On our wedding night, he personally sent me to the Regent's bed

Chapter 354 Beautiful Dreams

However, what she did not expect was that at this moment in the bedroom of Prince Yan's Mansion, she was appearing in another man's dream.

"Your Highness, Prince Yan, here I come."

Her face was as white as a silver plate, her skin was as white as cream, and she danced gracefully in the light gauze. Qi Luo, wearing sexy gauze, kissed Prince Yan's lips.

"Brother Yanxun, I'm very sad. Every time I see Pei Yili, I think of the time when I was hurt."

"Brother Yanxun, can you comfort me?"

The King of Yan took advantage of the situation and put his arm around her waist, but he still retained some rationality. "Qiluo, are you sure you want to do this? Me too..."

"I am also a normal man." He enunciated his words heavily, enduring with great difficulty.

Qiluo in the dream was like a sexy fairy. She laughed softly and even the way she breathed was particularly seductive.

"I'm sure that Brother Yan Xun is the man worthy of trust."

"Qiluo." Prince Yan groaned from his throat and hugged her in his arms.

However, he did not take any further action. He was waiting and did not want to scare others.

Unexpectedly, Qiluo is peaceful and calm in real life, but like a jealous little fox in King Yan's dream.

"Brother Prince Yan? Who is prettier, me or Sister Lu Yan?"

When Prince Yan heard the name of his former princess, a trace of bitterness appeared on his face.

"This prince has a miserable life and doesn't understand love. Whoever my father arranges for me to marry, I will treat her wholeheartedly."

"Insisting on being together for life, I used to think that as long as a woman became my wife, I would spend my whole life to care for her and protect her...why would I care whether she was beautiful or not?"

His meaning was very clear. He would be devoted to whoever could become his wife, and would not care whether the other person was beautiful or ugly.

He has a strong sense of responsibility and is also a love-sick person, but unfortunately he has never met a normal woman.

Qi Luo moved in his arms, "Brother Prince Yan? What if you knew me and Sister Lu Yan at the same time when you were young?"

"Who is prettier, me or her? Who do you like more?"

Upon hearing this, the King of Yan's ears turned red and he stammered, "You appear to be a simple girl who knows nothing about the world, but deep down, you chase after your husband and tell him you love him every day..."

The big hand with distinct knuckles suddenly held Qi Luo's beautiful face and said in a hoarse voice: "Which man in the world would not love a woman like this?"

After kissing fiercely for a long time, Pei Yanxun said, "This king has envied Eighth Brother for a long time."

In the dream, Qiluo was hypocritical and coquettish, and she wouldn't give in. "Then... who is beautiful?"

King Yan: "Luo'er, I like Luo'er."

The red candles flickered and the gauze curtains swayed gently, rising and falling rhythmically with the candlelight.

The King of Yan woke up from his dream, broke out in a cold sweat, and said to himself: "Why did I have such a lecherous dream?"

"Luo'er is so pitiful, how can I bully her in my dream?"

He wiped the sweat from his face and felt extremely ashamed. He blamed himself for his impulsiveness in the dream and for his "uncleanliness".

He could not accept that there was another woman living in his heart and thought that his dream of being together for a lifetime was broken by himself.

"You've fallen in love with someone else so quickly. What's the difference between me and my father?"

King Yan shook his head, hid the newly sprouted throbbing in his heart, took a cold shower, and then went back to sleep.

-

Chen Wang Mansion, Jianjia Pavilion.

Pei Mochen developed a high fever at night.

When I was half asleep and half awake, all my wishes came true in my dreams.

"Brother Chen, kiss me." In the alley, Mu Wanyan was flirting with Di Xiuyan, and now he was the protagonist.

There was everything in the dream, including her love and his still handsome appearance.

In Pei Mochen's dream, his hair was not white, his body was naturally straight and mighty, and he looked majestic, even more energetic than the Regent.

He put his arm around Mu Wanyan's waist and stuck close to her.

He stroked the back of her head with one hand, bringing her lips closer and closer to his.

"Brother Chen, a lot of girls looked at you on the street just now, and I'm jealous." She spoke coquettishly to Di Xiuyan, and the person in her dream also changed.

Pei Mochen's eyes were dark and he looked like he was dying. Since Mu Wanyan was willing to kiss him, he wished he could just give his life to her.

"As you say, Yanyan, don't be angry. Do whatever you want. It's all up to you." Pei Mochen was so excited that he spoke incoherently.

Mu Wanyan: "Would you like me to give you a kiss?"

Pei Mochen's eyes were moist, and his long legs flexed again and again, "Okay, be good, I'm here, Brother Chen is here."

In the dream, Mu Wanyan smiled slyly, stood on tiptoes, and was about to kiss Pei Mochen.

Suddenly, the style of the painting changed, and the scene instantly turned into the scene of Di Xiuyan and Mu Wanyan in the alley.

"Brother Xiu Yan, I love you."

"I love you too, Yanyan."

Earth-shaking love, touching dialogue, charming and ambiguous lingering.

Pei Mochen stood there in a daze, watching quietly, big tears streaming down his face.

