C948 Nightmare

"Yue Er!" In the middle of the night, Feng Yunzheng suddenly woke up from his dream. His forehead was full of sweat, and even his bedding was soaked through with sweat.

"Your Highness." The night wind hurriedly came in.

A rare look of panic appeared on Feng Yunzheng's face as his face paled.

"What's wrong, Your Highness?" Ye Feng hurriedly asked.

"This King had a nightmare. A dream, a dream..