Chapter 60 60. Continued Dream

"This is a hospital. Is my wife a doctor?"

"Your wife is about to give birth." The daughter rolled her eyes and pulled Xia Feng's arm and walked straight into the hospital.

Xia Feng suddenly came to his senses, looked up at the four big words "Pingshan Hospital" above him in confusion, and wondered in his heart, am I dreaming?

Can this dream continue?

Before Xia Feng could react, he was pulled over the threshold. A dazzling light hit him, and he subconsciously turned his head and raised his hand to block it.

When he put his hand down, he realized that he had not entered a hospital, but a white world.

In the center of this world, there is only a lonely upright rectangular glass box, 3 meters high and 1 meter wide, with a woman seeming to be floating inside.

The woman was wearing a bright red fairy dress, with a classical and majestic phoenix carved on the dress. The elegant and sacred image stretched from the back of her neck all the way down her body, covering her uneven curves until her ankles and slender feet. Her graceful toes were covered with transparent red nail polish with a slight shimmer.

As he got closer, Xia Feng could see clearly that on the slender yet beautiful instep, there were intricate light gold patterns that crisscrossed upwards along the ankle, wrapped around the protrusion all the way to the delicate collarbone and the pretty nose, until they disappeared into the slightly open fox-shaped pupils.

Her clothes seemed to be from ancient times. She stood gracefully in the air with her hands clasped together. Her milky white skin was reflected as if it were golden, and her pupils were filled with golden light. There was nothing but holiness in her.

However, Xia Feng recognized this woman at a glance. Her appearance was almost the same as the woman who brought him here.

Confused, Xia Feng subconsciously turned around, only to see that the so-called daughter had disappeared.

Just as Xia Feng approached, the woman frowned slightly, and the golden light in her eyes gradually faded, revealing a pair of foxy eyes with rose-red pupils. She blinked gently, her eyes revealing surprise but also a bit of curiosity.

Staring at Xia Feng without blinking.

Xia Feng blinked: "Are you my unborn wife?"

"Ah?" The woman tilted her head slightly, her clear and crisp voice carrying a hint of innocence as she answered seriously, "I have a husband."

Xia Feng looked at her belly thoughtfully: "Oh, so the one in your belly is my wife?"

The woman also lowered her head to look at her belly, then raised her head in confusion, her pupils full of confusion.

"I don't understand what you mean, but can you come and take me away?"

"Take you away?" Xia Feng was puzzled. "Where are you?"

"I don't know either." The woman's mature and charming face was a little confused. As she watched Xia Feng's fox-shaped red eyes gradually lose focus, she murmured to herself, "I don't know either."

Wow——

Xia Feng suddenly sat up from the bed. The drizzle was still falling outside the window, making a rustling sound that was soothing and sleep-inducing.

He shook his dazed head, and scenes from his dream slowly surfaced in his mind.

"What's going on?" He blinked his eyes in confusion and looked at his phone.

13:09

"Huh?!" Xia Feng suddenly jumped out of bed. Probably because he was too tired these days, he slept until noon.

After washing up quickly, he came to Bloody Street.

The gap in the Infinite Realm on Xueye Street has been completed with the help of the Imperial Gate, and it has been repaired overtime. Now it is very peaceful here.

The Pingshan Hospital had already become a ruin. Xia Feng searched the ruins for several hours but found nothing of note.

That dream was too annoying, and it was hard to explain it clearly, so Xia Feng shook his head and thought, forget it.

[Mushrooms hate potatoes: Is it time? Is it time?]

He checked the time; it was almost half past six.

【Xia Feng: I’ll be right there.】

Bloody Street is very close to the Final Great Wall.

Prince Liszt holds his birthday party every year on the central tower of the Great Wall.

Although the tower is called a tower, it looks more like an ancient palace that stretches above the high walls and under the sky.

When Xia Feng arrived at the foot of the city wall, rows of luxurious cars were already parked in the huge square, looking bright and beautiful.

Each luxury car has a special receptionist to guide it. The gentlemen are dressed in well-fitting tailcoats, and the ladies carefully get out of the car in backless evening gowns.

Gentlemen and nobles walked into the magnificent gate in groups of three or two, chatting and laughing.

At this moment——

There was a lot of chatter in the crowd.

Xia Feng turned around and saw an indigo streamlined luxury sports car, arrogantly and without regard for others, driving directly onto the red carpet where everyone was walking, and heading straight to the end of the red carpet and the reception door.

The receptionist hurried forward, bent down to open the car door and block the roof, and said in a low and respectful voice: "Your Highness, the prince said that you should go directly to him when you arrive. He is waiting for you in Hall 19."

The man who got off the car was wearing a dark blue tuxedo, his thick black hair was combed back with a small braid at the end, he had almond-shaped eyes and a feminine face.

He put his hands in his pockets, kicked the car door, and said calmly, "Stop talking nonsense and drive away."

"Yes." The receptionist bent down and got into the car. The indigo sports car slowly drove into the square, but the man with pigtails did not go in. Instead, he stood at the door with his hands in his pockets and looked around.

When he saw Xia Feng, his eyes paused noticeably.

Xia Feng naturally saw this man as well, the eldest son of the prince, Li Siwen. He was not very familiar with him. He only knew that this guy had a very poor talent as a spiritual master. He was only 28 years old and still only an apprentice spiritual master. Even if he spent money, he could not reach the first level.

But he has great artistic attainments. I heard that he is a piano master highly praised by the industry and has won many prestigious awards.

Their eyes crossed, and Li Siwen looked up at the entrance on the right.

Xia Feng also seemed to sense something and looked over.

A streamlined, low-end luxury sports car with a dark black body slid into the square like a ghost.

The car door opened slightly, and a white calf wearing noble black crystal high heels stretched out, and a woman in a dark and restrained evening dress walked out of the car.

She looked around. Three thousand snow-white silks were tied with black crystal hairpins like a queen's crown. Her exposed smooth collarbone and slender neck were sexy and white. Perhaps because she took off her half-frame gold-rimmed glasses, her usual bookish and elegant temperament faded a little, and the graceful and elegant aura of a superior was revealed.

Turning her head, Mu Qingtong's golden eyes caught sight of Xia Feng not far away.

The guests attracted around were talking quietly, and they all recognized that this was the daughter of the Taicang Mu family.

Although the head of the Taicang Mu family does not have a high title, he has a niece who is well-known by all the nobles.

A month ago, everyone thought that the prince's youngest son would marry Mu Qingtong of the Mu family.

But unexpectedly, the prince's youngest son died mysteriously the day after the happy news of the marriage was announced.

Later, after many twists and turns and with the interference of the Black Moon Church, a guy named Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong got married.

Seeing Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes looking at him, Xia Feng walked forward slowly in a perfectly tailored pure white tuxedo.

When the two looked at each other, he found that Mu Qingtong did not wear any decorations such as necklaces and earrings, but this also made her look less flashy and vulgar.

Xia Feng turned around, smiled and extended his right arm: "Let's go."

"Yeah." Mu Qingtong responded softly, and her slender hand covered with lace gauze inserted into Xia Feng's arm and gently held him in her arms.

The two, one in black and one in white, walked slowly on the red carpet towards the dazzling gate as everyone's gaze shifted.

(End of this chapter)