In the palace on Xuanji Mountain, the entire palace is filled with white mist, like an illusion. Ye Wuji was lying on the ground with a peaceful smile on her face. She was having a long and sweet dream.
Xie Hanyi did not enter the same dream as her, so perhaps he could not be called Xie Hanyi. The one with the appearance of Xie Hanyi is just a corpse that has been manipulated. The person who controlled it was Duan Qingxiu, who was looking at Ye Wuji with a playful smile.
"My good disciple will not hesitate to disobey my orders for you, and is even willing to die for you, so letting you meet him in your dream will fulfill your two wishes and not treat you badly." Duan Qingxiu After clapping her hands, Grandma walked out of the side hall.
The innocent and childish expression on A'nan's face no longer existed. She bowed and saluted Duan Qingxiu, with a maturity far beyond her years in her eyes.
"Lord," A'nan said, "What should we do with this person?"
"The bloodline of the Saint of Guhui Sect and the royal family of Daqi is not the best candidate to worship the gods." Duan Qingxiu walked down from the high platform and walked to A'nan to help her up. "The immortality I have been pursuing so hard will finally come true. Oh, Nanyin, you have always been by my side and you will surely enjoy the joy of this endless life with me."
Nanyin, who is called Nanyin, raised her head. She looked at Duan Qingxiu with reverence and deep admiration in her eyes: "As long as I can always stay with the Lord, Nanyin will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
At this time, Ye Wuji was still immersed in the dream weaved by Duan Qingxiu.
In the dream, Xie Hanyi was her fiancée. She soon forgot about the non-existent magistrate and fell in love with Xie Hanyi. Just like fate, even in a dream, Ye Wuji still fell in love with Xie Hanyi.
She had always loved Xie Hanyi, but she was willing to admit it, and she did not want to admit that she fell in love with the master who was like a father and a brother, and fell in love with a man who imprisoned her and forced her.
But in the dream, she doesn't remember everything, but she shows her truest heart.
She still met Zhan Qingfeng, but Zhan Qingfeng was no longer opposed to Xie Hanyi. He was Xie Hanyi's good friend in the dream.
"Wuji, when are you going to marry me?" Xie Hanyi suddenly asked as the two of them were sitting in a teahouse in Jiangnan looking at the misty rain outside.
Ye Wuji almost spit out a sip of tea, and her face instantly turned red.
"Why, why did you suddenly ask this?" Ye Wuji's eyes were wandering, and he did not dare to look at Xie Hanyi.
"Look at them." Xie Hanyi pointed to a young couple holding a child under the teahouse, "Looking at them really makes me jealous. When will Wuji give birth to a child for me?"
Ye Wuji's expression suddenly changed, all the blush on her face faded, and her face turned pale. She suddenly began to feel severe pain in her abdomen, as if something connected to her life was lost from her abdomen.
"What's wrong?" Xie Hanyi hurriedly came over to help her.
"It hurts!" Ye Wuji grabbed his sleeve tightly, cuffing the cuffs so tightly that his fingers even sank into Xie Han's flesh.
"Where does it hurt?" Xie Hanyi, who had always been calm and calm, was panicking now. He hugged Ye Wuji, but he didn't know where to put his hands.
"Stomach, my stomach hurts!" Ye Wuji was so painful that he almost fainted. The scene in front of him became distorted and blurred. Even Xie Hanyi's face looked like a reflection scattered by stones in the water, and it became unclear. distinguish.
"Huh?" Nan Yin, who was grabbing Ye Wuji's feet and dragging her to the altar on the top of the mountain, saw Ye Wuji frowning and groaning, as if he was about to wake up from a dream.
Nanyin took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and covered Ye Wuji's face calmly. The expression on Ye Wuji's face returned to calm after a moment.