Chapter 186 Like a dream but not a dream

Wanwan pinched Jiujiu's ear and her eyes

fell on Fugui, who was dressed in black, outside the window. Although she was puzzled as to why Fugui appeared in Migu, she didn't know why. Seeing the unspeakable loyalty in Fugui's calm eyes, she felt that Fugui was not a spy.

Wanwan: "Brother, put down the knife. Fugui is not a spy."

Hearing this, Xiao Moqing cast his eyes on Wanwan and gave her a look that said "Are you sure, sister?"

Wanwan: [If Fugui is really a spy, it would be easy for him to kill us if he wanted to]

Easy?

Xiao Moqing was the first to disagree. With his martial arts skills being so strong, why would he be afraid of this little secret guard?

Although Xiao Moqing was dissatisfied in his heart, under the firm eyes of the little milk ball, Xiao Moqing finally took back the dagger in his hand.

The next second, Fugui, who was standing outside the window, put the cat in the little princess's hand aside, took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and handed it to him.

Wanwan said, "Here you go."

Fugui lowered his eyes and looked at the small porcelain bottle lying quietly in his palm.

Wanwan saw that he seemed to be a little confused, stretched out her little finger and pointed at her little neck and said, "Apply it on your wound."

After that, Wanwan added, "I believe you are not a bad person."

Fugui held the ointment given by the little princess tightly. This was the fourth gift the little princess gave him.

Hee hee.

Inside the house, Xiao Moqing watched the man turn around and leave, and couldn't help asking: "Sister, do you believe that he is not a spy? What if Wan Fangcai was just pretending?"

Wanwan picked up Jiujiu from the ground again, and said: "Second brother, did you notice Fugui's martial arts in the secret valley?"

Xiao Moqing: "Martial arts?"

Wanwan nodded, "Yes, it was his martial arts. At that time, I was almost blown to the edge of the cliff by the strong wind. It was Fugui who suddenly appeared and saved me. Also, we were tied up by vines. When I almost fell to the ground, he caught me steadily."

Xiao Moqing scratched his head, "Just because he saved you?"

Wanwan: "..."

[Because he is fast! His speed and agility show that he is a martial artist.

Xiao Moqing quickly said, "I know, because he is fast! His agility shows that he is a martial artist!"

Wanwan nodded her head fiercely, "From his agility, his martial arts skills must be higher than yours, second brother. If he is a spy, if he wants to kill us, wouldn't it be easy? If he is not, it would be so safe to have someone like him to protect us."

"Think worse. If he is really a spy, he has not taken action until now. He must want to get something from us. A fox will always show his true colors one day. But my sixth sense tells me that Fugui is definitely not a spy."

Xiao Moqing: "Sister, you said a lot, the last sentence is the key point, right?"

Wanwan: [Hehe, it's good that my second brother knows it]

Wanwan: "I am a little fairy in the sky, second brother, you have to listen to me."

"..." Xiao Moqing pouted and said, "Okay, my little fairy."

After the big and small chat, they went to bed and rested, and they would leave for Beijing tomorrow.

Wanwan hugged Jiujiu and got into the quilt. Since feeding it, Jiujiu liked her very much and often stuck to her.

Although Master Changyu felt a little jealous, the little girl would be leaving with her father tomorrow, and the last night would be over, so Jiujiu would accompany her for the last night.

In the past, Wanwan's sleep quality was very good. She would have a dreamless night or a sweet dream, and wake up the next day full of energy.

But only today, she had a nightmare.

...

Amid the flying dust, there came the neighing of war horses, the roar of soldiers, and the heart-wrenching screams of the people.

The strong smell of blood, the flesh and limbs all over the ground, mixed with the smell of burning trees.

It penetrated into her nose in waves. Wanwan knelt on the ground, looking at the bloody head with its eyeballs falling out of its sockets, and couldn't help vomiting.

"Grr--"

She knelt on the ground and vomited for a long time, and finally she mustered up her head.

She saw the dilapidated city tower, flames of war, and corpses everywhere.

The next second, an arrow shot behind her.

"Get down!"

A familiar male voice came from her ears. Before Wanwan looked back, she was thrown to the ground.

Wanwan's head was protected by a hand.

"Where are the guards? Why are you alone here?"

Wanwan raised his head when he heard the voice, and indeed saw the familiar face of his second brother.

However, compared to his second brother's fair face, this face looked like it had been through the battlefield.

The fair skin was tanned into a bronze color, and the face was covered with new and old wounds of various sizes.

The wound on the cheek looked like it had just been cut, and it was still bleeding.

Is this her second brother?

A little bit like him, but not quite.

Wanwan opened her mouth and wanted to call him, but found that she couldn't speak.

Arrows shot towards the two of them. Xiao Moqing held a sword in his hand and knocked down several swords that were shot at them, then threw down the sword and carried her onto the horse.

At this moment, an arrow suddenly shot into his calf.

He almost bent his knees and knelt unsteadily, but in the end he still endured the pain and carried her onto the horse. "Go!"

There was a roar, and the horse rushed forward in fear!

Wanwan pulled the reins tightly and looked back at the man not far away. With red eyes, she saw her second brother holding the sword in his left hand and smiling at her.

At this time, Wanwan noticed his empty right hand. His right hand was gone...

Before she could think about it, she turned around and saw an arrow hit her forehead.

When she fell off the horse, she seemed to hear her second brother's heartbreaking cry not far away.

"No——"

After a while of dizziness, she came to another place.

"He is just a prince of a fallen country. I really don't know what the master likes about him?"

"That's right, he is still a blind useless man, a useless useless man, bah..."

At the door, three men dressed in fancy clothes spoke in shrill voices.

After listening to them, Wanwan's sight also came to the house. A pair of nail polish-painted hands pushed the door open, and the woman's coquettish voice came:

"Lilang, did you miss me?"

Wanwan was startled when she heard the voice, until her sight moved up, she looked at the woman's painted coquettish face, her heart skipped a beat, this is that Madam Zhao!

A naked upper body man sat on the ground with his head down. His limbs were tied to the iron chains on the wall. A closer look revealed that the meridians on his hands and legs had been cut.

The man lowered his head and said nothing. The woman seemed angry and pinched his chin mercilessly and lifted his face.

Although Wanwan had prepared herself mentally, her eyes suddenly turned red when she saw the face of the crown prince.

The man was very thin. Even though the white cloth covering his eyes covered most of his face, she could still see the protruding bones on his cheeks. The

white cloth covering his eyes was stained with blood, and two lines of blood and tears were left on his face.