The villain of fast time travel is paranoid

Chapter 239
(Murong Qing article)
I don't know when, Murong Qing started to have the same dream frequently, in the dream he kept looking at the back of a girl.

Seeing her smile like a flower, seeing her tears in her eyes, watching her leave, there is nothing she can do.

Every time he dreams back at midnight, he can always see the girl who only appears in his dreams.

Gradually, this became his obsession.

He looks forward to meeting her in his dream every day, but feels powerless and heartbroken when she leaves.

At that time, he was just a boy who had just reached the crown, and his mother and concubine died of dystocia when he was born. In his childhood memory, every time his father saw him, he always had memories and longings, like It is to look at a certain person through him, to miss a certain person.

He doesn't like this look, and he can't understand why people around him always say that he has a good mother and concubine.

Obviously she has never been by his side, and he has never seen her shadow in his life.

But she always appeared in his life, filling every corner.

While imagining what kind of gentle woman his concubine would be, he also hoped to get rid of other people's strange eyes.

He hoped that when the emperor looked at him, he would no longer just miss his late mother and concubine through him, but notice his existence and notice that he was his child.

Therefore, no matter where he is, he always works extra hard, hoping to be appreciated by his father.

He is very talented, that is to say, he is very talented, and he has become famous all over the world at a young age. Those ministers, overtly and secretly, expressed their favor to him, complimenting him that he will be the next emperor.

Although Murong Qing had never thought about it this way, it was undeniable that he had expectations for it. Perhaps his becoming the crown prince meant that his father had recognized him.

He is no longer a stand-in, and a medium for missing someone.

He always thought that his father loved his mother and concubine, until he saw those letters and paintings in the secret room of his father's study.

Only then did he understand why the mother and concubine died of depression after giving birth to him, and why the palace passed on that the mother and concubine died because of giving birth to him.

The affection he thought was just his father's yearning and compensation for another woman.

And his late mother concubine is just a substitute like him.

Everything he has seen in the past few years is just what they want him to see.

And his father was not as tall and tall as he had imagined, and when he revealed his gentlemanly face, it revealed his hypocrisy and selfishness.

Murong Qing had a big fight with him, and then used this excuse to take a few relatives to his fief.

He is not interested in their past, nor does he want to know what happened back then, he just no longer lives as others expected.

He didn't have any expectations for life, he thought that he would spend his life alone like this, until after the death of his father, he stayed and stabilized Chao Gang under his pleading at the end of his life.

It wasn't until three years later that he met her.

The day he saw her, he recognized her almost instantly, and recognized her as the girl in his dream.

The girl who left him again and again.

He hadn't had that dream for a long time, and on the day he saw her, he had that dream again.

In the dream, she was still covered in blood, smiling lightly, and he still couldn't save her.

He watched her leave his side helplessly, again and again, this kind of dream repeated itself, and he almost numbly watched everything in the dream repeat itself again and again.

He thought it was just his obsession, but when he saw her again, he realized that it was not just his obsession.

Everything was already doomed the day he saw her.

She can only be his.

For the rest of her life, it could only be his, and no one could take her away from him.

"Your majesty... Your majesty..." The bench softly woke Murong Qing up, seeing him open his eyes, he quickly lowered his head with a submissive expression: "It's time to go to court."

Murong Qing squeezed between his eyebrows, his voice was slightly hoarse: "What time is it?"

"It's already halfway through Maoshi." Murong Qing was dressed on the bench, seeing his dazed expression, he boldly asked: "Your Majesty, are you having nightmares again?"

When Murong Qing heard his words, he was stunned for a moment, and then he gave a low laugh, the smile was slightly bitter, he shook his head lightly, and did not speak.

At some point, the dreams about her became his nightmares.

A nightmare of anticipation and wrenching for him.

Counting the days, she has been away from him for three years, and Xuan'er is almost an adult, able to take on many responsibilities.

As early as when she left, he had no nostalgia for this world, and his only thought was Xuan'er, whom she raised together.

The bench thought that he had said something wrong, so he retreated after tidying up the palace attire for him.

He lowered his head, stood on the edge, stared at his toes in a daze and did not dare to move.

When all the maids and eunuchs around knelt down, he realized that Murong Qing had left.

He quickly knelt down and saluted together.

When he stood up, he couldn't see Murong Qing anymore, he couldn't help worrying whether what he just said would cause trouble and make Murong Qing unhappy.

The old man who had been with Murong Qing for ten years saw his worried look and smiled knowingly. He shook his whisk and told the little maids and eunuchs to go to work, turning his head to comfort him: "Don't worry. .”

"How can you not worry about this, master, do you think the emperor will be angry?" The bench clasped his hands, his face was full of worry, the emperor seemed not very happy just now.

He really committed a taboo today, not only mentioned the emperor's dream, but also woke up the emperor without authorization.

If this is really calculated carefully, each of these things is a serious crime of beheading.

The mosquito coil patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "The emperor didn't blame you, he just missed the empress too much."

"Empress?" Ever since the empress passed away, people in the palace seldom mentioned the empress, which was a big taboo in the palace.

Now when he suddenly heard the mention of the empress by the mosquito-repellent incense, the bench couldn't help but jump in his heart. He looked around carefully, and he was relieved only after seeing that there was no one around.

Seeing his careful look, Mosquito Incense smiled lightly: "Speaking of which, the name of Zajia was given by the empress."

"What kind of person is the empress?" The bench is very curious about this mysterious empress, but the emperor dismissed the entire harem for her, and spoiled her alone, even if she left, the harem would also be empty one person.

Even those ministers exhausted their tongues, but he was not moved.

Mentioning Guan Fengyue, Mosquito Coil felt a little disappointed. He pushed open the window, swept the edge of the window with a dust whisk, and shook his head lightly: "She is a very special person."

Very special person.

So special that people can remember her at a glance and never forget her again.

(End of this chapter)