Late at night.
The palace was very quiet.
No one knew that four illusory figures had appeared in the Imperial Palace.
He saw Jiang Feng.
Qing Deng looked happy. She raised her hand and pointed at Jiang Feng who was sleeping soundly…
After a while.
No one responded to Qing Deng's words.
She turned her head and looked at the three silent people.
"How dare you! You're all very busy, so busy that you don't even want to talk to me.”
Qing Deng frowned.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
She wanted to use this slightly exaggerated expression to show that she was very unhappy now.
Qing Deng had grown up in a monastery and had no concept of beauty or handsomeness between men and women.
However, Jiang Feng was kind enough to point her in the right direction, so she was sure that Jiang Feng was a good person.
Qing Deng had yet to step into the mortal world. Her small face was filled with innocence.
Especially when she smiled, with a pair of pure and flawless eyes, she was very likable.
However, at this moment, she maintained her angry expression, looking like a steamed bun that had been magnified several times.
Saint Nun Duyue sighed slightly.
She had lived in the Mount Song Buddhist temple for a long time, spending time with Qingdeng day and night.
Fifteen years passed peacefully.
Even though Qing Deng was expressionless.
Du Yue Sheng Ni could guess what she was thinking.
Because Qing Deng felt that Jiang Feng was a good person.
Only then did she decide to introduce Jiang Feng to them.
She simply wanted to make friends.
Then, they played together.
"Master, please be merciful and treat me! As long as you praise me, I'll return the alms bowl hidden behind the Buddha statue to you.”
Saint Nun Du Yue felt helpless. His face was emotionless as he casually praised her.
Du Yue knew…
Qing Deng was like a child who could not grow up.
She was not tainted by the secular world. She was happy when she smiled and sad when she cried.
When Qing Deng saw that the flowers he planted had bloomed, he could excitedly go up to the roof and tear off the tiles. He could lie on the ground and watch the dawn.
And when the little fish she had raised for a long time died, she could still eat three bowls of rice heartbroken.
Inside the house.
Everyone heard Jiang Feng's even breathing.
After another 15 minutes.
Duyue Shengni said slowly.
"That's enough."
……
Wu Zetian slowly turned her head and asked.
"Master, since we are both spiritual entities, can we enter Jiang Feng's dream?”
"That's right. Not only that, we can transform into dreamers, turning ourselves into wealthy merchants, constables, or ordinary people…"
Du Yue explained softly.
Wu Zetian's eyes lit up, and her heart couldn't help but become active.
Empress Lu turned her head and saw everything.
"Sigh."
She looked at Wu Zetian, who was deep in thought, and sighed in her heart.
"Mei Niang likes Jiang Feng, so naturally, she is not willing to explore his true nature. Even if it's just for Mei Niang's happiness, BenGong will decide to be a villain!”
Empress Lu's face darkened and she didn't say a word.
……
At this moment.
Saint Nun Duyue opened his eyes and a ray of golden light appeared once again.
This time, the golden light connected to Jiang Feng's body.
"Ding! [Host has received an illusion: A Golden Millet Dream.] He could choose to enter the dream realm or use another function of the Wisdom Eye to forcefully break the illusion.”
He pondered for a moment.
Jiang Feng did not break the illusion but decided to enter the dream.
[Ding! The host has been hit by an illusion: A Golden Millet Dream. The host is being pulled into a dream…]
All of a sudden.
Jiang Feng felt his mind go blank, and when he " opened " his eyes again.
He realized that the surrounding scenery had already changed.
The gorgeous bedroom had long disappeared.
It turned into a mud house with four walls.
Earth houses could only be described with one word-
Small.
Break.
The clothes on her body had changed.
There were seven to eight awkward patches on it, and it had been washed until it was white. If one did not look carefully, one would not be able to notice the original color of the clothes.
Although this was a fabricated dream, it looked extremely real.
In the dream.
Jiang Feng even had an unfamiliar memory.
However, the way this memory was presented seemed to be more like a hint, or perhaps hypnosis.
This memory told Jiang Feng that he lived in a place called Xiaohe County, and he had just turned eighteen. His parents had died early, and all the valuable things in his house had been pawned.
Apart from that, there was also a bedridden younger sister named Qingdeng.
Qing Deng was picked up from a small dilapidated temple when he was ten years old.
She was abandoned in a rundown temple not long after she was born.
After starving for many days, Jiang Feng, who had just returned from chopping firewood, took her home.
Jiang Feng had sold many things in the house to support Qing Deng.
However, due to her congenital malnutrition.
That was why he had always been sick.
She was either taking her medicine or on the way to it.
At this moment.
Jiang Feng was surprised.
A bowl of dark brown medicinal soup appeared in his hand.
Holding it in his palm, he could still feel a faint heat.
"Cough cough!"
A soft cough came from the broken wooden bed.
——
Empress Lu is a character with a rich personality.
If I wanted to talk about Empress Lu in my heart, I would just make a single chapter and casually say my thoughts if I didn't want to see it.
There would be another chapter updated around five o'clock. This sentence was true!
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