After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

For her, being able to get rid of the bitter medicine was already great news.

Without the constraints of medicine, Shen Bingning enjoyed her lunch especially deliciously. She even specially picked up some of Xiao Yi's favorite dishes for him. The atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

After the meal, the team set off again, and the little white tiger was sent back to the carriage. However, the faint smell of ambergris emanating from its body reminded Shen Bingning of the time it had spent with Xiao Yi.

When Shen Bingning smelled the fragrance, her body tensed up involuntarily. She didn't like this feeling.

So, she asked Qing'er for a sachet and hung it around the little white tiger's neck, hoping to cover up the smell that didn't belong here.

After teasing the little white tiger for a while, Shen Bingning tapped the word "king" on its forehead and smiled gently: "Let me give you a name, so it will be convenient for me to call you in the future."

She thought for a moment and said, "Let's call you Taige."

The name is taken from the English word "tiger", which is both loud and easy to remember.

The little white tiger seemed to understand, and its ears trembled slightly, looking very cute.

On the other side, in the Chu Kingdom Palace, Xiao Yuji received a report from someone who was looking for Xiao Yuxuan. His brows were furrowed, his heart filled with confusion and anxiety.

Xiao Yi is about to arrive in Su City, which marks the end of his career as a hostage. It is also his first reunion with Xiao Yuji after returning to China. The blood in his heart is boiling.

What made him even more curious and looking forward to was the favorite concubine who had recently become famous - Shen Bingning.

At the same time, Shen Bingning and Xiao Yi, whom Xiao Yuji mentioned, sneezed at the same time. Eunuch Wei outside the car looked worried, worried that they would catch a cold.

Xiao Yi glanced indifferently at Shen Bingning who was rubbing her nose, and said lightly, "It's okay."

Half an hour later, the carriage slowly stopped, and Eunuch Wei's voice rang out from outside the door: "Your Majesty, we have arrived at Sucheng."

The officials of Sucheng lined up at the city gate to welcome them. The prefect Wu Chengxu came from a military background and had a bold and unrestrained personality, which left a deep impression on Shen Bingning.

After the dinner, Shen Bingning had just finished washing up when Eunuch Wei came to report that His Majesty had summoned her.

Shen Bingning put on a cloak and followed Eunuch Wei to Xiao Yi's residence.

It was late at night. Why did Xiao Yi come to see her? She was full of doubts. It was obviously impossible for him to sleep with her. Could it be that he wanted to find someone to chat with to relieve his boredom? This idea was quickly rejected by her.

Various speculations swirled in her mind, but she ruled them out one by one.

When she stood in front of Xiao Yi's door, Eunuch Wei gently pushed the door open and waited outside respectfully.

Shen Bingning gave him a questioning look and then stepped into the room.

In the room, Xiao Yi was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Shen Bingning became suspicious and turned to leave, but found that the door was locked. An ominous premonition shrouded her heart.

"Eunuch Wei, I need to go out, please open the door."

She shouted to the outside of the door, but the reply she got was from Eunuch Wei: "Queen, this is a special order from His Majesty."

Obviously, the door won't open.

She approached Xiao Yi quietly and waved her fingers in front of his eyes, but he did not react at all.

Perhaps because of the warm hospitality of the governor of Sucheng, Xiao Yi drank a few more glasses at the dinner. Even from a distance, Shen Bingning could smell the aroma of wine on him.

She wondered to herself if he was really drunk.

"His Majesty?"

She called out softly again, feeling mixed emotions.

There was no sound in response to her call, and a frozen silence filled the air.

Shen Bingning raised her voice and tried again, with a barely perceptible concern in her voice: "Xiao Yi?" However, the surroundings were still immersed in deathly silence, as if her call was blocked by an invisible barrier and could not penetrate into that sleeping world.

She carefully stretched out her foot and lightly touched his body, her action filled with conflicting emotions - she hoped he would respond, but she was also afraid that if he really woke up, the chance to catch her breath that she had finally found might disappear in an instant.

She stepped down on tiptoe, as lightly as a feather, for fear of disturbing this seemingly fragile balance.

After venting the depression and grievances of the past few days, Shen Bingning slowly walked to the couch and sat down gracefully. Her eyes drifted towards the closed door from time to time, expecting someone to come and break the dullness.

Time seemed to be stretched, and every second seemed as long as a year, but the door remained motionless, rejecting all interruptions from the outside world.

Fatigue gradually crept up to her brows. She turned her head to look at the sleeping Xiao Yi. His usually stern face now seemed unusually peaceful, so she decided to let down her guard temporarily, lie on the couch, and share this moment of tranquility with him.

Even if Xiao Yi really wanted her to sleep with him, he was as drunk as a shipwreck in the deep sea and posed no threat to her.

An inexplicable sense of security arose in her heart, as if she had found a small safe haven in this chaos and unrest.

The silence in the room was broken by a sudden movement. Xiao Yi's eyelids trembled slightly, and then suddenly opened, as if he was pulled back to reality from a dream in another world.

At the other end of the dream, Shen Bingning seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time and space and returned to the familiar yet distant real world.

She lay on a white hospital bed, surrounded by caring colleagues and her closest friend, Zhou Lanlan.

The slight noises from the medical equipment and Zhou Lanlan's anxious inquiries intertwined to form a vivid picture.

The nurse was about to leave after completing the routine checkup, but was stopped by Zhou Lanlan's anxious voice: "Nurse, when will she wake up?"

The nurse cast a sympathetic glance and shook her head, saying helplessly, "All the test results show that she is in good health. As for why she hasn't woken up yet, we can't give a definite answer at the moment."

In her dream, Shen Bingning struggled to get closer to Zhou Lanlan, wanting to tell her that she was actually here, but her efforts were like bubbles hitting the water surface, touching only emptiness. She shouted with all her might: "Zhou Lanlan, I'm here, can you hear me?"

Zhou Lanlan seemed to sense something. She turned her head to look at the empty corner, with doubt in her eyes.

A glimmer of hope ignited in Shen Bingning's heart, and she tried to communicate again: "Zhou Lanlan, I have traveled into a book and now I can't go back. Can you go and find a monk who can save me?"

However, Zhou Lanlan's eyes finally returned to Shen Bingning, who was unconscious on the bed. Her face was full of sadness, and she did not respond to Shen Bingning's call.

Shen Bingning was extremely anxious, not sure whether Zhou Lanlan could hear her.

The dream began to become blurry, the scenes around me gradually faded away, and finally everything was swallowed by darkness.

Just when Shen Bingning felt desperate, she felt a strong gaze falling on her, which was both inquiring and suspicious.

She woke up suddenly, and what came into her eyes was Xiao Yi's handsome and deep face.