Farm Girl's Manor-Chapter 1368: Outsider - 8: Healing, Nightmare_5

Xiao Ruiyuan’s arms tightened a few notches, "Dreams are the opposite, don’t worry."

"Yeah, I know." Mo Yan picked at her somewhat hot palm, responding somewhat absently.

Xiao Ruiyuan thought his wife was just scared by the nightmare, so he pulled her back down to lie next to him, wrapping his arms around her waist, letting her face him, "Sleep now, your husband will watch over you."

Faced with the man’s tenderness and consideration, Mo Yan suddenly felt a bit guilty. She reached out to hug him back, closed her eyes with a light smile, and said, "You sleep with me, and if I have another nightmare, maybe you can show up in the dream and play the hero saving the beauty!"

"Hehe—" Xiao Ruiyuan laughed at his wife’s words, kissed her forehead, and said, "Alright! Your husband will enter madam’s dreams, cutting down all the villains who hurt you. As a reward, should madam offer herself in return?"

Mo Yan didn’t expect him to play along, but she played her part, "Depends on this young lady’s mood! But if you don’t sleep soon, we definitely won’t be able to appear in the dream at the same time."

Xiao Ruiyuan’s lips curled up into a smile, obediently closed his eyes, his hand intertwined with Mo Yan’s fingers under the blanket. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

After a while, once she was sure the person beside her had fallen asleep, Mo Yan slowly opened her eyes and tried to make contact with Xuetuan in her mind. However, there was no response from Xuetuan, and she couldn’t enter the Space or even take an apple out of it.

To this, Mo Yan wasn’t worried at all—only a Space upgrade could be the reason for this!

"Who would have thought that the Space would upgrade in the middle of the night? I wonder how long this upgrade will take? Will there be any new changes in the Space!" Mo Yan contemplated in the dark, her heart full of anticipation for the Space after its upgrade.

Lying in bed unable to sleep, and not wanting to disturb him with any movement, Mo Yan had no choice but to lie there with her eyes open, staring at the darkness above.

The night was very quiet; even the insects were asleep, without a single chirp to be heard. Listening to the man’s steady breathing, Mo Yan eventually felt sleepy, and before long, she closed her eyes and nestled into his arms, falling asleep.

She didn’t know how long she slept, but Mo Yan actually started having another nightmare. In the dream, a hideously ugly monster was chasing her fiercely. The monster could speak human language, shouting that it wanted to catch her and take her back to its cave to be its wife, for her to bear him a litter of little monsters.

"Don’t, don’t come any closer..."

Mo Yan, terrified, screamed as she ran desperately through the weed-filled wilderness. Just as the monster was about to pounce and catch her, she steeled her heart, stood still, and fiercely kicked at the space between the monster’s legs.

Hmm, if I can’t beat it, I can’t outrun it; I might as well disable it first!

That mighty kick hit the target!

Mo Yan was about to burst out laughing triumphantly, but before the sound could escape her, the monster that had been kicked started shrinking in pain, clutching itself between the legs. Even its appearance began to drastically change, taking on the shape of a human.

Before she could see what the transformed monster looked like, a muffled grunt suddenly filled her ears, startling her awake.

When she realized the groaning was coming from her husband beside her, she panicked and threw herself toward him, nervously asking, "Husband, what’s wrong with you? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

In the darkness, Xiao Ruiyuan’s face had turned the color of liver. He could never have expected to be heroically rescuing his wife in his dream, only for her to fiercely kick him. He awoke from the pain of the kick to find that he had indeed been hurt by his wife.

Hearing Mo Yan’s anxious cries, Xiao Ruiyuan’s frustration dissipated instantaneously. Enduring the pain, he reached out a hand to comfort Mo Yan, "Your, your husband is fine, don’t, don’t worry."

Mo Yan heard his voice change pitch; he didn’t sound alright to her! She scrambled up, fumbling for the fire match stick on the bedside table, and when she tremblingly lit the oil lamp and saw her husband drenched in sweat, as if about to faint at any moment, she quickly grabbed his wrist, wanting to take his pulse.

As the initial sharp pain subsided, Xiao Ruiyuan found it more bearable. His tone was rather plaintive as he said, "My lady, if you dislike it, just say it directly to your husband, why resort to such a heavy hand in the middle of the night?"

Mo Yan suddenly remembered the kick in her dream, and cold sweat broke out; she had forgotten to retract the hand he had grabbed.