He woke up from his dream sadly and covered his chest with his hands.

"Why can't I get what I want in my dreams? Can't I hug my Yanyan properly?"

-

Chen Wang Mansion, west wing.

In Hongmei's dream:

A tall, mighty, and handsome man who seemed not like an ordinary person, hugged Hongmei and kissed her passionately.

He didn't care about Hongmei's figure or the scars on her face. He was very careful with her and held her in his heart.

Hongmei, the top killer who has been killing people for years, had a noticeable redness on her face at this moment.

"My Lord, I, you..."

She imitated Mu Wanyan and stood on tiptoe, "You are too tall. Lower your head. I can't kiss you."

The man was very cooperative, with a doting look on his devilish face. He took Hongmei into his arms and lowered his head to help her.

Hongmei is happy and blessed, and life is worth it.

She smiled secretly and raised her head to take a good look at Pei Mochen's face.

However, she didn't expect that when she raised her eyes, the Regent's breathtakingly handsome face suddenly appeared in front of Hongmei.

"You...what's wrong with you? You are not the master?" Hongmei in the dream exclaimed, how could she be flirted with by Di Xiuyan?

The Regent smiled evilly in the dream, and his pleasant breath almost sprayed on Hongmei's face.

"As long as you want, I can become your master."

His slender fingers stroked the scar on her face, and he said distressedly: "Don't follow Prince Chen, follow me."

"I will give you silver, lots and lots of silver."

In the dream, Hongmei's face turned blue, then white, and finally her hands twisted together, making an almost inaudible sound:

“But a good girl doesn’t follow two masters, well——” her mouth was blocked.

Someone smiled gently and kissed her, "How about this? Are you still rejecting me like this?"

Hongmei became shy, compromised, and gave up resisting.

"No, I'll go with you. I want to go with the Regent."

Hongmei in the dream didn't feel happy for long before she was stabbed by the ferocious-looking, white-haired Pei Mochen with a sword.

"Damn bitch, I asked you to betray me and break your promise." He cursed as he stabbed her with his sword.

"You look like this, and you still want to be the regent? You are worse than pigs and dogs. You don't know your own limitations. Go to the mass grave."

"Ah, don't--" Hongmei woke up from her dream with a scream, and when she woke up she found herself covered in cold sweat.

She was extremely scared and didn't know why she had such a dream. She was even more confused about why the man in her dream was Di Xiuyan, not Pei Mochen.

It seems that everything that Hongmei saw in the alley today really had a great impact on her.

It's not that she fell in love with someone else and fell in love with the Regent, but that he became her idol from then on.

It’s just like listening to an opera in a theater. When you go back home and dream about it, the main character will definitely appear in your dream.

Hongmei sighed. The man she loved most was definitely Pei Mochen, but if her master asked her to assassinate Di Xiuyan from now on, she would not be willing to do so.

He is so handsome that I can’t bear to let him go.

-

Another room in the west wing.

Ling Yun also had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

The scene of Di Xiuyan and Mu Wanyan in the alley tonight kept appearing in his mind. The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful.

Men are doting and women are acting coquettishly.

Ling Yun chuckled foolishly, such a harmonious and beautiful picture was better than any picture book he had ever seen.

Ling Yun sat up from the bed and counted the silver he had saved over the years bit by bit.

"I want to get married. I wonder if my parents can help me find a nice girl."

"She doesn't have to be very beautiful. I don't have the conditions to desire fairies. As long as she is willing to stick to me every day like Mu Wanyan hooked up with the Regent, that's enough."

As the amount of silver counted, Ling Yun widened his eyes in surprise. He didn't expect that he had saved so much silver over the years.

He started talking again: "Make your figure a little more graceful. I like plump girls."

He counted again and took out a stack of banknotes from the corner of the box.

Ling Yun trembled and said, "How...how do I have so much money?"

"Then... the girl I'm going to marry, I hope she'll be... whiter, with fair skin and a pleasing smile."

In the end, as the amount of silver increased, the requirements for the marriage partner described by Ling Yun had become so high that they were almost reaching the level of Mu Wanyan or Princess Qiluo.

He laughed so loudly that he woke himself up.

He woke up from his dream and found that he had fallen asleep while counting silver bills.

Ling Yun rubbed his sleepy eyes and carefully counted his savings over the years again.

He counted the money bit by bit, tremblingly, and finally counted even the coins, but there was not much in total.

Only then did he remember that it cost a lot of money every year just to pay for his mother's medical treatment and medicine.

In addition, the money for his older brothers to marry, his younger brother to go to school, and his younger sister's dowry were all supported by his regular allowance over the years.

How much silver is left?

Ling Yun felt bitter in his heart and sighed silently, "Forget it, a woman who is just about the same will do."

-

Tonight, almost everyone is dreaming.

Except for Princess Qiluo, she was calm and devoted herself to school.

The remaining two people who were not dreaming were Di Xiuyan and Mu Wanyan.

Because they don't need to dream, they are masters at truly creating dreams.

In the east courtyard of Mu Wanyan, in the Prince Regent's Palace.

Late at night, Di Xiuyan climbed over the wall as usual.