Chapter 171 A Ten-Year Dream



Zhan Xinjia remembered that after she woke up in the city lord's mansion, she also rescued the unconscious Lord Shen and entrusted him to Yan Yuyao and the others. After all, she couldn't fight while taking Lord Shen with her.

Where is Lord Shen?

When asked about this, Zhan Yinshu's originally gentle face immediately turned ashen and ugly.

He didn't say anything, fed her a few more spoonfuls of medicine, and only when the bowl was empty did he take a handkerchief and slowly wipe the little girl's mouth. Putting down the bowl, Zhan Yinshu turned his face away, gave a cold snort, and his tone was not friendly.

"That sickly fellow hasn't woken up yet."

Despite the fact that the people who claimed to be Mei Bao's friends had been praising Shen Suqing these past few days, Zhan Yinshu still felt a surge of anger whenever this "brother-in-law" was mentioned, making her teeth itch with rage.

What Crown Prince's tutor, what top scholar? He looked at that guy surnamed Shen and he was clearly a cunning fox who was not easy to deal with. What's more, he was a weak and sickly man. How could he be worthy of Mei Bao?

What exactly does Meibao like about him?

It's fortunate that the guy surnamed Shen didn't wake up. If he had, he probably would have been forced to sign a death warrant and dragged out for a final battle by now.

"Still not awake?"

Upon receiving this unexpected answer, Zhan Xinjia was surprised and felt uneasy, muttering to herself.

"That's impossible! I've been awake since I woke up, how come Lord Shen is still asleep..."

Nobody knows the answer.

In the end, it was just a sigh of remembrance in my mind.

Ugh, P1's move was so underhanded!

It's important to know that the flow of time in dreams is different from that in reality.

Although you only stayed in that dream for half a month, your little Shen's soul was indeed trapped in that dream for ten years.

Although he entered the dream world only about half a day earlier than you, his timeline for entering the dream world started from the day you met.

For you, ten years have already passed since you first entered the dream.

For him, however, he had been searching for you in his dreams for ten years. Whether it was physical trauma, chronic illness, or blindness, these were all things he had personally experienced, not something he glossed over.

At this point, Jide felt a pang of pity; it was too tragic.

In short, because he's been in the dream for too long and is too deeply immersed, it will take him even longer to wake up. If things get worse, he might never wake up again, or he might go completely insane from the moment he wakes up because he can't bear the pain of the dream...

I think it's more likely to be the latter, since even a normal person would go crazy if trapped in a nightmare for ten years.

Besides, it always felt that Shen Suqing was mentally unstable...

So, did Master Shen really search for her in his dreams for ten years?

Upon hearing this, Zhan Xinjia felt a suffocating heartache and panicked. Ignoring her injuries, she threw off the covers and tried to get out of bed to find him.

"No, I have to go see Lord Shen..."

But she was stopped by the crowd as soon as she made a move.

"Ah Zhi, Lord Shen is lying in another room, don't worry. Doctor Yu is checking on him, he'll be fine. Your own injuries haven't healed yet, so lie down and rest for a while."

Qiaoqiao put her arm around her shoulder and gently advised her.

But Xinjia couldn't hear anything right now. Recalling what happened in her dream, she trembled uncontrollably with intense fear, biting her lip so hard that it almost bled.

He grabbed Qiaoqiao's hand tightly, and when he looked up again, Zhan Xinjia's face was covered with cold tears, and her voice trembled slightly.

"...What if, what if Lord Shen wakes up now? I'm not by his side, and I'll be scared if he wakes up and can't see me."

Just like in the dream, she had left him for ten years, leaving him to endure so much disappointment and pain alone. How could she bear to make him sad again now?

She muttered this almost as if in a dream, and before anyone could react, Zhan Xinjia staggered and fell off the bed. Even though her legs were temporarily weak, she was determined to crawl to his side, even if it meant crawling.

A gasp rang in her ears, and someone quickly picked her up while someone else whispered words of comfort.

With her vision blurred by tears, Zhan Xinjia couldn't see anything clearly, nor did she want to hear anything. She just stared at everyone around her with her watery eyes wide open, pleading, and blankly repeating the same sentence.

"Where is he...please take me there...really, he can't leave me."

In the end, she barely remembered how she was helped to his side.

The young man on the bed slept peacefully, his dark hair disheveled, his pale and thin face extremely haggard, his long eyelashes casting faint shadows on his eyelids, and even his thin lips were bloodless, tinged with gray.

Breaking free from the hands of those around her, Zhan Xinjia staggered forward and grasped his cold hand, holding it tightly.

"Master Xiao Shen!"

Her vision blurred again, and she buried her face in his sleeve to wipe away her tears. She then pressed his cold hand against her cheek.

"I'm back."

“Ah Zhi…” Qiao Qiao wanted to persuade her again, but Cui Wanzhao sighed and pushed everyone out.

"Alright, let her and Lord Shen have some peace and quiet for a while, and don't disturb them."

When Yan Huishi was about to say something to Zhan Yinshu, Yan Yuyao and Fu Shouan walked towards them, both of them looking rather grim.

"Yan Wuju has woken up."

...

Only after everyone had left, the door was closed, and the room returned to its cold silence, did Zhan Xinjia recover from her excessive grief.

She took off her shoes, got into bed, and lay down next to him. Only when she felt his warm body temperature did her anxious heart calm down a little. She buried her face in his chest and reached out to hug his waist dependently.

"Master Xiao Shen..."

Even half a month was unbearable for her, and she was on the verge of despair and collapse. How did Little Shen in her dream survive those ten years?

In a daze, I recalled that time again—

She remembered that it was a very cold day. The swirling snowflakes turned the world white. In that desolate and dilapidated little house, the two of them huddled together for warmth, silently listening to the crackling of the burning charcoal fire.

The fireplace illuminated her face, and he held her hands, hiding them in his warm sleeves.

The cold wind howled outside, and the piles of letters on the floor inside had been neatly tidied up. In her drowsy state, she rested her head on his shoulder.

"Young Master Shen, this is just a dream."

She still remembers this incident and constantly reminds herself not to get too involved.

Shen Suqing paused for a moment after hearing this, his handsome eyebrows curved into a smile, and he lowered his head, his nose touching hers intimately.

Even though he couldn't see, when he looked in her direction, a faint smile would always appear in his dim eyes, as if he could clearly see her face through the void of darkness.

"For me, as long as Azhi is there, it doesn't matter whether it's a dream or reality. And it's always just the two of us here, with no one else to bother us, which I really like."

Those things that once stood in the way of the two of them, that distracted her, that worried her, and that she cared about, have all disappeared and gone.

If he could obtain her completely by paying a certain price, he could have a world where only the two of them existed.

He thinks he likes the present very much.

Yes, he's gone completely insane.

So what if she's blind? So what if she's lost her status and power? So what if she's covered in injuries? As long as she's still by his side, he can convince himself to accept all this suffering, and even become so immersed in it that he doesn't want to wake up.

Dream?

Let it be a dream.

"But Lord Shen."

Pulling herself out of her memories, Zhan Xinjia stroked his cold face, her fingertips lingering between his closed brows and eyes, forcing a smile.

"I'm already awake, why don't you want to wake up?"

What exactly is holding you back?

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