The Empress Behind the Veil

The Empress Behind the Veil
Chapter 264 I Am In Your Dream



In a dream, Qin Ruojiu felt all over her body cold. Opening his eyes, he saw himself in a white world.


Around the snowfall, the sky was gray, on the tip of the ice, he could not see anything.


Oi! I am an article!


The coldness made him squat with trembling, his red lips trembling. He did not know why he was here, he was lonely, his heart full of despair.


She whispered, “Dad .. don't leave Jiu’er, you where ...”.


“Emperor ... Emperor ... Where are you all?” His voice was soft, as if it would be covered in ice and snow in an instant.


At this moment, a touch of green shadow appeared and the road approached with a smile, her waist was slender with slow steps, her wrists were on light gauze, her fingers were like cutting green onion roots, and, his mouth was like Zhu Dan, his steps were smooth and unique. When he floated forward Qin Ruojiu like snowflakes, weakly yelling, “Consort.”


Oi! I am an article!


Qin Ruojiu suddenly looked at him, seeing that the woman was Xiao Huan.


Right now, she was detached from the fading palace gown, wearing a pink and green dress, wearing a sky bun, looking beautiful. Especially that delicate and transparent little face, under the reflection of the snow, was like transparent.


Light circulated on her face, there was an unspeakable beauty.


Seeing him, Qin Ruojiu cried in delight, immediately rushed forward and reached out to catch him. However, the one touched by his hand was empty.


He cried out in despair, “Xiao Huan .. Xiao Huan .. You're fine, right? Where is this?”


Xiao Huan floated in the air like a snowflake, his feet not touching the ground. The corner of his mouth was still smiling, sweet as when he fell when hit by an arrow.


Qin Ruojiu widened her eyes in surprise, understanding that Xiao Huan had indeed died. He saw it fall with his own eyes, the current should be Xiao Huan's soul that appeared before his eyes, right? Thinking of this, he closed his eyes in pain, a drop of sorrowful tears fell, dripping into the snow, melting like water.


He reached out with fear, shook his hand helplessly, “Xiao Huan, come here, come here, don't die, don't die.”


Xiao Huan was silent, but still hovering in the air, still smiling. It was just that his smile was getting faint and fuzzy.


He said, “Onspect, Xiao Huan has left, you have to take care of yourself. Must live, must find hope ..”


His illusory voice was getting farther away, more and more hollow. Finally, following his figure disappeared together into the vast white snow.


Qin Ruojiu widened her eyes in horror, watching Xiao Huan leave like that, her heart was like being pierced by a knife. He turned around, looking for Xiao Huan's figure.


No. No. No, he doesn't want to stay here alone, doesn't want to stay here alone and is silent, he wants to leave.


Is this a dream? Why can't he get up, he wants to get up.


Just as he shook his head vigorously, unwilling to accept reality, another golden figure suddenly appeared.


With a cold smile, the man walked calmly to his side as if nothing had happened, his disheveled black hair being blown off by the cold wind, his face sharp. The fierce and resolute eyes grew deeper and deeper in the dark night like a scythe in the hands of the god of death, making Qin Ruojiu's heart tremble.


He called slowly, “Emperor .. Emperor ... You came?” There were tears in his eyes but he could not fall.


While he did not look at it, walking closer step by step with a mysterious smile that made him not understand.