"Master woke up after just sleeping for a while?" Lu Zhu walked over and saw Nan Si who seemed to be in a daze when she opened her eyes, and worried appeared on her eyebrows, "Master, it seems that she has not been in good condition these days. Are you worried?"

Thoughts?

Nan Si didn't say anything.

In just a few months, her mood had undergone earth-shaking changes, bizarre and mysterious fate, emotional entanglements in the past and present lives, and a state of life and death.

Are these things considered concerns?

Nan Si sat up and leaned on the head of the bed tiredly, "Pour me a cup of tea."

"Yes." Lu Zhu turned around and poured tea over, and touched Nan Si's forehead. There was no symptoms of fever, so she felt a little relieved. "If the master is in a depressed mood, you might as well go out for a walk and relax. The scenery outside is as beautiful as a painting, which will definitely make your mood better."

Nan Si narrowed her eyes and took a sip of tea, but didn't say anything.

After the powerless and powerless King Han was sent to the Heavenly Prison, she was sent to the Heavenly Dynasty Palace again, and the King of Qi used his life to force her to submit.

She was not a person who would tend to coerce, and knew in her heart that he could not want to see the person she loved had to surrender to other men for his sake.

Even though he had already divorced her at that time.

Beyond all over the world, there is no way to retreat.

In the end, she chose to die with him, but no, the family of three died together.

I still remember the pale and powerless words he said in Tianzhuo: "If there is a next life, I will hold the power and protect you for the rest of your life."

At that time, wasn't she saying the same thing in her heart?

Nan Si closed her eyes.

It's really a past that I don't want to remember.

They were so weak that they didn't even have the right to choose death.

Under the imperial power, the people were like ants. At that time, they were also like ants, and their destiny was completely controlled by others.

In order to make her completely desperate, the Xindi sent someone to cut off his limbs in front of her and blinded his eyes, so that she was greatly stimulated by the pain of excessive despair and the child in her belly disappeared.

The blood color is rendered before my eyes, representing tragic despair.

Her heart was tightly held by her sharp claws, so painful that she could hardly breathe.

"Master." Lu Zhu exclaimed, reached out to take the teacup from her hand, "What's wrong?"

Nan Si came back to her senses and realized that the tea cup in her hand was tilted unconsciously, and the tea wet the quilt. Her face was so pale that she could not see any blood.

"...Nothing." She spoke slowly, telling herself in her heart that none of them were true, the fact was that they were all alive, "Don't worry."

She got up and got out of bed, and Luzhu quickly ordered the maid outside to come in and change the bedding.

Nan Si walked to the window and sat down. Lu Zhu poured her a cup of tea again: "Suyi went to the kitchen and thought about making some nutritious meals for her master. The master seemed a little in a bad mood during this period."

Dishested?

Nan Si touched her face. If Cang Hanyu hadn't given her soft muscles, why would she look in poor spirits?

Dreams are just dreams.

Nan Si told herself that she was not the princess Rouran who was so beautiful but cowardly and incompetent, nor was he the prince who was powerless and powerless.

He is the supreme emperor of the Celestial Empire.

Everything that happened in the dream had no other meaning of existence except to resolve her doubts.

To her, this story is more like it happened to someone else. She is just a bystander who happened to dream of this story.

It was just that the angina pectoris brought to her by the dream was not controlled by her.
Chapter completed!