Rebirth: Lie down with the system

When it was dinner time, Han Mingye finally woke up.

He rubbed his head and sat up, only to realize that he was on the bed. He clearly remembered that he drank at the Luohan bed.

"Someone is coming~"

The next moment, Xiu Yi appeared in front of him.

"How is he these days?"

Knowing that he was talking about Mr. Yan, Xiu Yi replied.

"Young master Yan came out early this morning. When he saw that the young master was drunk, he specially cured the drink for you. Now Mr. Yan is cooking porridge in the kitchen. I think he prepared it for you."

His words made Han Mingye rub his head with his hand.

Is Yan Shiqing giving him a sweet date after a slap in the face?

"Ah."

Although he felt indescribably uncomfortable in his heart, when he heard him washing his hands and making soup, his heart still cheered up.

After cleaning up, Han Mingye appeared in the dining hall waiting for Shi Qing's hot porridge.

But as he waited and waited, he saw that the sky was dark and Shi Qing did not appear, and his already soothing expression suddenly turned ugly again.

"Xiu Yi!"

"Little Lord?"

"What about people?"

"Well, Mr. Yan has returned to his room."

"Where's the porridge?"

"........."

"Ok?"

"Master Yan finished eating by himself..."

A cold sweat broke out on Xiu Yi's head in this cold weather. He was really going to be killed by Young Master Yan. Who could have guessed that the porridge was eaten by himself and he thought it was cooked for the young master? of……

"Go away! Go and get the ten sticks yourself!"

"Yes!"

Xiu Yi agreed very quickly, fearing that the young master would regret it. From the corner of his eye, he saw that the tea cup in his hand was crushed.

Yan Shiqing, I really shouldn’t have any illusions about you!

Since I'm good to you and you don't want it, then don't blame me for using force. I can't get your heart, but I also want to get your person. You can never leave me in this life!

You forced me to do this!

For a long time after that, Han Mingye seemed to disappear. Shi Qing never saw him again. When asked Xiu Yi, they all said they didn't know.

Now, except that he could not leave the Shura Hall, everything else was as usual. This situation lasted for three months, which gave Shi Qing the illusion that Han Mingye had given up.

At this time, the temperature had begun to slowly rise, and there were more mosquitoes in the mountains. Although they couldn't hurt him, they were annoying.

Shi Qing originally wanted Xiu Jiu to send him some mugwort, but he didn't want Xiu Yi to send him a small bronze incense burner.

This incense burner is not big, only ten centimeters in diameter and only about three centimeters in height. Its shape is a traditional tripod, with a round base and a slightly flat furnace body. An exquisite lotus flower is carved on the stove lid, blooming quietly on it. The incense burner looks ancient but still full of vitality.

The surface of the incense burner shows a deep green color, and there are signs of wear and tear on the surface. Although the texture is rough, it looks more primitive and natural.

"This is?"

"I heard from Xiujiu that the young master disliked the noise caused by mosquitoes, so he specially found a small incense burner for the young master to use. There is also specially prepared insect repellent incense."

Xiu Yi said as he took out a small wooden box from his arms and handed it to him.

Shi Qing took it and opened it. There was nothing special about it. It was just an ordinary cone-shaped incense. Shi Qing smelled it and found a light medicinal fragrance, which was not pungent at all.

Since they sent it specially, I think the effect should be good.

"Then I'll accept it, thank you~"

Xiu Yi gave him the small incense burner and left.

He is really a taciturn but steady and reliable person.

That night, Shi Qing used the small incense burner. He did not touch the incense, but replaced it with a small incense cone that he bought from the system.

The effect was still good. Shiqing slept very peacefully that night. Not only was he not awakened by the sound of mosquitoes, he didn't even have a dream.

When he woke up, it was already bright.

Looking at the time on the watch on my hand, it was already past eleven in the morning.

He stretched, and he was indeed feeling sleepy in spring and autumn!

He had been disturbed by mosquitoes before, but now he finally had a good night's sleep and he felt better.

He is now a homeless man, and no one cares about him. No one cares whether he sleeps as long as he wants.

Full of energy, he happily cooked by himself and made three dishes and one soup for himself.

Spicy chicken, sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried broccoli, tomato and egg soup.

Both meat and vegetables, nutritionally balanced!

Shi Qing nodded with satisfaction, his craftsmanship was still so good!

After a delicious meal, Shi Qing felt a little sleepy again. He felt like he could hardly open his eyes without clearing up the mess at the table.

Shi Qing struggled several times to keep his eyes open, but to no avail, and finally fell asleep on the dining table.

His last moment of consciousness was to wonder if he had been poisoned. How had he been poisoned?

Unfortunately, his question went unanswered.

A quarter of an hour later, Shi Qing slowly woke up. He was still in the dining hall. Shi Qing still remembered the suspicion before going to bed. Looking at the time, it was only a quarter of an hour.

He felt his pulse. It was normal. There was no sign of poisoning, and his spiritual power was functioning normally. Could it be that he had eaten too much, causing him to feel sleepy?

But in such a short period of time, he actually had a dream, and he actually dreamed of Han Mingye, whom he hadn't seen for a long time!

Could it be that because he saw that the incense burner and the box of incense were sent by Xiu Yi, he suspected that it was Han Mingye's arrangement.

So he is thinking and dreaming?

After returning to the room, Shi Qing picked up the small incense burner and inspected it carefully.

The incense burner is hard in texture, feels heavy in the hand, and has a simple and steady shape. The incense burner bears the traces of time, and it can be seen that it must have been used for a long time.

So it is not a new creation.

Shi Qing scratched it with his nails. Except for the ashes left by burning incense, he didn't scrape off anything.

It seemed like he was worrying too much.

That night, there was no incense burning in Shiqing.

At first he was a little unable to sleep, and gradually he began to yawn profusely. Finally, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell into bed and fell into a deep sleep.

When he fell asleep, he didn't notice that the bronze incense burner on the bedside stool lit up with a faint red light, especially the scratches on the bronze were brighter, looking like a mysterious pattern.

Shi Qing slept until he woke up naturally, got up energetically, stretched, washed up, and then left the room.

The sky on this mountain looks particularly open and the air is fresh. Now the flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard are beginning to sprout green buds, and everything looks prosperous.

Shi Qing cooked a pot of porridge and ate it slowly. Thinking of his dream last night, the movements of his hands also slowed down.

Last night he dreamed of Han Mingye again.

There is more content this time.

In his dream, he actually dreamed that the person he grew up with became Han Mingye!

In the dream, he and Han Mingye had been together for twelve years. The two grew up together and experienced a lot, but it was a pity that he could not remember them.

Shi Qing shook his head to stop himself from thinking. Is it because he always thinks of Han Mingye that he always dreams about him?

After returning to the room, Shi Qing was stunned as he looked at the small bronze incense burner. Although he didn't think the incense burner would make people dream, he still put the incense burner away vigilantly.

He even drew a sealing talisman and stuck it on the wooden box containing the incense burner before putting it in the locker.

After that, Shi Qing would still dream about Han Mingye, but not frequently every day. Instead, he would dream about him when he thought of Han Mingye.

It seems that I still have something to think about every day and something to dream about at night.

Shi Qing didn't care anymore.