Zhao Hanzhang slept with her clothes on, bright flames lit up in the darkness, someone was watching her, holding a torch.
Seeing her look over, the person holding the torch had a face full of excitement and cruelty, then threw the torch at her, it shattered on her body, and the flame instantly engulfed her...
Screams rang out one after another around her, she turned her head to see Fu Tinghan, Zhao Erlang, and Ji Yuan all engulfed in roaring flames...
Zhao Hanzhang's limbs jerked violently, and she suddenly opened her eyes.
She noticed that her hands were restrained, only then did she look to the side in shock, Fu Tinghan was sitting beside her, firmly pressing her hand down.
He took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat off her forehead, and leaned in to whisper, "Nightmare? Are you uncomfortable anywhere?"
"I had a nightmare?" There was some confusion in Zhao Hanzhang's eyes, then she became certain, "Yes, that was a nightmare."
