Chapter 651: The nightmare comes again

The wind is still blowing.
The clouds and mist on the mountain passed over Qin Ruolan's beautiful face.
Her gaze also looked a little trance, as if she suddenly went back to many years ago.
She said softly: "At that time, he was not the same as he is now."
"..."
"He has a lot of expressions and emotions on his face. Unlike before I can't show people, I have seen him laughing, I have also seen his depressed look, and even—"
Having said that, she did not go on.
There seemed to be some memories that she didn't want to share with others.
After being silent for a while, Qin Ruolan let out a faint sigh and said: "At that time, he was much more real."
"..."
Nan Yan never spoke.
However, she is not without feeling.
Because she clearly felt a tingling sensation in her chest, which was a feeling she had been familiar with these days.
Almost unconsciously, she squeezed her hands firmly to control herself and not to tremble.
Don't be defeated.
indeed--
Zhu Feng and Qin Ruolan have a past.
She was right, she had seen more Zhu Feng's appearance.
At least Nan Yan himself had never seen Zhu Feng when he was a teenager. At that time, he was more impulsive and smarter.
Unlike now, any emotions are hidden under that cold face.
If you want to see his sincerity, you must first experience the grind that is enough to scare your body, before you can reluctantly walk into his heart.
Isn't it that way?
However, Qin Ruolan seemed to do it easily.
She tilted her head, looked at Nan Yan, and said, "But how many people can accept the real him?"
Nan Yan took a deep breath and said calmly, "He is not fake now."
"..."
"I know, he doesn't bother to wear a mask to people."
"..."
"Every word he says and everything he does is true."
"..."
"Then, what's the difference?"
Qin Ruolan's eyes flashed slightly.
It seemed to her that something pierced her chest suddenly, and the stinging sensation was clearly reflected in her eyes.
She raised her head and looked at Nan Yan with a stubborn expression.
After a long while, he gave a light smile.
"Yes, he is true now."
She said, but before Nan Yan could speak, she went on to say, "However, there is a big difference between the real and the real."
"..."
"You must feel that you know him very well, and even, you must feel that you are special to him."
"..."
"But I want to tell you that I was once special."
"...!"
Nan Yan's heart sank cruelly.
Qin Ruolan looked at her indifferently and said: "I know these days, you followed him to the north and south, went to the battlefield, and even helped him during the battle of Peking."
"..."
"I have done these things too."
"..."
Nan Yan's breathing became heavier.
At this time, she didn't know why, and suddenly thought of what Aunt Tongyun had said to her when she was in the palace in the past—
Niangniang and Concubine Ning are very alike even in temperament.
It's not indifference, but that kind of—that kind of mood.
In this palace, there are not many people with such a spirit.
...
Nan Yan clenched his fists hard.
When she spoke again, although her expression was still calm, her voice was already trembling unconsciously: "What are you telling me when you say this?"
"..."
Qin Ruolan looked at her quietly for a long time.
Then, slowly said: "Nothing."
"..."
"I just want to tell you these things."
"..."
"I just want to let you know."
Nan Yan stretched out her hand and pressed her chest lightly. Feeling the slight pain in her heartbeat, she took a deep breath and said, "If this is your goal, then you have achieved it."
"..."
"Now, can you tell me where the emperor has gone."
Qin Ruolan glanced at her, and then said faintly: "Because he has not found the boat of the Lao people, he is worried whether they have entered the depths of Xingluo Lake, or even reached the Tiangang Lianhuan Dock."
Nan Yan frowned and glanced behind her subconsciously.
The mist was everywhere, and the lake was also full of smoke.
She couldn't see farther, even less likely to see what she wanted to see.
Qin Ruolan said: "So, the emperor has sent troops."
"What? The emperor has sent troops?"
"Yes."
"..."
"He wants to save people back sooner."
"However, he does not have a map on this lake, nor does he understand the distribution of the islands inside."
"..."
"In case, what should I do in case of danger?"
Qin Ruolan looked at her faintly: "You think, what are we talking about these past two days?"
Nan Yan's throat stalked slightly.
Qin Ruolan said: "My father once spent his youth here."
"..."
"Although many years have passed, he still remembers."
"..."
"Since I was a child, he told me what happened here, so I know how many islands there are here, and I probably know what power distribution is in Tiangang Link."
Nan Yan could not speak.
It turned out that the two of them closed the door for the past two days, and they had been studying the geographic map of the lake.
Qin Ruolan bent down, picked up the bamboo basket on the ground, and said calmly: "The imperial concubine, you are not the only one who can help him."
"..."
"I can too."
"..."
"I have done a lot of these things."
Nan Yan's throat was stubborn, and he became more speechless.
Qin Ruolan seemed to have no interest in saying anything anymore, and turned around lightly: "Let's go."
"..."
"What I want to say, I have already said it."
However, Nan Yan never moved.
Qin Ruolan frowned slightly and turned to look at her. Nan Yan took a deep breath and slowly raised his head, saying, "You go first."
"..."
"When it's over, let people come to pick me up again."
"..."
"I want to stay here for a while."
"..."
Qin Ruolan thought she was a little strange, but at this time, she actually didn't want to get along with Sinanyan anymore.
It may be good to go separately.
So she turned around lightly and went down the mountain.
As for Nan Yan, she stood still, watching Qin Ruolan's back disappear into the mist, and then slowly turned around and walked to the other side.
I walked until that day, the tree I was supporting.
Looking down, the misty lake surface.
The scenery has not changed at all.
Even the squeaky sound from the grass behind him was the same as that day.
She frowned and heard a voice behind her: "We, meet again."
Nan Yan turned around.
In the mist, the face that appeared in her nightmare last night, once again, appeared from the mist, like a nightmare coming again.