I Became the Prime Minister’s Adored Wife after Transmigrating - Chapter 339

  Chapter 339 She is dreaming again

   “What the mother said is very true, it is the son who is not good.” Zheng Li suddenly raised his eyes to look at Ji Zhao, his tone was extremely sincere, “It was because of my desire that I said something bad, and I hope shopkeeper Ji can forgive me.”

  Ji Zhao didn’t speak, she could tell that Zheng Li didn’t really apologize.

   Even in his heart, he hated himself more and more.

   “Husband, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable, let’s go home?” For some reason, seeing Zheng Li’s eyes again, Ji Zhao suddenly felt a sudden pain in his heart.

   “Okay, let’s go home.” Shen Yao quickly hugged Ji Zhao in his arms, “Farewell.”

   When he returned to Taohua Xiaozhu, Ji Zhao fell into a deep sleep.

   Looking at the sweat dripping from Ji Zhao’s forehead, Shen Yao held her hand nervously and waited by her side.

  At that time, when Ji Zhao opened her eyes, she was greeted with a dazzling white halo. She was a little dazed, and after a while, she finally saw the picture in front of her clearly.

  She seemed to be tied to the deck of a large ship, and she lost all strength in her body. She opened her mouth to speak, but felt a sharp pain in her throat, and finally spit out a mouthful of black blood uncontrollably.

   “It’s a pity for such a pretty girl.”

   “Who made her offend the eldest son?”

  Suddenly, the sound of a conversation between two people came from next to my ears.

   “But this eldest son of the Zheng family is really cruel, he actually killed a whole family, tsk tsk…”

   “Shh! Do you want to die? Do you still dare to talk nonsense?”

   “What are you afraid of? We’re going to be at sea now, and we should throw this girl into the sea soon! But this girl looks very exciting, don’t we really want to have a good time first?”

  Listening to the approaching footsteps, Ji Zhao was so nervous that he forgot to breathe—

  Just as Ji Zhao bit the tip of his tongue, there was a tingling pain between his brows!

   “Are you awake?” Seeing the good disciple slowly opened his eyes, Master Xianhe was relieved.

   “Master?” Ji Zhao felt his head hurt even more.

  She struggled to sit up from the bed, looked at everything around her before realizing that she was dreaming again.

“Yesterday after I brought you back from Zheng’s house, you fell asleep, but after a while you started to have a fever, and your forehead was scorching hot.” Shen Yao handed her the boiled shock soup, “Zhao Zhao, Are you still suffering?”

  Seeing Shen Yao’s haggard face, Ji Zhao was very distressed. She nodded obediently and said, “Shen Yao, I’m fine, don’t worry.”

   “Are you having a nightmare again?”

   “Yes.” Ji Zhao nodded, holding up the bowl of soothing soup with both hands, thoughtful.

  In the dream, she was tied to the deck of a ship;

  From the dialogue between the two, it is not difficult to judge that it was Zheng Li who wanted her life, and more importantly, Zheng Li would do something to kill the whole family of the Zheng family.

  How could Zheng Li do such a heartless thing?

  Now the Zheng family is safe and sound, but what can she do to help herself and the Zheng family resolve this crisis?

   “Your pulse is a bit disordered,” Immortal Xianhe let go of the hand that was checking the pulse with some worry, and asked with concern in his eyes, “Are you having a nightmare?”

   “Yeah.” Ji Zhao replied sullenly, “I feel like I had a terrible dream, but I forget it when I wake up.”

   “It’s okay to forget.” Master Xianhe rubbed her head lovingly, “If you can’t sleep, get up and take a walk to exercise your muscles and bones.”

   “Thank you, Master.”

   “Stupid!”

   After Immortal Crane left the room, Shen Yao walked to her side, gently grabbed her hand and handed it to his lips, and asked in a hoarse voice, “Zhao Zhao…”

“I’m really fine, don’t worry.” Ji Zhao smiled lightly at him, she thought for a while, then moved to the side of the bed, and patted Shen Yao on the vacant place beside her, “Shen Yao, you Stay with me, okay?”

“it is good.”

  Shen Yao hugged her shoulders, and the two of them leaned on the soft bed together.

  Ji Zhao leaned slightly on his broad and solid shoulders, and gently closed his eyes, “Shen Yao, I want to sleep for a while.”

“it is good.”

   A moment later, Ji Zhao fell into a dream again, but this time she came to the Zheng Mansion, and the smell of blood in the air was disgusting.

  The exquisite back garden of the Zheng family is now covered with bright red blood, servants and servants are lying on the ground in disorder, and everyone is dying.

  Ji Zhao covered his heart sadly, and walked towards the flower hall step by step.

  She saw Mrs. Zheng who had been cut into a human pig, the scarred Second Young Master Zheng, and Rongrong with her eyes tightly closed—

   “What a crime! The people who prefected the state were killed!”

   “I heard it was done by the horse thief from Mishan!”

   “Didn’t you say that it was what Mr. Zheng did?”

   “By the way, you guys still remember, the beautiful girl brought back by Mr. Zheng at the beginning of the month, I heard that she is the leader of the bandits in Mishan!”

   “Yes, yes, yes! Ever since Mr. Zheng married that bandit, accidents happened to the Zheng family one after another, right?”

  Mishan? woman? leader?

  Ji Zhao firmly remembered these keywords in his heart, and finally everything in front of him suddenly turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

   When Ji Zhao woke up again, it was already the last day of September.

   “Are you hungry?” Shen Yao felt distressed, “You haven’t eaten for two days and two nights.”

   “I’m a little hungry.” Ji Zhao opened his mouth obediently, tasted the red bean porridge that Shen Yao fed, and smiled contentedly.

   After eating a big bowl of red bean porridge, Ji Zhao finally felt at ease.

   “Zhao Zhao,” Shen Yao looked at her suddenly, his eyes were already flushed, “Is what happened in your dream this time very dangerous?”

  When he was in the village earlier, Zhao Zhao also had a dream.

  But at that time, she was not so lethargic.

  So Shen Yao was really worried.

   “It’s indeed a bit dangerous,” Ji Zhao had no choice but to tell the truth to Shen Yao’s worried eyes, “But Shen Yao, don’t worry, I will definitely save the day.”

   It must be the father-in-law secretly blessing, so she can foresee the crisis in advance.

   “Is Master at home?” Ji Zhao suddenly thought of another thing, frowned and said, “Shen Yao, I want to see Master.”

“Mystery?” Master Xianhe didn’t expect Ji Zhao to ask this question suddenly. He was a little surprised, “There are countless masters in the world. As for mysteries, they should exist, but we are all ordinary people, and there are no mages who practice mysteries around us. It’s just, A Tao, why do you ask this question?”

“Master,” Ji Zhao called out in a low voice, “Actually, every time I have a nightmare, it’s not a nightmare, but an immersive experience of what happened in the dream. Some of those things have happened before, and some of them are That hasn’t happened yet…”

  (end of this chapter)