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[A Dream Within A Dream]

[Episode 11]

[19 years ago]

Hurry, go. Hurry.

Okay, okay.

Oh no!

Yimeng!

Don't go in!

It's dangerous inside.

There are still people in there!

Li Shiliu is in there too.

Li Shiliu?

Get ready to make the arrest!

You're still thinking about

arresting someone now?

You should be saving people!

Chu Guihong!

Yimeng.

Arresting the unidentified assassin

is the Qianyu Army's duty tonight.

♪ I'm willing to go with the wind ♪

♪ Pure of heart, roaming free across the lands ♪

♪ No waiting, no hate, I write my own story ♪

♪ I give my all for what I believe in ♪

♪ I'm willing to go with the wind ♪

Mr. Li!

Come.

♪ And run into the fog with no regrets ♪

Take these two kids away.

You did it, Mr. Li!

♪ Even if rain pours on the path ahead ♪

Kid.

Don't cry, don't cry.

You're safe now.

♪ For this life, for all beings ♪

Kid.

Thank you, thank you!

Granny, take them back now.

♪ Sweeping through a thousand years of dust ♪

Thank you.

Let's go.

Mr. Li, are you hurt?

Are you alright?

I'm fine. Don't worry.

That's great.

General,

should we still arrest him?

Li Shiliu,

you're suspected of trying to assassinate a prince

and disrupt the Lantern Festival.

I can't let you twist the truth

and play hero here.

Well, well, Chu Guihong,

you switched sides and broke your word.

Yet you have the audacity to pursue me.

I'm just doing my duty.

Drop your weapon

and come with me.

What if I refuse?

Then don't blame me if I show no mercy.

Chu Guihong.

You think you can take me down

with that

lousy sword of yours?

The Qianyu Moon-Cleaving Blade

is forged 100 times

and cuts through iron like paper.

What a coincidence.

My weapon

is forged from dark steel too.

There's nothing it can't break.

Come on.

Let's try them out.

That sword's quality isn't very good.

Not my fault.

Impossible.

This is impossible.

Prepare to arrest him!

Chief, we're here.

♪ Phantom dragon lurks in the black market ♪

♪ Radiant lanterns illuminate the Nightwalkers ♪

Chief.

We're here.

We set off as soon as we got the word.

♪ In the dark of night, pure dreams run deep and wide ♪

We're not too late, are we?

Cut the crap.

♪ Who dares to join the game? This isn't child's play ♪

Boys,

♪ Footsteps that shake the sky, fear refuses to fade ♪

put out the fire!

Yes, yes, yes!

♪ Every punch lands hard on this wild melody ♪

♪ I ride on the wind of the waning river crescent ♪

♪ Hate the injustice in the world ♪

♪ Loyalty and righteousness weigh on both sides of the scale ♪

That's badass.

♪ Wield the knife to carve a rift in the hell ♪

What are you all standing around for?

Go put out that fire!

General,

how about we…

No way.

Are you alright?

I know

this sword was a gift from your father.

But putting out the fire is what really matters right now.

Someone must've

swapped out my sword in secret.

You...

If the fire spreads any further,

the people living nearby

will all be in danger.

At a time like this,

you're still worrying about your sword?

Take a look for yourself.

The man you want is in there, fighting the fire.

He hasn't run.

He's risking his life in there.

And what are you doing out here?

This way, quick!

Put out the fire first!

That's more like it.

It was a fine sword.

It'd be a shame to throw it away.

I might as well keep it for crushing garlic.

Mr. Li, I'm coming to help you.

[Laiyi House]

Nan Rui set fire to the oil shop?

That can't be true!

It is.

Word has spread all over the capital.

They say the Eighteenth Prince got drunk,

accidentally

lit fireworks,

and set the oil shop on fire.

That's how the fire started.

How could it be Nan Rui?

That's impossible.

According to the plot,

it should've been Nan Heng.

Could it be that

Li Shiliu has

changed the storyline again?

No need for this.

I'm heading out.

My Lady,

you can't go out now.

The streets are in chaos.

Fire victims are demanding that

His Majesty thoroughly investigate the incident.

You might get caught up in it.

But...

My Lady.

My Lady.

Master wants to see you.

Father, I know I was wrong.

I truly messed up.

