Chapter 398 Illusion
Seeing this, Jiang Ran waved slightly to Gu Nan, who immediately understood. The two walked out one after the other, leaving them some private space.
"I'll leave you to my own devices here for now. I'll go back and prepare some things to bring with me."
Jiang Ran's gaze darkened slightly as she slowly spoke.
"It's nothing, it's what I should do," Gu Nan replied softly.
Jiang Ran glanced up at the ward and vaguely saw Si Youlin's shoulders trembling, clearly crying.
Seeing this, Jiang Ran slowly withdrew her gaze, her expression slightly stern, and a surge of indescribable emotions rose in her heart. She then turned and left.
On the drive to the villa, my mind was filled with a multitude of thoughts.
The situation is dire, and they are at a significant disadvantage. The old man is in a coma, but the mastermind behind the murder is still only a suspicion, with no concrete evidence pointing to him.
Although Si Zuochen was saved, his condition was not optimistic, as if it were an invisible warning from the person behind the scenes.
Thinking of this, a chill suddenly appeared between Jiang Ran's brows, her gaze sharpened, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes.
Upon arriving at the villa, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in the hall. The butler hesitated to speak, but upon seeing the newcomer, Jiang Ran's eyes narrowed slightly, and she asked in confusion, "What are you doing here?"
Hearing the sound, the butler and Si Jiliang turned around at the same time. The butler walked straight to Jiang Ran and explained softly, "Madam, Mr. Si insisted on waiting for you to come back, and I couldn't persuade him..."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Si Jiliang raised an eyebrow and suddenly asked, "Crossing the river and then burning the bridge? Isn't that a bit too fast?"
There was a hint of teasing in his tone, and Jiang Ran sensed his implied meaning. She then turned to the butler and explained, "It's alright, guests are guests, you can go ahead and get busy."
Since Jiang Ran had spoken, the butler couldn't say anything more, so he could only respond in a low voice and turn to leave.
In an instant, only the two of them remained in the large main hall, staring at each other. Jiang Ran raised an eyebrow, walked slowly to the sofa, sat down, and asked in a low voice, "What is it? Is there something you need?"
"I heard that Ah Chen has been found," Si Jiliang said casually.
She kept turning the ring on her hand, her eyes lowered, concealing the thoughts in them.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ran nodded slightly and replied in a low voice, "Yes, but the situation is rather dire right now, and I'm afraid it will take some time to recover."
Jiang Ran didn't hide anything and told the whole story directly.
Si Jiliang nodded slightly and casually inquired about the recent progress. Since the murderer who pushed the old man downstairs had not yet been found, the two of them were now in the same boat, and Jiang Ran would also share the progress.
In the middle of the conversation, I suddenly felt everything go black and my consciousness immediately went into a daze.
When Si Jiliang saw her slump on the sofa, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was unreadable.
After calling her name softly twice, she didn't respond at all.
Seeing this, Si Jiliang told her to calm down a bit, and to avoid attracting too much attention, he immediately carried her into the room.
He didn't expect Si Yanxiao to find Si Zuochen so quickly. If things continue like this, sooner or later the investigation will lead to his mother, and Jiang Ran's help will naturally be involved in this.
Thinking of this, he decided to bring the plan forward. Originally, he had delayed the matter again and again out of consideration for the old man's face and Jiang Ran's wishes, unwilling to be a protector of the flower.
But now...
The situation has changed, and he can no longer remain inactive as before.
So he had no choice but to use this method. The reason he turned the ring just now was because there was a hidden card inside containing a powder called "Mixed Fragrance," which was colorless and odorless, but could make people lose consciousness.
He intended to use this opportunity to probe into her consciousness.
His gaze sharpened, and he held a talisman in his hand, chanting incantations. As the talisman spontaneously combusted, he then made a hand seal and lightly touched Jiang Ran's forehead.
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Jiang Ran looked up at everything before her, feeling somewhat unfamiliar. Just as she hesitated, a soft male voice suddenly called out from behind her: "Wife!"
Hearing the voice, Jiang Ran turned around and saw a handsome man with a faint smile on his lips walking slowly towards her.
