MTL - Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort-Chapter 94 Dream, there is always time to wake up

He still didn't speak, but just reached out and held my shoulder down. I had just experienced abuse by a mountain bandit before, and when I was touched by this man suddenly, my entire body suddenly became rigid.

At this moment, he heard his voice ringing above his head: "Get more rest."

This voice, like the one I heard on the mountain before, was cold and hard. It didn't seem to be used to concern, but used to give orders.

However, such a voice made me tremble with almost all my hair just now, and slowly eased it down.

I faintly felt that this person was special, but said nothing. He lay down slowly obediently. He stood by the bed as if thinking something. After a while I sneezed and he "oh". With a sound, I bent down and pulled the quilt for me.

I don't know what kind of big man this Huangye is, but the figure in front of him is a bit illusory.

Thinking of this, I was a little funny.

At this moment, the sound of pushing the door came again in his ear, and one came in arrogantly, saying, "Yellow Lord, his subordinates have checked it out, Huang Ye's guess is correct."

"Ok?"

"Across the Yangzhou government, there is indeed--"

The words didn't finish, as if stopped by someone. The figure seemed to look at me and said, "Go out and talk."

After speaking, they went out, and gently brought the door, leaving me to lie there alone with some cyanosis.

Just now, that person seems to be the "fifth brother" when listening to the voice. Listening to him seems to be talking about the Yangzhou government. Is this Huang Ye not only associated with the bandits, but also with the officials?

What kind of character is he?

After thinking about it for a long time, I can't think of a reason, but maybe because I have been lethargic a few days ago, this waking spirit is extraordinarily good, and I haven't been tired for a long time. Excite me.

I opened my eyes and looked at the top of my head. I didn't know whether the layer of creamy white was the bed hanging or the shade in front of my eyes, hazy, like the floating clouds in the sky.

After watching it for a long time, Liuyun slowly formed a face.

I realized only that a chill shuddered in my heart, I closed my eyes subconsciously, and suddenly pulled up the quilt to hide myself in the darkness.

Don't think, don't think again.

No matter what you have experienced, let it be a dream, there must always be a dream ...

I lived in that room for a few more days. During this period, Huang Ye often came, but he basically didn't speak. Even if he only spoke two or three words in the conversation, the person seemed cold and hard, but it was fine and not cold.

Listening to the sound coming from the door these days, I also generally judge that this should be a good inn. The bedding is dry and the room is very large. Every time Huang Ye sends people to feed me the porridge, it also boils very well. It is delicious and tastes the sweetness of chrysanthemum petals.

Early in the morning, I woke up and heard a soft knock on the door outside. I knew it was the inn's buddy who brought hot water.

"Girl, you woke up early today."

I smiled and stood up holding on to the bedpost, because the shades in front of me faded day by day, I was able to dress and freshen up by myself, but it was a little hard to see the face of a person.

"Thank you, little brother."

I groped and walked to the water basin, washing my face with a towel, and asking, "Excuse me, is Huang Ye up?"