Your Highness,

the Eighteenth Prince has been in there for four hours.

Looks like he's getting

chewed out this time.

Father.

What punishment do you think His Majesty will give him?

Grounding?

Too lenient.

Docking his stipend?

Doesn't feel right either.

He's not going to behead him, is he?

I...

Comparison really is the thief of joy.

Back then, we were both

just page boys for the princes.

Picking the right master

really made all the difference.

Look at you now—

then look at me.

[Imperial Study]

Your Highness,

His Majesty summons you.

[Good Virtues]

Strength, restraint.

Hide your edge, show your edge.

What kind of persona is my father going for?

Yimeng.

[Good Virtues]

Green tea on one side,

black tea on the other.

A master of keeping balance, huh?

Father.

Is there

some deeper meaning to this?

Why drink green tea and black tea at the same time?

I've told you before.

Have you forgotten already?

Tell me—

what's the most important thing in life?

Enjoy yourself.

Wrong.

Let me tell you again.

One cup of black tea

and one cup of green tea.

I sip from one cup

and then try the other.

This way, no one

can figure out what I really like.

Impressive.

No wonder

you're the one

His Majesty trusts most in court,

Mr. Song.

You really know your stuff.

Of course.

You've still

got a lot to learn

from your old man.

Father,

why are you staring at me like that?

There was a fire last night.

Didn't Chu Guihong say anything to you about it?

Was he supposed to?

Wasn't he supposed to?

He was supposed

to say something?

Wasn't he supposed to?

Father, what exactly are you asking?

The whole court's saying that

the Eighteenth Prince conspired with Chu Guihong to set the fire

and to assassinate the Seventh Prince.

Nan Rui tried to kill Nan Heng?

Who said that?

That's nonsense.

His Majesty thinks so too.

In fact, His Majesty

believes this rumor

was spread by the Seventh Prince himself.

They say the assassin who came for you last night

was a martial-world ruffian.

Do you know him?

Your Majesty,

I would never

associate with such despicable people.

Don't play dumb with me.

I've ordered Chu Guihong to investigate this thoroughly.

Your Majesty,

rumors are swirling throughout the court today.

I wonder if you've

heard any of them.

What are rumors?

They're just baseless hearsay.

And you dare bring that up with me?

Yeah,

but I want to get to the bottom of it

and uncover the truth.

Get to the bottom of it?

What if the source of that rumor

is you?

Then I'm willing

to take my own life as penance.

[Vastness]

Very well!

You'd take your own life?

Get up and answer me.

Even if you didn't start the rumor,

you're still not innocent.

Haven't you always suspected

that Rui wants to kill you?

Fine.

Let's find out today

if he dares kill you!

Rui,

kill him.

No, no, Father!

I don't dare kill anyone.

Take it!

No, no, I can't!

I-I don't dare!

Kill him!

I can't, I can't!

-I'll back you up. -I can't, I can't!

I really can't.

[Pure of Heart]

Get up.

Did you see that?

Rui has never even dared

to kill a chicken in his entire life.

You think he'd kill you?

You're the famous God of Death.

Even I feel a chill

when I hear that name.

Don't get me wrong.

Please let me look into the assassination

and clear Rui's name.

So, after all this talk,

you just don't want Chu Guihong to investigate it.

Looks to me like you're the one with something to hide!

I wouldn't dare.

If you want to investigate it,

go ahead.

Let's see

what tricks you'll pull.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

[Vastness]

Your Majesty.

I have one more request.

Say it.

The fire in the southern part of the city

damaged many homes and shops.

The people are hoping you'll punish

whoever caused it.

You want me to punish Rui?

I wouldn't dare.

I know how deeply

you care for Rui.

So,

I'm willing to shoulder the blame for him

and personally oversee

the reconstruction in the affected area.

No, no, no.

Father,

h-he's definitely not that kindhearted!

Why would he help me?

He must be up to something.

Father, he...

Enough.

He…

You don't have to concern yourself with this.

Chu Guihong is the capital prefect.

He's always been meticulous.

He'll handle the repairs and rebuilding.

Thank you on Guihong's behalf, Father.

[Nan Heng, Nan Rui]

I really don't get it.

Aren't they both His Majesty's sons?

Why does His Majesty play favorites like this?

