"Give them too much at once, they can't handle it. If their health collapses, then no one will do the work."
"Zhao Zhong, you're too soft-hearted. The little work they do isn't worth the good food and drink I get every day."
"Chef Wang, my elder sister instructed us not to do anything reckless during the first month."
"Have you gotten your bowls and chopsticks yet?"
Snap!
He was caught eavesdropping on the Winter Solstice and thrown into the dungeon.
I don't know what Yingmeng is, but from what Zhao Zhong and Chef Wang said, I know it's not a good thing.
I dare not eat the food that was delivered to me on the Winter Solstice.
One day, two days, three days, and on the fourth day, Dongzhi couldn't hold on any longer.
He was so hungry that he took the food Zhao Zhong brought and swallowed it in large gulps.
He swallowed up his and his sister's wonderful lives.
Dongzhi becomes Zhao Zhong's assistant, helping him feed Yingmeng to the fellow workers who came with him.
Let them sink into the same slump as we have.
A month later, many people didn't mention going back. They had been captivated by Yingmeng and forgotten their families.
Even on the winter solstice, he forgot about the seven taels of silver he had been longing for, and he forgot about his sister waiting for him to return home.
Every day on the Winter Solstice, all I think about is the Nightingale Dream, immersing myself in a dreamlike and ethereal world.
If it weren't for that shock, the winter solstice might have continued like this until death.
That day, after finishing the tasks assigned by Zhao Zhong, Dongzhi received the Yingmeng gift from Zhao Zhong.
I was just about to find a secluded spot to enjoy myself.
I heard a series of groans.
Dongzhi, curious, followed the sound and came to a secluded cave.
Accompanied by groans, there was also a stench of decay.
Dongzhi hesitated for a moment before going inside.
He saw a scene that still sends chills down his spine to this day.
Inside the cave, some humanoid monsters lay scattered about.
They were unshaven, and their exposed skin was covered in large scars that emitted a foul stench.
When these people saw the winter solstice, they reached out their hands and murmured, "Give me a dream, give me a dream..."
His teeth were black and yellow, and he smelled terrible all over.
The winter solstice was so frightened that it retreated.
Ignoring the filth on the ground, the people struggled to crawl towards Dongzhi, still calling out, "Yingmeng, Yingmeng, give me...I want..."
Dongzhi was terrified and ran out of the cave, panting heavily.
He had a feeling that if he continued to consume the Nightingale Dream, he would die like them, in a secluded cave where no one knew him.
I feel a lingering fear after the Winter Solstice.
Realizing he'd been gone for a month, he knew it was time to go back.
His younger sister at home is still waiting for him.
He wanted to leave on the winter solstice, but he kept a low profile.
He discovered that an oxcart would go out to buy food every three days in the valley.
On the winter solstice, they stole some of the nightingale's dreams and secretly hopped onto an oxcart to leave the valley.
I returned home under the cover of night.
He was afraid that his grotesque appearance would frighten Xiaoman, so he locked himself in his room.
Thinking that I should just get through this and stop taking Yingmeng.
The roar of the Winter Solstice inside the house startled the Little Fullness outside the door.
To save her brother, Xiaoman invited Li An to help.
Ang Lee arrived as a doctor.
Zhao Zhong and his men also arrived, and they killed Xiaoman.
“It’s all my fault. I should have starved to death in the valley.” Dongzhi blamed himself and suddenly his body trembled.
"Tie me up, tie me up! I... I can't. I can't. I can't, I can't. No, give me Yingmeng, I want Yingmeng..."
Winter Solstice once again immerses me in the dream of nightingales.
Ang Lee instructed Ling Yu, "Tie him up."
He turned and went out, with the Fifth Young Master following behind him.
"How come I didn't know you had a younger sister?"
"There's a lot you don't know," Li An said to the Fifth Young Master before returning to his room.
Grind ink and pick up a brush to paint the valley scene depicted on the winter solstice.
The Fifth Prince watched from the side, his eyes full of admiration.
His An'an is a master painter, unmatched by anyone.
After Li An finished painting, he handed it to the Fifth Master.
"Have your people thoroughly investigate whether this place even exists."
The Fifth Prince took the painting and arranged for someone to investigate.
Looking outside, it's almost time for the Flower King Banquet to begin.
Li An took the clothes Kong Qing brought and went behind the screen to change.
Li An's blue robe made him appear even more upright, like a flawless piece of jade.
The Fifth Prince was stunned, and then jealousy set in.
Ang Lee dressed up for a woman. The headband he wore was a gift from him.
"I forbid you to leave the house." The Fifth Young Master blocked the doorway.
Li An frowned. "Get out of the way."
The Fifth Prince could not dissuade Li An in the end and watched helplessly as he got into Hua Ling's carriage.
The Fifth Prince had a thousand ways to torment Hua Ling in his mind. Feeling a little better, he turned around and saw Kong Qing smiling.
You're laughing at me.
"No. I just suddenly thought of it, I just thought of it," you stubborn mum, hurry up and think of something nice to say.
"What are you thinking about?" The Fifth Young Master's voice was gentle, but Kong Qing's heart was pounding.
"Your subordinate was wrong," Kong Qing said, bowing his head in apology.
“Follow him and protect An’an. If he gets even a little hurt, I’ll skin you alive.”
"Your subordinate will protect Second Master with his life." After saying this, Kong Qing chased after the carriage in the direction it had left.
Inside the carriage, Li An and Hua Ling discussed the Flower King's Banquet.
Hua Ling's grandfather once received the title of Flower King.
As a family member, Hua Ling accompanied her grandfather to the Flower King Banquet once.
The town mayor at that time was the current town mayor's brother, who is also Zhao Hong's husband.
The Flower King competition was an event organized by the former town mayor. Its purpose was to attract merchants from other places and improve the lives of the people of Flower Town.
The process was quite arduous, but after the Flower King selection event was launched, Flower Town did indeed gradually prosper, just as the former mayor had predicted.
The people of Huazhen were very grateful to Mayor Zhu, and after his death, they jointly elected his younger brother, Zhu Fuying, to succeed him as mayor.
The Flower King Banquet was proposed by Zhu Fuying after she became the town mayor.
As they were talking, the carriage arrived at the Zhu family's residence.
Li An got off the carriage first, stood still, and waited for Hua Ling to get off the carriage.
The two entered the Zhu residence together.
The lanterns hanging high illuminated the entire hall as if it were daytime.
Hua Ling was invited to leave as soon as she entered.
Ang Lee found a corner to sit down and observed everyone in the hall.
"What are you doing here?" Zhu Zhangzhi looked at Li An with surprise. He had someone investigate thoroughly during this time.
Li An was a traveling doctor who, relying on his good looks, won the favor of Hua Ling.
"There's no way Sister Hua Ling could like you."
Zhu Zhangzhi's words surprised Ang Lee.
Hua Ling's relationship with the Zhu family was not as distant as she claimed.
"That's no trouble for Young Master Zhu."
"I'm warning you. If you dare to make a move on Sister Hua Ling, I will definitely not let you get away with it." Zhu Zhangzhi clenched his fist.
"Zhi'er, what are you doing?" Zhao Hong walked over.
"Mother, I'm asking Doctor Li what I can eat to stop a cough?" Zhu Zhangzhi explained instantly, his expression changing instantly.
"Where do you feel unwell?" Zhao Hong took Zhu Zhangzhi's hand and looked him over carefully.
"I'm fine. I heard you coughing this morning."
Zhao Hong was very pleased to hear her son's concern. "My throat was a little dry this morning, but after drinking some water, I'm fine now."
"If you don't mind, Madam, I can take your pulse."
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