The Destiny of Love in Ancient Times
Nightmare

THE SERVANT GIRL coughed lightly, still holding the bell. He had just cleaned some dust in the other room. Of course Gu Yihao and Qing Mao were suitable to be husband and wife. But considering that her young lady had suffered, the servant girl finally came to a realization from some of her fantasies.

"Although His Highness is a match for the young miss, but it is a bit pitiful. The young miss's love is rejected and becomes a disgrace in society. Now the young lady was angry and lonely. So perhaps His Majesty is less than suitable at the moment," explained the servant with his innocent expression.

"..." - ".Gu Yihao wanted to spit out his old blood. The waiter should even be so honest? Can you please a little bit?

Unwilling to linger with the waiter, Gu Yihao snorted and immediately pehu headed into the kitchen. The aroma of cooking is getting stronger so that his appetite will increase tonight. It would be nice to have a wife like this in the future. But ... He would not let Qing Mao do such a rough job.

Looking from the doorway, Qing Mao put on an apron and stirred the soup. Busy with other cooking. Her hair was tied to a ponytail so as not to hinder the cooking process. Gu Yihao leaned against the doorway and gave his smile. He was one step closer to the heart of the girl. If you try a little more, everything will go well.

After cooking for a long time, the night came. Qing Mao let go of the apron and found out that Gu Yihao was already in the doorway. Although somewhat awkward, he asked the man to help him arrange all the dishes at the dinner table.

"Did Hyou teach you how to cook?" ask the man.

"Yes ... It could be said that way," Qing Mao replied shortly. He couldn't say if all this was his own skill. Given that he could not divulge his true identity to the man, Qing Mao could only swallow the truth.

Tonight tonight didn't have much conversation. Qing Mao agan was a little uncomfortable. Despite recovering from the fever, he was worried about Hyou. The man left again, how could he not worry? So during dinner, Qing Mao was a bit absentminded.

Gu Yihao was unwilling to question it this time. After dinner, he had some work to take care of. Qing Mao asked the maid to escort Gu Yihao to one of the empty rooms that could be used to take care of some important report scrolls.

Mungki Gu Yihao was not as busy as the other princes, but he was in charge of the troops that were under his command. Although this time his troops were still held by Gu Huiling for a while, but sooner or later, Gu Yihao naturally returned to the military barracks.

Xu Ran and Xu Ren immediately came and knelt not far from Gu Yihao's busy existence. Both have something to report. Gu Yihao frowned and looked at the two guards.

"What's wrong?" tanyakanya.

"There was chaos in the crown prince's palace," Xu Ran reported.

"Is this mess caused by the tenth brother?"

"This ... We don't know. But the emperor was clearly furious at this moment and summoned the crown prince to the imperial palace. The other princes were also asked not to interfere on the matter." This time it was Xu Ren who explained it.

Gu Yihao sneered. Who wants to interfere anyway? He didn't want to jump into this muddy water. Gu Wenlian had trapped him so boldly, ignoring himself as King Yi's brother or status. In his eyes, the enemy is the enemy. He did not know if this had anything to do with Qing Mao anymore or not.

It seemed that the girl had a connection with Gu Huiling secretly.

"Did Gu Huiling know something about Qing Mao?" tanyakanya.

The two dark guards looked at each other, lakh shaking his head. "There was no interaction whatsoever" Xu Ren replied.

"Find out how can Gu Huiling know so many secrets about the crown prince."

The man struggled with his work until midnight before finally releasing the report scroll and massaging his two temples. Although much work was delayed, he was a little bit excited because he was now at the girl's house.

He took a sip of his tea which had cooled down a long time ago but did not make him protest. The cold tea is not bad either. Not much after he drank, the sound of a vague scream was heard making him stunned.

That was Qing Mao's voice.

"Mao!!" he muttered immediately out of the room and went to the girl's room.

In Qing Mao's room ....

The whole room was quite dark, only the lighting from one lantern and also the moonlight bounced off the window. The girl woke up in cold sweat and slightly trembled. His face was pale and moreover, the atmosphere in the room was a bit strange.

The girl was completely dazed after waking up from her nightmare not knowing what it was like. Suddenly he forgot what dream he had. He was scared and would die at any moment. This he had never experienced during his life in modern times. Even nightmares rarely haunt him.

The door of the room was opened violently accompanied by Gu Yihao's panicked cry. Some of the servants were also shocked at this moment so their representatives immediately went upstairs and checked what happened to their young miss.

"Maoer! Mao 'er ... What's going on?" The man immediately walked up to him and saw Qing Mao's cold sweaty appearance. The girl looked dazed.

Qing Mao paid no heed to the current Gu Yihao and chose to remember what she had just dreamed of. He was sure it was terrible as if he had experienced it. In the end Gu Yihao sat on the edge of the bed and tidied up the bangs of the girl's hair that had now been drenched in sweat. Seeing his pale face, the man took a glass of water from the nightstand near the bed.

"Drink first" he said gently, offering a glass of water.

Qing Mao did not know whether to instinct or naturally hear Gu Yihao, she drank and tried to calm herself down. Gu Yihao exhaled a sigh of relief and did not immediately ask. He waited for the girl to feel better first. Looking at the wall clock, it was already past midnight. If Hyou had not told the man about the wall clock, it might have been difficult to determine the real time.

"Mao'er ...," he said.

Not long after the waiter arrived. Gu Yihao only said if the girl had a nightmare and woke up. They were immediately asked to go back down.

Qing Mao looked weak and pale as if her energy was drained away by something. While trying to remember what nightmare she had, she seemed to give up. Naturally, he hugged the man's arm without any definite awareness.

"Hao Hao ... Can you accompany me to sleep? I'm so scared. I was afraid that the nightmare was coming again," he said a little whimper, weak and seemingly helpless.

Gu Yihao who saw the girl's behavior become different from the usual days was immediately stiff and a slight tremor reached the bottom of his heart. Qing Mao's current tone and mannerisms were like four years ago. Gu Yihao remembered that Qing Mao always had a gentle and vibrant appearance. Sometimes show a spoiled attitude towards him.

But at that moment, he was always indifferent and felt a headache when facing her. Now this ... She did not feel Qing Mao's actions were displeasing to the eye, instead looking cute. Before he said anything, Qing Mao immediately let go and shook her head. He is still busy with his own mind.

"No, no. You hate me! You're already engaged. I know we can't be together. I was too naive and thought you would marry me. But the truth ... I'm dead," he muttered looking desperate.

This was where Gu Yihao was even more depressed. "Mao'er ... What do you mean?" his question was full of shock. What death did the girl mean?