Fire, the continuous fire caused severe pain all over her body, and it became so difficult to breathe.
She was awakened from her sleep.
When she opened her eyes, there was fire everywhere, even the corner of the bed sheet was ignited.
The churning air made the scene in front of her...
All twisted. help help me Her throat was choked and she couldn't make the first few sounds.
She was so anxious that her heart almost jumped out of her throat.
Help, help She finally shouted out, her voice hoarse, but no one came to save her.
She fell into the sea of fire desperately, alone and helpless.
The despair, the helplessness on the verge of death, made her heart burst.
She knew that no one would come, and she could only rely on herself.
When she suppressed her fear and ran towards the glimmer of life outside the door with her weak legs, only she could understand the loneliness and sadness.
She could see the starry sky reflecting the firelight.
She looked at the twinkling stars behind the hot air.
She was saved when a section of the flaming red beam fell down.
She instinctively used her arms to block it.
It hurts her indescribably Save me, who can save me In fear and severe pain, although she knew that no one would come and no one could protect her, she still desperately longed for someone to hold her in her arms, someone to embrace her to cry, and someone to care for her burnt wounds. .
No never.
She was trembling and huddled in a corner of the yard.
The chief eunuch who came after hearing the news just glanced at her and said, "Just run out."
No one paid attention to her pain, no one comforted her fear, everyone While busy putting out the fire, she was left shivering in that dark corner.
At this moment, orphan, she experienced the bitterness of this word most deeply.
She hugged her legs tightly and shrank into the tiniest ball.
The tears flowed from her burned face and it stung extremely.
Her jaw trembled so much that even her teeth made a rattling sound.
With all her remaining hope, even though it was as weak as a spark in the ashes, she still stared at the door of the yard, hoping that someone would come to save her.
She hoped that the next person who came through the door would be looking for her.
Please help me, please help me.
What she begged for to be saved was her soul, which had been burned through by loneliness and despair.
“Meili Gege Meili” Someone grabbed her arms and shook her.
Her eyes were burned by the heat and she couldn't see clearly.
Has the person she longed for to save her come?
Tears filled the air, and she couldn't even see that person's face.
"It's on fire, it's on fire, I hurt so much, my arm hurts so much" she cried, finally someone could hear her say this.
Even if she can't get comfort or protection, it's good to have someone to listen to her fear and pain.
"Meili, there is no fire, there is no fire."
She grabbed the man's hand tightly, tears streaming down her face, "Take me, take me out of here."
"You have a nightmare.
Open your eyes and see.
You are safe."
Safety She shivered and closed her eyes to look around.
She was confused for a moment.
She saw several guards with surprised faces, holding a torch in one hand and a knife in the other, all looking at her strangely.
She was startled and slowly regained consciousness.
This was the tent in the paddock.
She looked at the person who came to save her, but she ran into a pair of young, clear eyes with sympathy and pity.
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The torch dotted a few spots of light in his beautiful eyes, like stars reflected in a deep pool.
She was so beautiful that she was obsessed with it for a while.
These were Yonghyuk's eyes.
"Where's the assassin?"
Jingxuan's cold voice just sounded outside the tent, and the man had already entered, wearing only a short coat and holding a long sword tightly in his hand.
He looked at Yonghe and Meili on the soft couch with an expressionless expression, and sneered.
Stung by his cold eyes, she felt that she was still holding on to Yonghe's arm.
She lowered her head and let go of her hand without leaving a trace.
Yonghe did not get up, but still frowned and sat thoughtfully. beside her.
"Did you catch the assassin?"
Even Aunt Yu'an came.
Although she didn't wear jewelry or formal robes, she was still neat and dignified when she walked into the tent.
In contrast, Meili was shocked to realize that she was only wearing close-fitting underwear, her hair was disheveled, her face was stained with tears, and she was embarrassed and disgraceful.
"It seems" Jingxuan glanced at her with her head lowered coldly, "There is no assassin at all, they are just shouting in a dream."
"Hey!"
Aunt Yu'an beat her hands and complained slightly, "Meili Gege, you scared our ancestors."
Meili looked up at her in confusion, and suddenly realized, "I screamed again."