Could it be because of

the Empress's unexpected death back then?

Keep your voice down.

Don't worry, Father.

Didn't you just shut all the doors and windows?

No one can hear us.

You

are too naive.

Today,

I'll break down the art of political intrigue for you.

The Lantern Festival should have been

a surefire play for Chu Guihong to seize command of all palace forces,

inside and out, and keep the Seventh Prince in check.

If nothing had gone wrong,

His Majesty would've cleared the path for him

so he could assist the future crown prince:

Nan Rui.

But now,

who has benefited the most from all this?

Nan Heng.

[Nan Heng, Nan Rui]

Exactly!

Then think about this.

Last night,

[Nan Heng, Nan Rui]

Nan Rui set the fire.

Why would the Eighteenth Prince set a fire?

Because he…

Because he was drunk.

And why was he drunk?

Because…

Because he got scolded.

Who scolded him?

The Seventh Prince did.

And why did the Seventh Prince scold him?

Because you showed up on the tower.

Yeah.

Why did you go up there last night?

Is that really the point, Father?

Weren't you supposed

to break down the political intrigue for me?

Keep going.

Right, right.

Let's get back to it.

To sum it all up,

Nan Rui setting the fire

must've been part of

the Seventh Prince's scheme.

[Nan Heng, Nan Rui]

That was a scheme?

He might nail the timing and place,

but could he really have foreseen Nan Rui starting a fire?

You...

If you keep thinking so simply,

how can I ever stop worrying about you?

You can't afford to see people as innocent.

Father,

by your logic,

So Nan Heng arranged

the attack on himself, too?

Yeah.

Nan Heng staged an assassination attempt on himself.

That's a solid theory.

Stop, stop, stop.

Father, that's enough.

Maybe you'd better steer clear of politics.

I'm starting to worry your hairline

is going to bail on you early over all this.

What does that mean?

Does His Majesty see

the Eighteenth Prince as his only son?

The Eighteenth Prince set the fire.

He got away unpunished,

and when we offered to clean up the mess,

His Majesty wanted Chu Guihong to take care of it instead.

Why?

Last night's chaos at the Lantern Festival

was an accident.

I thought the matter was over,

but somehow Nan Rui

still managed to stir things up.

So in the end, Song Yimeng's warning

about the chaos last night actually came true.

Don't you think that's a bit suspicious?

So Song Yimeng is the one pulling the strings?

She's your real enemy hiding in the shadows?

No way.

You got proof?

I don't need any.

I know her.

She'd never risk innocent lives

to set a trap.

Song Yimeng

can control you with sorcery

and predict the future.

That woman's full of secrets.

If you ask me,

we'd better find out what she's really up to.

Your Highness,

Miss Song Yimeng is here to see you.

Oh no, oh no.

Where are His Highness's mask, hat,

and mechanical arm?

This is the prince's residence.

She's here to see the Seventh Prince.

Then why aren't you heading out?

I heard you went to the palace today.

So?

His Majesty didn't punish you, did he?

That sounded sarcastic,

like I came just to laugh at him.

No, I need a different approach.

Your Highness,

you were a victim

in yesterday's assassination attempt.

Are you hurt anywhere?

Let me take a look.

Seeing you like this

really breaks

my heart.

Way too pretentious.

Your Highness,

I heard you're in charge of investigating

yesterday's assassination attempt.

Isn't it possible

that it was just a misunderstanding?

No, no.

Too obvious.

That'll just make him more suspicious.

If all else fails,

I'll have to use my ultimate move.

Your Highness.

What's the matter?

I...

Your...

I haven't gone to find you,

and you've come to me yourself.

You…

Are you disappointed

to see that I'm still alive?

I...

Let me do it.

Let me.

Your Highness.

I did something stupid last night.

I acted without thinking.

Can you forgive me?

I almost died last night.

How can I forgive you?

You used to want to kill me too, didn't you?

And you tried more than once.

So let's just…

call it even.

Your Highness.

Your Highness.

Let go.

I know

you went to the palace today

and got chewed out pretty badly.

You must be very frustrated.

But Your Highness,

you're magnanimous, right?

So please just let it slide.

Enough, drop the act.

I know what kind of person you are.

Spill it,

what do you really want?

