Chapter 594 I just didn't want to hurt her.
While pulling the blanket up for him, Du Wanchun replied, "They were all captured alive by my uncle. After some time, he will bring these Southern Barbarians to negotiate with their king."
Zhou Ruiyuan nodded slightly again.
He was too weak from the poisoning, and after saying just a few words, he was clearly unwell.
Du Wanchun knew what else he wanted to ask, and continued, "The assassin who tried to kill me has still not been found. My third brother said that there was no one in the inn at the time."
"Nobody's here?" Zhou Ruiyuan looked surprised.
Du Wanchun said slowly, "No one has entered or left, which means the assassin is still in the capital."
Zhou Ruiyuan suddenly realized.
The two of them suddenly fell silent.
Du Wanchun knew about his doubts, but she didn't know how to tell him.
At night, Zhou Ruiyuan could no longer hold on and fell into a deep sleep.
Du Wanchun stayed by his side all night, using her spiritual power to gradually detoxify him.
Zhou Ruiyuan was sleeping when he suddenly felt a splitting headache.
In his hazy state, he began to dream.
In his dream, he saw a little girl in a pale yellow dress with fluffy little balls on her head in a palace filled with wisps of white smoke.
The little girl looks a lot like Mianmian, with fair cheeks, round eyes, and those familiar dimples.
Is it to save spring?
Zhou Ruiyuan was startled and tried to step forward, but found that his body was stiff and he couldn't move at all.
Little Wanchun was beside him, watering him, her eyebrows arched as she chattered incessantly.
Some say it was her parents who abandoned her to travel all over the world.
There are also mentions of her eldest brother, second brother, and younger sister.
She said her older brother was old enough to allow her to eat sweets, and that her younger sister was very interesting.
She also told him that his eldest and second eldest brothers were getting old and had married and had children, and that his younger sister had left with her master, leaving him all alone.
She was so bored and hoped he could keep her company and talk to her.
Zhou Ruiyuan tried to speak, but found himself unable to open his mouth.
He vaguely realized that he was dreaming.
As the scene shifted again, Xiao Wanchun had grown a bit bigger. She reached out and touched his head, laughing heartily, "You seem to have grown a lot taller. Mother said that in a few days, she will turn you into human form, so I will have a companion."
She smiled and poured some more water on him.
Not long after, a woman arrived. The woman had similar features to Wan Chun. She gently squatted down, lightly pinched Wan Chun's nose, and then waved at him.
He suddenly felt that he could move again.
He looked down and saw a pair of small, delicate hands.
"That's wonderful, Mother!"
When he looked up again, Xiao Wanchun rushed over and hugged him tightly.
Zhou Ruiyuan felt his heart skip a beat, as if he had missed a beat, and his whole body was electrified.
He reached out and hugged her as well.
The person in my arms was small and soft.
When he came to his senses again, the scene immediately changed again.
This time, he saw a lotus pond full of blooming lotus flowers, where Xiao Wanchun was resting on a small boat.
When Xiao Wanchun heard someone coming, she quickly sat up and turned to look at her.
She's probably just turned 18, still a bit childish, with rosy cheeks, a look Zhou Ruiyuan has never seen before.
He was delighted and reached out to touch it, but found he couldn't.
He realized again that he was still dreaming.
Little Wan Chunguang hopped and skipped to him, her laughter like silver bells, her eyes sparkling and captivating.
"Brother, brother, come here quickly, there are many lotus seeds here."
Zhou Ruiyuan was infected by her laughter and couldn't help but walk forward.
However, he was stopped after taking only a few steps.
It was the gentle woman he had met before.
The lotus pond, which was originally sunny and fragrant with flowers, has now been transformed into a palace shrouded in white mist.
He saw the woman say to Xiao Wanchun, "He's nothing but a weed growing in the ground, not even a normal demon, so how can he have any real feelings?"
Xiao Wanchun looked unconvinced and shouted, "No, he is a person, a living person, and we will be together for the rest of our lives."
The gentle woman sighed, "He was just an ordinary blade of grass. It was I who gave him spiritual energy that allowed him to take human form. He will eventually wither and disappear."
Xiao Wanchun cried after hearing this, her round eyes filled with tears. "Will he die?"
The gentle woman nodded. "Of course, everything in the world has a beginning and an end, a birth and a death. Besides, it's just an ordinary blade of grass. When you grow up, it will wither. Even with my spiritual energy, it won't be able to survive."
Xiao Wanchun cried harder and harder.
Zhou Ruiyuan felt sorry for her and wanted to reach out and hug her.
However, the scene shifted again, and he saw Du Wanchun standing on the horizon.
I don't know what she said, but suddenly she leaned back and slowly fell.
Zhou Ruiyuan rushed forward, wanting to catch her, but suddenly woke up from his dream.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that gentle woman again.
The woman was the mother Du Wanchun was referring to.
Zhou Ruiyuan thought he was still dreaming. "Who are you?"
He had barely finished speaking when he noticed that Du Wanchun was asleep beside his bed.
He was shocked to discover that this was not a dream.
“Wan…” Zhou Ruiyuan wanted to wake Du Wanchun, but the woman stopped him, “Don’t wake her, she’s tired, let her rest.”
Zhou Ruiyuan stopped calling out to her, looked down at the sleeping Du Wanchun, his eyes filled with heartache. He reached out and gently touched her hair, then quickly withdrew his hand.
The woman beside her laughed and said, "Don't worry, she'll be fine. She'll be alright after a good night's sleep. It's just that you've been poisoned and you probably won't live much longer."
Zhou Ruiyuan trembled and seemed slightly lost in thought.
The woman asked him, "What? Afraid of dying?"
Zhou Ruiyuan shook his head. "No, I'm not afraid of death, I just..."
"I'm just afraid that when she wakes up, she'll be heartbroken to not see me..."
As he finished speaking, he gripped Du Wanchun's hand tightly, not wanting to let go of her so easily.
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