After doing all this, Xia He was exhausted. She had first fought hard to kill wolves, then collected supplies, and now she was trimming the fur of the two little ones. Xia He then took a quick shower and collapsed onto the bed, falling fast asleep.
Xia He had a dream in which she was her younger self. However, she was dressed in a magnificent robe embroidered with exquisite patterns, as if she had come from a fairyland. The robe fluttered in the breeze like wings unfolding, every detail exuding grace and elegance.
The dress was a soft, pale blue, like clouds in the sky. Silver threads adorned the sleeves, twinkling like starlight in the night. A blooming lotus was embroidered on the lapel, its petals as smooth and lustrous as jade, its fragrance almost tangible.
Xia He wore an exquisite floral crown, inlaid with various gemstones, each one sparkling brilliantly. Swaying feathers adorned the crown, creating a dreamlike effect. Her hair was meticulously styled into an updo, tied with a silver ribbon into a bow, dangling above her head and adding a touch of playfulness.
The boy playing with Xia He was also dressed in magnificent attire. His robes were as black as ink, adorned with lifelike golden phoenixes. The hem of his robes swayed gently with his movements, like a fairy dancing gracefully. The necklace he wore was a string of amethyst crystals, radiating a mysterious purple light.
They stood atop a colossal tree, soaring into the clouds, its trunk smooth as jade, seemingly some kind of extraordinary tree. Its crown was adorned with all sorts of flowers, radiating a dazzling array of colors. Strange runes were carved into the trunk, exuding a mysterious aura. Moreover, this tree could speak; its voice was clear and melodious, like a celestial melody.
In her dream, Xia He and the boy laughed and played happily in this wonderful dream world. Suddenly, a woman in red entered Xia He's dream and said, "Xiao He, you're being naughty with Xiao Lin again. Look what you've done to the old tree."
The one who spoke was a woman in red, her voice melodious and beautiful, like a fairy's song. She wore a vibrant red dress, as red as flames, which accentuated her graceful figure. The woman in red looked at Xia He and the young man with a smile that revealed kindness and responsibility.
However, when Xia He tried to see the woman's face clearly, she couldn't make it out no matter how hard she tried. The more she tried, the blurrier it became, until a cry of surprise rang out, "Mother!"
Xia He woke up from her dream, panting heavily. "That dream? Was it me from the Huiling Continent? And Xiao Lin? That woman in red, was she... my mother?"
With questions in mind, Xia He called Xiao Hua out. Xiao Hua was still asleep when Xia He woke her up. Her hazy tiger eyes sparkled with a clear foolishness. Xia He didn't care whether Xiao Hua was awake or not and told her about her dream.
"It seems that the woman in red you mentioned is our master. Our master loves red and wears it almost every day. Her beauty is unparalleled in the Huiling Continent!"
After speaking, Xiaohua looked on with admiration, as if recalling every moment she spent with her owner.
Xia He is an orphan in this world and has never experienced maternal love since childhood. Hearing her mother's voice in her dream just now had a great impact on her.
Xia He suddenly felt that she wasn't so lonely after all.
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