Sorry!

Your Highness.

I'm really sorry.

I planned the assassination.

The Eighteenth Prince set the fire.

You did nothing,

yet you took all the heat.

So I came today

to apologize to you.

Weren't you trying to kill me only last night?

Why come here to apologize today?

Because...

because you're human.

You can feel wronged as well.

When the grievances pile up,

you grow indignant

and go to extremes.

In the past, the outside world

was beyond my control,

but now, inside my own script,

I can't let anyone

be wrongfully accused.

Alright,

I'll think about it.

But

it depends on how sincere you are.

I knew it.

Your Highness,

you're both wise

and magnanimous.

So, Your Highness,

how about Li Shiliu?

Could you let him go too?

You groveled and poured on the flattery

just for that martial-world ruffian?

You really care about him, huh?

But what if I

just refuse to spare him?

No way!

He's my man.

Hurt him, and you hurt me.

Your man?

Yep!

You lay a finger on him,

and you're crossing the Song family.

My family and I are not to be underestimated.

Don't mess with me!

Fine.

You can go now.

Your Highness, you…

What do you mean by that?

Are you saying you'll spare him?

Keep talking,

and I'll have troops raid Waning River Crescent

and kill that Li Shiliu.

Many thanks, Your Highness.

Many thanks, Your Highness.

Thank you, Your Highness.

Thank you, Your Highness.

But what if I

just refuse to spare him?

He's my man.

You lay a finger on him, and you're crossing the Song family.

My family and I are not to be underestimated.

Don't mess with me!

[Peace and Serenity]

Fugui.

We're colleagues, after all.

Don't be so mean, okay?

Stop.

I grew up with His Highness.

Back when I was his page,

you were nowhere to be found.

You sneak in through the back door now and then,

but I come and go through the front door.

Don't think that strutting around

with that stupid earring that marks you as the Second Master

of Waning River Crescent

makes you my equal.

Why are you shaking your head?

What do you mean?

Make it clear!

Fugui,

subordinates who can't read the boss's mind

get fired.

Do I need to read minds?

Whatever His Highness thinks…

You...

Where are you?

Come back!

What is it?

Your Highness.

You look troubled.

I've made something delicious.

How about we…

No need.

Should the Court of Judicial Review

assist in the assassination case?

No need.

No for this, no for that—

what do you want?

Here's the plan:

Go find three death-row convicts.

Then dress them up like Li Shiliu,

Yunlong, and Shanhu.

We'll say they impersonated men from Waning River Crescent

to carry out the assassination.

I got it.

You want to clear Waning River Crescent's name.

What about Chu Guihong?

Should we say he's the mastermind

behind this and take him down?

No need.

I'm afraid if we keep digging,

we'll end up dragging in Waning River Crescent

and Song Yi…

I got it again.

You not only

want to clear Waning River Crescent's name

but also to protect Miss Song and her family.

Anything else?

If not, you may leave.

Your Highness,

that was a gift from Miss Song, wasn't it?

I know all there is to know

about Miss Song.

I was just

reading up

on her life story.

Maybe Your Highness and I could go over it together.

You?

Yes!

If you've got questions,

just ask.

Then let me ask you.

What is a script?

It's…

Of course I know that.

It means

to scrape up some capital.

Your Highness, are you opening a shop?

We gather some money first

and then go downtown

to rent a storefront.

Next question:

What's a lead role,

and what's a supporting role?

Oh no.

I know finger rolls, egg rolls,

and even sushi rolls.

But what is a supporting roll?

What is a supporting roll?

Your Highness.

Your Highness, why are you leaving?

Your Highness.

Give me another chance, Your Highness.

Mr. Li,

you want to take part in the reconstruction?

The chaos in the South City

left many people homeless.

People know me

only as the head of Waning River Crescent

and as a martial-world ruffian.

They don't know

that I also aspire to help people.

Mr. Li,

you truly are kind and gentle,

devoted to helping others.

But this reconstruction

is a government project.

Nan Heng is a sinister man.

If he finds out you're still in the capital,

you could get in trouble.

The assassination matter is over.

I don't know who helped clear

Waning River Crescent's name,

but since the court has closed the case,

I'm in the clear now.

I can't live my whole life in fear

just because of one setback.

But...

