Ever since meeting Meng Zhelan, Qi Yu has been plagued by the same recurring nightmare, as if under a spell.
In his dream, he watched helplessly as his beloved Meng Zhelan fell off a cliff, powerless to stop her, only able to open his mouth in terror and utter a silent scream. That profound sense of despair was like a sharp dagger piercing his heart, causing excruciating pain. The scene was so vivid, it felt as if it had truly happened, not just a dream.
Just then, Meng Zhelan suddenly stopped at the edge of the cliff. She turned her head and smiled slightly at Qi Yu. Then, her body slowly leaned backward, like a withered petal, gently falling into the bottomless abyss.
Upon seeing this, Qi Yu rushed over like a madman, desperately reaching out his hands to grab Meng Zhelan.
But no matter how hard he tried, it was all in vain. His hands flailed wildly in the air, grasping only a cold void. As Meng Zhelan's figure completely disappeared into the darkness, Qi Yu screamed with all his might, his voice echoing through the sky.
Suddenly, he woke up from a nightmare, trembling all over, his forehead covered in a thick layer of cold sweat that soaked his pillow.
Lu Yi, who was fast asleep, opened his eyes instantly upon hearing the sudden noise, sat up, and looked at Qi Shen with a worried expression.
"Your Highness, what's wrong? Did you have another nightmare?" Lu Yi asked anxiously.
Qi Yu's eyes were vacant. It took him a long time to recover before he nodded slightly: "Please ask Doctor Meng to come over. Tell him that I am feeling unwell."
"Yes." Lu Yi accepted the order and left.
When Lu Yi arrived, Meng Zhelan was just about to leave.
She was quite helpless about this, but she couldn't refuse Prince An's request, so she had no choice but to go to Prince An's residence with Lu Yi.
"Doctor Meng, please take a look at His Highness." Lu Yi said urgently, leading Doctor Meng to Prince An.
Meng Zhelan nodded slightly, slowly sat down, placed three fingers on Qi Yu's wrist, closed her eyes and focused her mind to carefully take his pulse.
A moment later, she opened her eyes, her gaze showing a hint of relief.
"Your Highness's illness is likely due to excessive internal heat. A few doses of calming tea should suffice," she said slowly.
Qi Yu looked at her, remaining silent for a long time.
"Your Highness, Your Highness," Meng Zhelan called out to him several times.
He seemed to snap out of his daze, shifting his gaze from Meng Zhelan's face to the distance. As if deep in thought, he finally only replied with a simple "Okay," and then had Lu Yi escort Meng Zhelan back.
At night, Qi Yu sat alone in the courtyard.
As the moonlight shone down, his heart was filled with doubt. Why did that dream feel so real? He recalled the faint medicinal fragrance emanating from Meng Zhelan when she approached him to take his pulse during the day, and a sense of peace inexplicably settled over him.
After returning home, Meng Zhelan felt that Prince An was rather eccentric, with an indescribable melancholy and profundity always emanating from his words and actions. However, when she recalled how he had rescued her from Prince Liang's residence, a warm feeling involuntarily welled up in her heart.
If it weren't for his intervention, I, a mere commoner, would have been truly in dire straits if I had fallen into the hands of the King of Liang and been imprisoned by him. I would have been helpless and desperate. After all, how could I, with my meager strength and status, possibly contend with the all-powerful King of Liang?
Regardless, he was truly my savior.
During this period of time, I have been studying ancient medical books day and night, searching for rare medicinal materials everywhere, and constantly trying various formulas and refining methods, all in order to refine a pill that is immune to all poisons. In this way, I can consider it a small way of repaying his life-saving kindness.
But Meng Zhelan did not expect that her entanglement with Prince An was much deeper than she had imagined.
Later, on their way to Jingcheng to deal with the epidemic, they were attacked. The image of Qi Shen wielding his sword and slaying wolves was deeply etched in Meng Zhelan's mind.
She found herself paying more and more attention to him, a feeling that felt very unfamiliar.
After that, they went through many things together, and their feelings for each other grew quietly without them even realizing it.
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Meng Zhelan, dressed in her wedding gown, finally had a moment to change out of the elaborate attire. She couldn't help but reminisce about the past, lamenting the impermanence of life. Suddenly, a strange fragrance wafted over, and she quickly lost consciousness.
Unexpectedly, it was Qi Shen and Du Ruoxi, who had been demoted to commoners, who had tied him up.
Feeling cold and hungry, she developed a high fever that night, and in her delirium, some unfamiliar memories appeared in her mind.
It turns out that she was a postmodern person in her previous life. After an unexpected death, her soul returned to this era and was reincarnated as a human. Her soul was imprisoned in the body of an infant, and she was powerless to face reality, so she could only passively accept everything.
Fortunately, her parents loved her dearly, but their happiness was short-lived. When she was young, her father was wrongly accused and took them away from the capital. Unexpectedly, her mother died of illness on the way. After many twists and turns, they finally settled in a village in Yunnan and Sichuan.
After a few years of peaceful life, her father disappeared while gathering herbs in the mountains. She decided to go up the mountain to find some herbs to sell and raise enough money to find her father.
Unexpectedly, instead of finding the herbs, they discovered a man who had fallen from a height.
After much deliberation, she decided to take the man home for treatment. After having someone move him into her house, she was shocked to discover he was actually a woman! The events that followed remain vivid in her memory to this day…
Thinking of this, Meng Zhelan felt a strange, indescribable feeling well up inside her. She clearly remembered that in the last moments of her previous life, she was ruthlessly pushed off a cliff by Qi Shen, and then breathed her last in Xi'er's warm embrace, thus ending her life.
However, for some unknown reason, she has miraculously been reborn! The only perplexing thing is that she has lost all memories of her past life. But for some reason, a high fever has restored all her memories.
What's even more unbelievable is that this incarnation of Xi'er tells her that she has traveled from a distant postmodern era. All of this is beyond Meng Zhelan's imagination.
But deep down, she felt as if everything was predestined, perhaps a coincidence arranged by heaven to give them a precious chance to start over.
That night, all was quiet, with only the twinkling stars in the sky witnessing the two people inside who had stayed up all night. They sat by the window, face to face, recounting their past lives. The laughter and tears, the love and hate, all flashed through their minds like scenes from a movie.
After a long talk, they finally made up their minds that since God had given them a second chance in this era, they must seize this rare opportunity and make the most of their lives.
"My lady, it's late, you should retire for the night." Qi Yu stepped forward and embraced Meng Zhelan, interrupting her thoughts.
Meng Zhelan was pulled back to reality by Qi Yu's sudden hug. She looked up at Qi Yu, her eyes full of tenderness. "Have you finished your official business?"
Qi Yu smiled slightly and gently stroked Meng Zhelan's nose. "I finished my official business early today, so I thought I'd come back to be with you as soon as possible."
Since marrying Meng Zhelan, Qi Yu has been able to sleep peacefully every night and has never been disturbed by those terrible nightmares again.
In the past, every time night fell, those nightmares would haunt him like demons, causing him to struggle in endless fear and pain.
Perhaps, as people often say, our past and present lives are predetermined. Since getting married, Qi Yu has never had such nightmares again. Perhaps in his past life he loved but could not be with the one he desired, and Heaven ultimately took pity on him, bestowing upon him such a beautiful marriage in this life, allowing him to stay with his beloved and spend the rest of his life together.
As the years go by, to have a loved one by your side, family members in good health, and friends who understand you is truly a great blessing in life. And for Meng Zhelan, to be able to use her medical skills to help people and save lives can be considered a fulfillment of her life's merits.
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