long-cherished wish.
Seeing Yun Xuchen walking back and forth busily, Liang Meng felt that her presence here was very intrusive. Behind Yun Xuchen's back where he couldn't see her, she pursed her lips, said "oh" in a slightly aggrieved tone, and turned around to leave.
"Master."
Yun Xuchen suddenly called out.
"Ah?" Liang Meng turned around and looked at him blankly.
"What's wrong?"
Yun Xuchen stood in front of the table, holding a handful of gray herbs in his hand. There was no expression on his face, but his eyes were full of emotions that Liang Meng could not understand.
"There are people from the spirit race in the dream, so I hope the hall master will be careful."
Coming from Yun Xuchen's mouth, these words could be regarded as genuine concern.
Liang Meng seemed to be frozen in place by a spell, standing there motionless, eyes wide open, her heart pounding, almost jumping out of her throat.
This... Why did Yun Xuchen suddenly do this? This is so unfair.
Liang Meng bit her lips, her face was abnormally red, and she stood there, looking like she wanted to laugh but was trying hard to hold it back. It was really funny.
"If you have nothing else to do, I'll excuse you."
Splash, just as Yun Xuchen was immersed in happiness and sweetness, a basin of ice water was suddenly poured down on his head.
Liang Meng curled her lips and snorted at Yun Xuchen, then turned around and walked away angrily.
Since she didn't look back, she naturally didn't see Yun Xuchen staring at her angry back and laughing happily.
His little dream is so cute!
ah!
Ahhh!!
Aaaaahhh!!!
What the hell is going on? If you're just dreaming, why don't you just land normally? Why do you have to be so weird?
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