Quick Wear: The Stunning Beauty is Forbidden to Be Pampered

After sending everyone away, Zhou Changling half-hugged Bai Lingxi and slowly fell asleep. He hadn't slept for almost a whole day and night, so he was naturally very tired and fell asleep in a short while.

Bai Lingxi slept soundly, after all, she had lost a lot of energy and blood, and had used up all her strength during childbirth. Now in Zhou Changling's arms, smelling the familiar scent, she fell into a sweet dream.

Zhou Changling slept very uneasily that night. He vaguely felt that he had many bizarre dreams, but all of them were related to Bai Lingxi.

In the dream, Bai Lingxi was bleeding profusely, the sky was full of blood, and the blood mist almost drowned him. He watched Bai Lingxi die of excessive blood loss right in front of his eyes, and a feeling of powerlessness filled his whole body.

Do not!

No need!

Xier!

"Hoo-hoo-hoo" Zhou Changling suddenly woke up, gasping for breath and sat up. He was stunned and stared at the endless night. He couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality!

Suddenly he heard "嘤——" a cute female voice. Zhou Changling turned his head mechanically and looked in the direction of the voice. Xier was in his arms, seemed to feel uncomfortable and was about to wake up.

"Xi'er, my Xi'er!"

Zhou Changling excitedly hugged Bai Lingxi tightly in his arms. Seeing her frowning in discomfort, he relaxed his shoulders and gently began to coax her to sleep.

"Go to sleep. It's my fault for waking you up."

In front of Bai Lingxi, when there were only two of them, Zhou Changling always called himself "mine" and never said "I".

Seeing Bai Lingxi's breathing gradually become steady, Zhou Changling finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the dim moonlight, Zhou Changling looked at Bai Lingxi's peaceful sleeping face as if it were a treasure.

He sat on the bed with his tall body all night, staring at the little person in his arms, looking at him again and again, as if he was afraid that this was all a dream, and that the person in his arms would disappear when he woke up.

At this time, Zhou Changling did not seem like a high and mighty emperor, but rather like a lowly beggar, constantly praying to God not to take away his treasures.

"Xi'er, you have to stay with me."

"It's just you. Only you."

Zhou Changling didn't know yet that due to the triggering of Hu Xinlin, a sarcophagus in the imperial tomb was slowly pushed open, and the person in the coffin seemed to be unaffected by the thin air and came out of the tomb effortlessly.

This person seemed to be very familiar with the imperial mausoleum and found the exit of his own tomb with ease. If there were any old people from the palace here, they would definitely be able to recognize him at a glance. This person was the former emperor - Zhou Jin.

Zhou Jin also knew that this was unusual. He touched his chest and then his pulse, and found that he was still warm, and his heart had returned to normal beating.

Zhou Jin has never been an emperor who believed in ghosts and gods, but at this moment he was stunned and muttered to himself: "Could it be that God really gave me a chance to accompany my Xier?"

"It must be." Zhou Jin nodded and spoke to himself, but his figure was not slow. He soon left the imperial mausoleum and walked towards the palace.

However, halfway through the journey, he was surrounded by dark shadows. Zhou Jin was horrified. Who would actually want to kill him in the imperial mausoleum?

What made Zhou Jin even more confused was that he had just come out of the tomb and had not walked far. Unless someone knew that he would be resurrected in advance, they would send someone to kill him. Otherwise...

Thinking of this, Zhou Jin tensed up and took defensive action first.