She looked at Yonghe inquiringly, and Yonghe smiled and nodded disapprovingly, without any intention of reproach.
She let out a sigh of annoyance.
Ever since the fire, she had always screamed in her dreams.
It was nothing when she lived there, but now it has become a big trouble.
Not to mention the night watchers, there are probably several tents around.
The master was frightened awake by her.
"Meili Gege, if you are okay, go to your ancestor to say hello.
She heard such a shrill cry in the middle of the night and was so frightened that she thought you were injured by an assassin.
Prince, you should also go to the emperor and say hello, Just now I sent someone to ask what was going on.
Your Majesty.
Shang was so frightened that he thought something had happened to his ancestors.
"You guys," Yu'an said with a frown, glancing at the dazed guards, "hurry out and break into Gege's tent in the middle of the night.
Just say this to the frightened masters and let them sleep peacefully."
The guards retreated angrily, with a look of reluctance on their faces.
It was not like they wanted to break in.
When they heard Gege shouting so miserably, they thought someone had been killed.
However, the merit was not achieved, and they complained and were unjustly accused.
Meili knew that although her eldest aunt didn't say anything to her directly, she was very angry that she caused trouble.
Aunt Shen, who always taught her in the past, sued her and left the palace.
Aunt Yu'an didn't like her in the first place, and now she hates her even more.
Bar.
Jingxuan also picked up the curtain and went out in disgust.
Yonghe patted her shoulder and said, "I will be on duty tonight.
If you need anything, just call me."
Meili nodded and smiled gratefully at her.
After paying her respects to her ancestors and apologizing, Meili retreated from the tent hall.
She looked at the starry sky and sighed, not daring to sleep again, for fear that if she did this again, she would probably wake up everyone in the camp.
Yonghe led a team of guards around the main tent, and responded with a few words to anyone who asked.
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Meili waited for him to approach and apologized to him.
It was all her fault for causing him a lot of trouble.
"I'm not going to sleep anymore."
Yonghe waved to the guards behind him to continue patrolling.
He led her towards the small fire with a kettle hanging on it.
He asked her to sit down and carefully poured a glass of water for her, "be careful of the scalding."
Meili sat down, still a little embarrassed.
He didn't dislike her but was very nice to her, which made her even more embarrassed.
He sat down next to her and seemed to understand her reasons for not going to sleep.
"Are you always like this after the fire in the Hall of Peace?"
he asked carelessly, unlike others who were either sarcastic or cryptic.
He was open and natural.
Instead, she nodded easily.
How long had he been in Beijing, and he knew so much about it in detail?
It seemed like bad news spread thousands of miles, so she smiled silently.
"It's okay, it will get better after a while.
I was also scared when I was sleeping when I was a child, and then it always happened like this.
It will get better as I grow up."
Meili smiled and nodded.
She liked chatting with Yonghe.
Although they had not known each other for a short time, she had already discovered that he was as sincere and enthusiastic as a big child.
At least he didn't have so many twists and turns in his heart.
He smiled when he wanted to. , say whatever you want.
"You grew up outside the customs."
Meili tried hard to find a topic.
"Yes."
Yonghe smiled, his beautiful mouth curved, revealing his white teeth, and his smile was bright and clear, making her already overly heavy heart seem to be blown by a warm wind.
If only this man never grew up.
She actually sighed like this at his smile.
When he grows up, he will change.
She frowns and skips the name that she doesn't want to think about.
Even if he becomes like Zi Yu, it is a pity that he will not have such an innocent smile.
Yonghe probably felt that it would be awkward if he remained silent, so he told her some things about the scenery outside the customs.
Seeing her slowly drooping her shoulders, he said worriedly: "You must be tired."
Before she could stop him, he had already sent his servant to hug her.
A few thick blankets were folded into a high pile for her to lean on.
Because there was no support, the pile of felt could not withstand the weight and would always collapse.
He simply sat on the other side to support the pile of felt and chuckled, "Fuck you, it won't fall down this time."
Meili leaned peacefully on the felt blanket with a thin quilt covering her body.
She silently looked at the deep starry sky.
She hadn't felt so solid in a long time.
Although it was only a temporary support, she also warned herself not to indulge in it, but she was too tired tonight, so she could just rely on it for a while
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