Outside the crystal coffin, Wen Ze obtained a pair of red candles from somewhere, lit them on the altar, and even solemnly bowed twice.

Yan Li: Shortening my lifespan, shortening my lifespan, shortening my lifespan!

"Wen Ze, calm down."

Yan Li was relieved that she could still speak and that she had sobered up considerably. She just wanted to advise Wen Ze to calm down, as she wanted to leave.

But it didn't say that he was leaving this world.

Wen Ze suddenly chuckled softly, "Ayan, I told you, if you want to leave, I will be the only one to die."

So he wasn't joking last time?

Or perhaps she really misunderstood, and he didn't have the lord's memories.

So in his view, her leaving didn't mean waking up from a dream, but simply meant leaving him?

"Wen Ze, calm down. I think there's some misunderstanding between us."

Yan Li panicked a little, looking at Wen Ze who was approaching her with a dagger, her tone inevitably becoming agitated.

"There's no misunderstanding." Wen Ze clearly hadn't listened. He looked intently at Yan Li in front of him and reiterated, "There's no misunderstanding, A-Yan."

"I never joke, and I would never lie to you."

Wen Ze stepped into the crystal coffin, and as before, handed the dagger to Yan Li and held her hand in his own.

The only difference is that this time the dagger is made of silver.

"No, Wen Ze, you didn't understand what I meant." Yan Li didn't continue with the cryptic message that both of them should have understood:

"What I mean is that this is actually a dream you created, and I want to wake up from the dream, not really leave..."

But Wen Ze didn't believe him. He covered Yan Li's mouth with his other hand and said, "Yan Li doesn't need to explain. I understand."

"I'm so happy to be your husband for these few days. It really feels like a dream, not real at all."

"It's time to wake up."

Yan Li was stunned. She wanted to say something, but her mouth seemed to be glued shut, and she couldn't open it no matter what she did.

What would happen if he, as the creator of dreams, died?

Will she be trapped in this dream, like the warriors who visited the castle, dying in her sleep?