Soon, she calmed down and ate when she needed to and slept when she needed to.

Moreover, she felt that she slept very soundly that night, but she just had an unsatisfactory dream.

Murong Qianqian has always been a heavy sleeper. Dreaming and other things are relatively far away to her. Even if she does dream at night, she will forget about it as soon as dawn the next day.

But for some reason, I have been having strange dreams in the past few days, and I still remember them very clearly after I wake up.

For example, when she got up this time, Murong Qianqian thought of the dream she had last night. The dream was a bit strange, but it was extremely real.

At first, she dreamed of the day she married Xuanyuan Yao, wearing a red wedding dress and waiting for him to lift the red hijab on her head.

Moreover, she seemed to be in a very good mood at that time. When she saw Xuanyuan Yao standing in front of her so handsome and upright, she even raised a smile that was so charming that it cost her life.

Then, she had a drink with Xuanyuan Yao, and I don't know if it was because she was extremely drunk, but she actually did it to Xuanyuan Yao very bravely.

This thing is really a bit outrageous, but what's even more outrageous is that on the second day of the Empress's wedding, there was an extra egg in her quilt, and Xiang Mo said that she had laid it.

Maybe it was because her brain was in a cramped state in the dream, but she didn't find it ridiculous at all, and she happily held the egg and told Xuanyuan Yao, "Yao Yao, I'm pregnant~"

At that time, it was not clear whether Xuanyuan Yao was happy or unhappy. All I knew was that he stretched out his well-jointed palm and gently touched her head.

Murong Qianqian felt that she was very happy in the dream, but why she became unhappy in the end. She couldn't quite explain how the story developed.

I just remember that Xuanyuan Yao had an affair with a woman in white in the pavilion at the end. She ran over, pointed at the woman's nose and cursed, "Who dares to touch my man?"

The woman in white was Fusang. She glanced at her sideways, then took Xuanyuan Yao's arm more enthusiastically and said, "Your Majesty, who is this woman holding the egg?"

Xuanyuan Yao glanced at her coldly, and said without saltiness: "I don't know her, I guess she is a clerk from some egg shop~"

Murong Qianqian suddenly became furious and kicked Xuanyuan Yao's lower body, but the kick was not very accurate.

Her feet slipped, and she rolled out of the pavilion like a pumpkin. Then the eggs in her arms shattered, and the egg whites were stuck between her legs.

Murong Qianqian thought, sh|it, other people's tires were covered with blood, but she was covered with egg whites. This is really cheating.

But she didn't feel cheated at that time, she just held the broken eggshell sadly and cried heartbreakingly, "I slipped, I slipped~"

Then, there is no more.

Because she woke up crying, when she opened her eyes, she saw Xiangmo's eyes widened like two tubes, and her mouth wide enough to stuff three eggs.

"Mother, did you just say that you... had a tire slip?" Xiang Mo nervously opened the quilt, but found no sign of a tire slip.

Murong Qianqian coughed twice, "...I am talking about the sliding platform~ which means sliding down from the platform."

This was a really bad dream, and she felt very hurt.

There are three main reasons for this. First, why did she get pregnant with an egg? Second, why did Xuanyuan Yao betray her? Third, why did she end up with a miscarriage.

Murong Qianqian felt that she should lie on the bed and continue the dream, then took out a long sword and chopped off Xuanyuan Yao and Fusang. This was the perfect ending.

But even though I lay down, I couldn't fall asleep. In the end, I had to get up listlessly, had some hasty breakfast, and then leaned on the soft couch to look at the chrysanthemums.

Xiang Mo looked at her still and virginal state and sighed: "Mother, there is something abnormal about you."

Dabao was surprised when he heard her sentimental words and said: "Mother, there is something abnormal about you."

Murong Qianqian thought about it for a while, "quiet as a virgin", "feeling the spring and feeling sad for the autumn" and other idioms that had nothing to do with her were all used on her today. She was not normal.

But amidst this abnormality, she actually visited Fusang with a motherly, gentle and generous heart.

However, using the word "visit" is somewhat inappropriate, because she did not visit the other party through normal channels, but went through the window.

When Murong Qianqian rolled in through the window, it happened that the palace maid in the room was leaning against the corner and snoring after a busy night.

She saw that Fusang was already awake, her hands and arms were wrapped with layers of white gauze, and her face was slightly pale, probably because she had shed a lot of blood yesterday.

She was sitting on the bedside, her charming eyes dim and dull, staring blankly in a certain direction, thinking about something.

After a moment, a tear fell from the corner of her eye. She didn't seem to notice it at all, and then another tear fell.

Gradually, there were more and more tears, and soon her whole face was wet with tears. She choked, but she was afraid that others would hear her and had to cover her mouth with her hands.

Murong Qianqian felt puzzled, what was Fusang sad about?

After thinking about it, it must be that the wound was too painful, so she couldn't help crying because of the pain. Hey, she is really a woman who is afraid of pain.

At this time, there was a rustling sound outside the door, as if someone had opened the curtain.

Fusang was stunned, and quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, then twitched the corners of his mouth and raised a charming smile.

The visitor was none other than Xuanyuan Yao, who was dressed in a bright yellow python robe. He didn't shy away from it at all. He sat directly on a wooden chair in front of Fusang's bed and said gently: "Have you felt better?"

Such a sound is like the spring breeze blowing slowly on the face, carrying a touch of ambergris into the heart, and the soul is taken away in an instant.

However, Murong Qianqian felt that Xuanyuan Yao had never spoken to her like this before, and she felt a little hurt.

The smile on Fusang's lips deepened a little deeper. At this moment, there was no trace of the pain that had filled her face with tears before. She said in a charming voice: "The civilian girl is fine now. Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."

Xuanyuan Yao smiled softly, with faint ripples in his blue eyes, "Fusang, you don't need to call yourself a civilian girl in front of me from now on."

Fusang paused for a moment, then smiled and said: "Yes, Fusang knows."

Xuanyuan Yao and Fusang then chatted about something, but Murong Qianqian didn't listen. She only felt that Xuanyuan Yao and Fusang were actually a good match, one was a good man and the other was a good looking woman.

She tumbled out of the window in a daze, and because she wasn't paying much attention, her foot slipped and she fell onto her back.

Worried that people in the room would be suspicious, she quickly imitated a few meows and then fled away.
Chapter completed!