Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

Qing Lingping helped Feng Musheng back to his room, and by the time they got back to their room, it was already past midnight.

The moonlight was swaying, and there were four words on the paper, and Feng Musheng's strange words...

She tossed and turned in sleep. Although she had not come to a conclusion, she was certain that Feng Muchen was afraid, afraid that his birthday would come!

Like the fear of death!

Thinking of this, Qing Lingping was startled and suddenly sat up from the couch.

This message must be sent.

Today, the palace is heavily guarded and one must have permission from the Witch King to go out.

How to send it out?

The more she pondered, the more alert she became, and she had no desire to sleep even when dawn was about to break.

Li Mochen also had trouble sleeping.

Ever since Si Wenming came to the inn and asked to attend the birthday celebration of King Wu, he felt uneasy.

Last night, I received the latest news that Yu Xiaomo seemed to have obtained something.

The uneasiness turned into anxiety.

How much do they know?

In my dream, there was Yu Xiaoqiao!

What you think about during the day, you dream about at night?

Why is it so real!

How could she appear in the desert fantasy?

Dead branches, why don't you attack her?

I have had this dream three or four times recently.

Li Mochen turned over several times, unable to fall asleep. He slowly got up and gulped down a large glass of cold water, which slightly eased the heat in his heart. He sat on the table and continued to be in a daze.

A small emerald green snake came out from his sleeve and spit out its scarlet core at him.

Li Mochen gently tapped its little head, and it leaned towards his palm obediently, as if acting coquettishly.

He ignored it and stared at the desk, thinking painfully.

Who is Yu Xiaoqiao?

Why, so many bizarre ideas?

Why can it cure the uncurable heart-eating poison?

Why did you appear in my dream?

Yu Xiaoqiao, can you enter the dream?

His hands on the table were trembling slightly, and he suddenly felt a chill in his heart and his body couldn't help but shiver.

Or, not a dream?

Is it true?!

Li Mochen was confused and dazed, completely lost in analysis and judgment.

This kind of situation has never happened before. It feels like I'm in a vicious circle - an inexplicable, inconsistent endless loop.

After several sleepless nights, I still couldn't figure out the reason. Instead, I felt more confused and anxious.

He pushed open the door and walked to the outside of Yu Chuwan's room. He activated his magic power and sensed the puppet curse in her body. Shang Anan was calm and he felt at ease.

He went back to his room and lay on the bed. He tossed and turned but still couldn't fall asleep. So he got up again, dragged his body, and pushed open Ye Huan's door.

Ye Huan was lying on his back with one leg stretched out from the quilt, one hand on the edge of the couch, bubbles coming out of his mouth and his breathing becoming louder and softer.

Li Mochen leaned over, covered the quilt, slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, and watched quietly.

Ye Huan turned over, drooling from the corners of his lips. The bubbles he had been blowing for a while burst, and he opened his eyes dazedly, shouting in fear: "Ah! Ghost - ghost -"

"Why are you howling?" Li Mochen said impatiently and coldly.

Ye Huan huddled in the corner of the bed, hugging the quilt, and said in a trembling voice, "Master, why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night and running into my room?"

"I'm upset and can't sleep." Li Mochen said lightly with no expression on his face.

Ye Huan pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Master, if you have insomnia, just count sheep. Why are you scaring me... I haven't slept enough."

As he spoke, he clapped his hand to his mouth and yawned several times.

Li Mochen stood up and prepared to leave.

Seeing his lonely figure, Ye Huan patted the bed helplessly, "Come, let's have a drink!"

As he spoke, he took a wine gourd from the bedside and handed it to Li Mochen, "Tell me! What's troubling you?"

Li Mochen took it and took a big gulp.

"Recently, I keep dreaming about when I was a kid and worshipped Feng Mucheng as my master, I was taken into a desert fantasy..." Li Mochen took another sip, "Yu Xiaoqiao was there too, and she waved at me, as if she wanted to help me."

Ye Huan gently tapped his lips with his fingers, "Master, when did you fall in love with Yu Xiaoqiao? It's so sudden, my little heart can't take it."

After saying this, he pretended to have a heartache and collapsed on the bed. After a while, he slowly stood up and said, "Okay, okay, I won't make trouble anymore. You continue."

"Master Si came to me and wanted to add him to the birthday celebration list, but Feng Mucheng refused to agree. Tell me, what's the matter with the two of them? It's just a birthday celebration, but they are so concerned. In theory, even if Master Si wants to help Yu Xiaomo get the Rakshasa Ring back, he doesn't have to do it on his birthday. It's just a birthday celebration, Feng Mucheng shouldn't be so worried."

Li Mochen lowered his head and talked to himself.

Ye Huan's brows knitted into two earthworms, "Could it be that we will fight to the death on our birthday?"

"Shi Xin seems to have obtained something crucial. Feng Muchen has been looking for it, but I didn't know. It seems like he has been avoiding me." Li Mochen seemed not to have heard what Ye Huan said, and murmured in deep thought.

Ye Huan also seemed not to have heard and took a sip of wine, "...Si Wenming wanted to kill Feng Mucheng on his birthday, Feng Mucheng was afraid of him..."

"Li Lingyan should have known that the queen was poisoned, so why didn't he return to the capital? What is he waiting for? I heard that it was Yu Xiaoqiao who cured Si Wenming of the poison last year. Now, Yu Xiaoqiao has been in a coma for several days and has just woken up." Li Mochen took the wine jug from Ye Huan's hand, took a big gulp, and continued.

Ye Huan finally heard Li Mochen's words, "Wait for the birthday, grab the ring, and save the queen?"

"Notify her and give the Queen some strong medicine. It has to be as dangerous as possible." Li Mochen had a blank expression on his face, and it was unknown whether he heard it or not.

Ye Huan yawned loudly, "Okay!"

"It's dawn, I'm going to sleep for a while." Li Mochen stood up and stretched.

Ye Huan also lay down, "Yeah!"

As soon as Ye Huan's head touched the pillow, he was hit by the stone that was flicked by Li Mochen's finger. He screamed in pain, glared at Li Mochen with his eyes, and got up angrily.

"Do it now!"

Two days later, in the Daxin Palace.

Concubine Jia was warming herself by the fire, not knowing what she was thinking until her hands were burned and she came to her senses.

"My lady, are you okay?" The maid ran over, took her hand and blew on it.

Concubine Jia didn't care. She pulled her hand back and remained in a daze.

"My lady, are you worried about something?" the maid asked tentatively.

Concubine Jia shook her head, a smile forming at the corner of her lips, "Empress, what's the matter?"

"Oh no, I heard he couldn't get out of bed." The maid couldn't help but smile, "Maybe you can still sit in that position in the future."

Concubine Jia's face suddenly turned cold. "I've told you so many times that if you can't control your stinky mouth, I'll tear it up and throw it out of the palace!"

"I know I was wrong and I won't do it again." The maid lowered her head.

Concubine Jia was helpless and shook her head. "I'd like to ask the nanny beside the Queen to let her know if I can go visit her."

"See her?" The maid was surprised at first, then seeing her serious face, she quickly said, "Yes, I'll go right away."