Chapter 820 (2/2)
She tried not to make any noise, but rubbed Xie Heng's jaw with her forehead, gentle, intimate and careful.
Wen Jiu closed his eyes and said to Xie Heng in a very light voice, ”I'm here with you. Don't sleep too long... OK?”
Xie Heng on the couch can't hear.
He had a dream.
Strange and true.
In the dream, there was a towering palace, covered with dark clouds, which made people breathless.
He became a wandering soul and stood on the eaves of the palace overlooking all living beings.
He saw a man as like as two peas in his own life. Wang Paogang, dressed in a dark red dragon, came out of the hall of government, and saw him everywhere. When he said ”Regent Wang Wan'an”, he actually wanted to step back three hundred miles.
He was in a very bad mood. Everyone seemed to owe him three million Liang, so he ignored everyone and went down the steps alone and walked on the long palace road.
After walking a few steps, it suddenly rained cats and dogs.
Someone shouted behind him, ”Lord! Lord, please stay.”
The Regent in the Dragon King's robe walked alone in the rain,
He called his Chamberlain and hurried forward to deliver the umbrella. He whispered, ”it's raining hard. Please take an umbrella.”
The man didn't take the umbrella. He just glanced at the waiter. ”I don't like to take an umbrella. Take it back.”
The little waitress immediately knelt down trembling.
He just didn't like holding umbrellas, but the ministers walking behind had whispered, ”Xie Heng is really more and more arrogant. The emperor kindly asked the Chamberlain to let him send umbrellas, but he disobeyed the holy will!”
”Yes, if someone else had changed, he would have been beheaded.”
”Xie Heng dared to be so presumptuous to the emperor by relying on his military power!”
Xie Heng, the wandering soul standing on the eaves, listened to these personal words clearly. He didn't know whether the Regent at the bottom heard it or not.
Anyway, the man didn't say anything. He was caught in the rain and went straight out.
”Xie Heng?”
The wandering Xie Heng shouted to the Regent.
This dream is as like as two peas, but the same name is the same as his family name. It is worse than the time when he entered the capital city.
Miss this time, I'm afraid I'll never meet again, but I have to have a good talk.
The man didn't answer and didn't look back.
But he was suddenly blown off the eaves by a gust of wind and went out of the palace with the Regent.
This man may not be happy. There was no carriage to pick him up in such a heavy rain. He just rode away by himself.
Behind them were carriages and sedan chairs from various families.
This contrast made him more lonely.
The ghost Xie Heng just floated with the wind and looked at the Regent riding on the long street in the rain.
Fortunately, the rain was heavy and there were few people in the street.
Otherwise, he'll kill several people.
Wandering soul Xie Heng thought and felt that the Regent was really poor. If it were him, he would be known by ah Jiu on a rainy day, and he might be distressed.
Let's see the wayward appearance of this man. He must be a man who doesn't hurt.