He Yi put down her chopsticks and looked at Qingju, "You've been serving as a servant in the outer courtyard. Have you received any news from Father or Brother?"

Hearing this, Qingju smiled with relief, "I asked the servants in the manor this afternoon, and they said that the master is still unconscious, and the eldest young master is taking care of him. He's so busy that he hasn't eaten or drunk anything."

As Qingju spoke, her eyes also reddened.

"Princess, you haven't eaten all day. Please eat something. After all, with so many complicated things happening lately, people need to be well-fed and hydrated to have the energy to do things." Seeing how much Qingju cared about her, Heyi chuckled and picked up her chopsticks.

Only then did He Yi describe the nightmare she had just experienced to Qing Ju. It was a hazy, smoke-filled dreamscape, and in that terrifying nightmare, scorching heat waves spread from all directions.

He Yi stepped barefoot onto the scorching ground in the courtyard of the Minister's Mansion. Before her were familiar buildings, but in this terrifying dream, every brick, tile, and blade of grass had turned into flames.

The carved beams and painted rafters crackled in the flames, and the vermilion pillars collapsed with a crash, sending countless sparks flying into the sky.

"Brother, brother, where are you?!" Zheng Heyi screamed hoarsely in her dream. At that moment, she felt her throat stinging from the thick smoke.

In the ashes not far away, a familiar figure was struggling. It was his older brother, Zheng Yu. Zheng Yu was wearing casual clothes, half of which had been completely burned away. He was clutching his chest in pain and coughing violently in the flames.

He tried to climb towards the water vat not far away, but his leg was pinned down by a fallen beam. He Yi rushed over frantically, "Brother, get up, get up quickly!"

Mengli Heyi's voice cracked because she was anxious.

"Brother," in this nightmare, He Yi ignored the excruciating pain in her hands and desperately clung to the scorching beam, dragging it along. The wood burned her palms, but she felt no pain; all she could see was Zheng Yu's pained face.

"Heyi, go! Go quickly! Don't worry about me, just go."

Coughing up blood, Zheng Yu waved his hand forcefully, "Don't worry about me, let's go."

"No! I want to take you with me!" He Yi cried out in anguish, blood dripping from the beam. The flames spread wildly, drawing ever closer.

At this moment, Zheng Yu groaned in pain from the ashes, and then his eyes gradually became unfocused.

"Brother!" He Yi lunged forward, only to grasp at a wisp of scalding air. Zheng Yu's figure had turned to ashes in the flames, drifting away with the wind.

【Ahhh, the nightmare is here! No!】

[I'm so heartbroken! Actually, the villainous female supporting character had a very deep affection for her brother too.]

[This dream was so realistic! Does it foreshadow the downfall of the Minister's mansion?]

He Yi woke up with a scream, her clothes soaked with cold sweat. Even though she was back in reality, her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of her chest. She rubbed her eyes to clear her mind of the chaotic images, rested for a while, and then looked around blankly.

But the room was brightly lit and there was nothing unusual about it.

At this moment, He Yi poured out her nightmare. After she finished speaking, she saw Qing Ju across from her slowly put down her chopsticks and was so frightened that her face turned pale.

"Princess! No wonder I heard you shouting for help before I came in. I was so scared!" Qingju looked at Heyi. Heyi grabbed Qingju's hand tightly.

"Now I don't know how my brother is doing! Quick! Send someone to the Minister's mansion to check!" This dream was bizarre and strange, making He Yi shudder.

It is said that dreams and reality are connected, so He Yi naturally wanted to learn more about reality.

Seeing He Yi's anxious face, Qing Ju nodded hurriedly, stopped eating, put down her chopsticks and stood up: "Yes, yes! This servant will go to the Minister's residence right away! This servant will go personally." Qing Ju hurriedly ran out.

He Yi slumped onto the embroidered stool, her eyes fixed on the window. Outside was a dark sky, and all the bright stars of the night had vanished.

Because of this sudden, bizarre dream, He Yi trembled uncontrollably. The scenes in the dream were so vivid, so vivid, that they terrified and made her shrink back in fear.

Could the Minister's mansion truly be facing an unprecedented calamity? Would her brother really die a violent death? No! She was born to be a pampered young lady...

Zheng Heyi dared not think any further. She bit her lip hard, and all the images in her mind disappeared. At the same time, a sweet, bloody taste began to vibrate on her tongue.

[Thank goodness you're awake! You scared me to death!]

[This dream is definitely foreshadowing! You wicked female supporting character, you absolutely must protect your brother!]

[Don't panic, Heyi! You still have us!]

Qingju left, rushing towards the Minister's residence.

Meanwhile, in an inconspicuous mansion in the West Market, candlelight flickered. The man and woman impersonating He Yi's parents knelt timidly on the ground, while the woman seated above stared at them with annoyance.

The man and woman kowtowed repeatedly, as if pounding garlic. The woman sitting at the head of the table was dressed in red, her face covered with thick rouge; this was Zheng Yutang. She slowly looked at the two of them, a cold smile unconsciously appearing on her lips.

"Five taels of silver and you think you can get rid of me? You're all useless!" Zheng Yutang cursed angrily, standing up and looking at the two of them with her hands on her hips.

The woman immediately knelt down beside her, sobbing, "Second Miss... oh, no, no, Eldest Miss. That Zheng Heyi is too ruthless. She even said she'd send us to Yingtian Prefecture. Think about it, Yingtian Prefecture is a place we can only go to. My husband has legal troubles. If he's investigated, we'll be beheaded. We're so scared..."

"Scared?!" Zheng Yutang kicked the woman hard in the back, causing her to fall. Zheng Yutang said coldly, "When I brought you from the mountains to the city, why weren't you scared? Why weren't you scared with the money I gave you? The shadows I gave you back then were enough for you to buy ten acres of land in the countryside. Now you're telling me you're scared? You're scared to death over this little thing?!"

The thin man rubbed his hands together, forcing an awkward smile. "Miss, please calm down. We're not afraid, we just feel... it's more important to keep those five taels of silver to save our lives. Next time you give the order, we promise to behave well and make sure that little bitch doesn't get away with it!"

"Next time?" Zheng Yutang laughed, looking down at the two of them. "Do you think you'll have a next chance? This incident has become public knowledge. If it's found out you're connected to me, do you think I'll still protect you?!"

The two men turned pale and said in unison, "Miss, spare us! We don't know anything! We're just two country bumpkins."

"Enough!"