The white whale leaped down from the eaves.

"Madam Shufei, it's a mouse." Baiji said, picking up the mouse in his hand: "Madam Shufei, don't be afraid."

It turned out to be just a mouse.

Concubine Shu felt relieved: "Since it is here to burn incense and pray for blessings, please do not take its life. Put it farther away and do not let it continue to walk around on the roof."

"Yes, Madam Shufei." White Whale had just walked out of the Zen room carrying the mouse.

It seemed to be frightened by something, twisting its body quickly and making a squeaking sound from the corner of its mouth.

The white whale picked it up with an indescribable expression, and said impatiently: "Little thing, our Concubine Shu is merciful, didn't you hear me just now? I won't take your life, what are you shouting?"

The mouse didn't seem to understand what he was saying.

She continued to twist her body quickly, and the squeaking sound coming out of her mouth was louder than before.

The White Whale was too lazy to argue with him any further and just took two steps.

He paused suddenly and turned to look behind him.

It was pitch black, there was nothing there.

The white whale's eyes gradually narrowed into a straight line, and he quickly scanned the grass around the Zen room.

After a while, he turned around and continued walking away.

No one noticed.

A ray of light flashed in the distant grass.

Mu Qianqian slept in a confused state.

She dreamed that she was in front of the arch.

There was smoke all around, it looked like a fairyland but more like hell.

Some were wearing bloodstained white clothes, some were missing arms, some had only half of their bodies left, and some even had both eyes missing and their faces were covered in blood.

They floated towards her one after another from all directions.

Those people seemed to be transparent and could pass directly through her body.

And it seems to be real.

They were mumbling something.

Mu Qianqian couldn't hear clearly.

"Who are you? Why do you appear in my dream?" Mu Qianqian asked in surprise.

She reached out and tried to grab someone to find out.

But no matter how hard she tried, she never caught any.

A dazzling ray of light.

The mist around her dissipated instantly.

She seemed to be pushed back by a huge force.

When I opened my eyes again.

What appeared before my eyes was the gentle and amiable smile of Concubine Shu: "Qianqian, it's time to get up. Master Wuyu will open a temple to pray for you. If you don't get up now, you will miss the time."

Mu Qianqian thought she was seeing things, so she rubbed her eyes and looked around.

"Qianqian, are you confused in your sleep?" Concubine Shu lovingly picked her up from the bed: "Oh, what's wrong? Why are your clothes wet?"

Although it is summer now, it is still a bit cold in this Zen room at night.

The quilt used to cover Mu Qianqian was not thick.

How come the sweat has soaked the entire back of my clothes?

"Yun'er, go get some clean clothes. Qianqian wet the bed." Concubine Shu turned around and said to Yun'er.

Mu Qianqian:!!!

Bed-wetting!

Who wet the bed?

Mother, oh mother!

Do you have any common sense at all?

Can't you tell the difference between sweating and bed-wetting?

Don't assume that she wet the bed as soon as you find her clothes are wet.

Now she is no longer a newborn baby.

She is a three month old baby.

She also wants to save face, okay?

Mu Qianqian suddenly realized.

It turned out that she was dreaming last night.

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