The imperial concubine is charming and charming, and only seeks power and wealth

She just sat up, and her shoulders felt tight, and the man beside her hugged her tightly.

"...Your Majesty?" She was confused and uncertain. "Are you having a nightmare?"

Qi Junyi didn't say anything. A thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. His breathing was unusually heavy, and he seemed to be in a real nightmare.

Jiang Lingyue waited for a while, and the hand around her waist was still tightly wrapped around her waist. She whispered, "It hurts a little."

After he finished speaking, the rapid breathing of the person next to him paused and relaxed slightly.

Jiang Lingyue was about to speak when she felt dizzy. When she came to her senses, she found herself being pinned down on the bed by him.

!!!

She was shocked, thinking that the emperor didn't want to endure it anymore and was going to force her, but she found that he didn't do anything other than covering her.

But the way he looked at her was particularly strange.

With some confusion and pain that is hard to suppress.

"…His Majesty?"

Being looked at like this, Jiang Lingyue was inexplicably frightened, "But what is wrong with this servant..."

"Not a slave!" Qi Junyi interrupted her suddenly, "Don't call yourself a slave anymore."

The voice was cold and stern, brooking no room for argument.

Jiang Lingyue's expression paused, and she said, "Yes."

Under normal circumstances, His Majesty the Emperor would have started to coax people at this time.

He said he was not mean to her, but just didn't want to hear her belittle herself.

But now, he had no intention of coaxing anyone. He looked at the girl under him with a sullen face, motionless.

He had a dream.

In the dream, many things seemed to happen.

But when he opened his eyes, he had forgotten everything.

The only thing he remembered was that he fell in love with a girl.

But that girl has a lover.

Later...she died in his harem.

In his dream, he was mad with pain and hatred.

As a result, the soul is in pain.

Is it her?

Is it her!

Will she die?

How could she die!

She was young and was well cared for under his wing. She would be by his side for the rest of her life.

Absolutely, absolutely no one can hurt her.

But...what if it was her?

Is she seeking death herself?

This was something Qi Junyi had never thought of.

As the emperor, he can execute anyone in the world at will, but he cannot bring the dead back to life.

He was helpless.

She can't die.

The person on his body seemed to be still immersed in a nightmare, and was a little crazy.

That look frightened Jiang Lingyue. She pursed her lips and asked, "What's wrong with your majesty?"

"...It's okay," Qi Junyi moved his lips stiffly, "I just had a nightmare."

It's just a dream whose specific content I have forgotten.

But he actually felt fear.

He was afraid that she had been suppressing her anger these days and not showing it, and that in fact she was planning to take revenge on him with her life.

Qi Junyi no longer dared to be rude in the slightest, for fear of pushing the other person into a corner.

He reached out and hugged her carefully. "If you're unhappy about something, you can tell me directly. Don't keep it in your heart, okay?"

Jiang Lingyue: “…”

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Qi Junyi continued, "There is no distinction between high and low between you and me. If I have done anything wrong in the past that has annoyed you, you can speak frankly."

Jiang Lingyue: “…”

Her eyes were complicated. "What did you dream about?"

...What did you dream about?

Qi Junyi's eyelashes trembled, "Yueyue, don't get into trouble."

He wanted to say, don't leave me.

The feeling of loneliness that came from being the only one in the world remained in his body through his dreams.

It was the height of summer, but he was shivering with cold.

How could I have such a dream?