Jiang Ran looked at his expression and spoke softly. She felt that he was both unfamiliar and familiar. Upon closer inspection, she noticed that his appearance was somewhat similar to Si Jiliang's.
Seeing this, Jiang Ran's eyes flickered slightly, and she asked in confusion, "Who are you?"
"Don't you recognize me?" The man in front of her curled his lip, feigning grievance as he spoke in a low voice, "We were in love, but you lost your memory after falling off a cliff..."
As he spoke, he quickly pointed to the thatched hut in front of him and continued, "This is where we live."
Jiang Ran looked up and saw that it was indeed the ancient setting before her. A look of surprise flashed through her mind, and she said in a few words, "Wasn't I in the modern world? How did I end up here?"
"Did I somehow transmigrate again out of nowhere?"
Upon realizing this, Jiang Ran's expression changed, and she hurriedly tried to calculate what had happened by making hand gestures, but to no avail.
After several unsuccessful attempts, the man suddenly grabbed her hand and whispered, "Wife, what are you doing? Do you really think you're a god?"
"How could this be..." Jiang Ran's face immediately showed a look of helplessness. She kept making hand seals and asked in surprise, "Where is my spiritual power? How come there is no sign of my spiritual power circulating at all?"
"What spiritual power? Why are you talking nonsense again?" The man looked helpless, pulling her towards the inner room as he complained, "Why are you always saying such nonsensical things lately?"
"Ever since you were rescued from the cliff, you've started having these endless, nonsensical dreams. What? You're having another one this time?"
The man's words seemed to make sense and were logical.
Jiang Ran hesitated. Could it be... that Si Yanxiao and the child were really just her imagination?!
All those past events are still vivid in my mind. Was it really just a dream?
Just as she hesitated, the man spoke softly and gently, explaining the situation between the two of them.
The two were childhood sweethearts and later got married. However, not long after their marriage, bandits tried to kidnap her, but she refused and fell off a cliff.
The man stayed by her side and rushed back after receiving the news. He searched for two days and two nights before finding her hanging on a tree branch when she fell off the cliff, thus saving her from death.
"Those who survive a great calamity are bound to have good fortune in the future!" the man said again, trying to comfort her. "It's just that I don't know why I was left with this condition; I always tend to have delusions."
"My wife, it's late, we should rest now." With that, the man blew out the candle, pulled Jiang Ran onto the bed, and his lips moved as he was about to touch hers.
The image of kissing Si Yanxiao flashed through Jiang Ran's mind, and she was startled, pushing the man away.
Caught off guard, the man was pushed off the bed and stumbled.
Jiang Ran looked up and around, feeling as if everything before her was an illusion, like a dream...
Thinking of this, Jiang Ran's eyes suddenly lit up.
An illusion?!
That's right! All those things were my own experiences, how could they possibly have appeared in a dream?
I have clearly experienced all kinds of emotions, including joy, anger, sorrow, and anxiety...
All the past events flooded into her mind like a torrent. Jiang Ran felt a splitting headache and clutched her head tightly with both hands, her face showing struggle.
Seeing this, the man quickly stepped forward and called out, "Wife...wife..."
"No! You are not!" Jiang Ran retorted coldly, her eyes tightly closed, as if detached from the past and present.
Jiang Ran endured the headache, her lips trembling as she chanted the Heart-Cleansing Mantra repeatedly, regardless of whether it was effective or not. With a final, sharp shout, she cried out, "Pardon!"
Suddenly, as if struck by lightning, I was forcibly pulled out of the dream.
I vaguely heard a series of distraught voices echoing in my ears: "Master!"
At the same time, a bloody smell suddenly surged up from Si Jiliang's chest cavity, and then it uncontrollably sprayed out of his mouth.
Jiang Ran had just opened his eyes when he saw this scene before him. His face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and he reached out and lightly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this, Jiang Ran's eyes darkened slightly, and she said definitively, "Backlash."
Considering the previous scenes, it's impossible to guess who created those dreams.
"Why did you do this?" Jiang Ran frowned slightly, her eyes full of scrutiny as she looked at Si Jiliang.
Si Jiliang looked up and met her gaze, a self-mocking glint in his eyes, before suddenly letting out a cold laugh: "Don't you know the reason?"
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