"Ah!" That night, Wanyan Lie woke up from another nightmare. Jingde hurried to serve him, "Your Majesty, you had another nightmare!"
Wanyan Lie sat on the dragon bed, panting heavily, large beads of sweat on his forehead, and fear in his eyes. "Jingde, did I dream of him again?"
"Your Majesty, who are you referring to?" Jingde carefully poured water for Wanyan Lie to rinse his mouth and brought a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.
"I don't know. I couldn't see his face clearly, but he took Yue'er away! He took Yue'er away!" Wanyan Lie felt suffocated in his chest and tried hard to recall the face of the man in his dream, but he couldn't remember it at all.
This dream had appeared many times. Was it a premonition? Was there really someone who would take Wanyan Mingyue away from him? Wanyan Lie's heart pounded fiercely, and he dared not think about how he would live without Wanyan Mingyue.
"Whoosh-" Wanyan Lie suddenly threw off the silk quilt, got out of bed, and put on his shoes.