Don't worry.

I've lived in the capital for years.

I know how to protect myself.

Though Nan Heng…

is a sinister,

ruthless man

who's also powerful,

meticulous,

incredibly intelligent,

and super…

I...

Anyway,

since I already promised

to work with you against Nan Heng,

I won't just sit back and watch.

So,

I'll see the reconstruction

through to the end.

Mr. Li,

you're such a good person.

You're a true hero—

selfless and caring.

Tomorrow, I'll go with you.

I'll join you

in rebuilding homes for everyone.

Okay.

Sinister and ruthless?

You're acting weird.

I said things I didn't mean just to gain her trust.

What's weird about that?

Still,

the old you would never have

bad-mouthed the Seventh Prince.

Pretty thrilling, huh?

The past is the past.

Now I'm Li Shiliu.

Is there a problem with that?

No problem.

It's just that

you went all out

to kill her in the past.

But now, you're going all out

to help her.

Li Shiliu, you're such a selfless man—

fixing up homes all on your own.

If I were a woman,

I would've fallen for you ages ago.

First of all,

I'm not like you—

a lazy bum.

Second,

I meant what I said about rebuilding the homes,

and I'm not doing it alone.

The whole Waning River Crescent will be helping.

That includes you.

Including me?

I'm so debonair.

Am I really fit for reconstruction work?

Since you're so debonair,

I have to send you out

and draw some attention.

Attention is one thing I never lack.

Your Highness.

If the useless Shangguan won't go,

someone else is ready to step up.

Perfect.

I once joined

the Xuanjia Army on a rebuilding project.

On my days off,

I often visit the Ministry of Works.

I know quite a bit about reconstruction.

Your Highness, if you're willing…

I'm not willing.

Listen.

From now on, when I'm Li Shiliu,

stay away from me.

Don't arouse suspicion, okay?

Your Highness,

you've been appearing as Li Shiliu

more and more often.

I can't even serve you properly anymore.

I don't need you to.

Bro,

you and I

are just supporting roles meant to build up his image.

He's the flower;

we're just the foliage.

Got it?

[Hongyun Inn]

Boys!

Chief's glory

is the glory of every Nightwalker.

Chief's love

is also the love of us all!

Helping others

and pursuing justice

is our mission!

Now let's

roll up our sleeves and get to work!

Yes!

[Changxing Cloth Shop]

Let's go!

♪ The pawnshop owner weeps, counting silver notes ♪

♪ The pledged military order is now riddled with decay ♪

♪ A wine banner pierces the midnight haze ♪

♪ A secret stronghold lies dormant on the canal map ♪

[Hongyun Inn]

Okay, this way.

Put it here.

Here. Okay.

This is a governmental project.

Outsiders shouldn't be meddling.

Clear them out.

Yes.

-Yes. -Yes.

Chu Guihong,

what on earth are you worried about?

Yimeng,

reconstruction is a matter of the court.

Li Shiliu is just a martial-world ruffian,

and he was involved in the assassination attempt on the Seventh Prince.

If His Majesty hadn't let it slide,

he'd be a fugitive by now.

How can someone like that

participate in the reconstruction?

It's absurd.

Alright then.

Let me ask you.

What is court business?

Court business is about the people's livelihood.

And what does that mean?

It means the daily needs

of ordinary folks.

You're a general stationed at the border all year round.

You don't even know

how much a sack of rice costs.

How could you possibly know better than Waning River Crescent?

I...

You can't.

But they are different.

The Nightwalkers

have always roamed the southern part of the city.

They know how many people live there,

what the local customs are like,

and what kind of wood is cheap and durable.

They know all of that.

So, Chu Guihong,

why turn away free labor

that comes knocking?

Yimeng,

it's not as simple as you think.

If they have ulterior motives,

or…

Or what?

In the end,

you just don't trust him.

Have you forgotten who risked his life

in the fire that day,

leading Waning River Crescent

to save the people in the city?

Yet someone else,

in the middle of the disaster,

was fretting about catching a suspect,

fixing his broken sword,

-and… -Yimeng.

Enough.

Alright.

I'll have a proper talk

with Mr. Li about the reconstruction.

Really?

Miss Song,

aren't you afraid

I'll tell your friend from the martial world

about your secret affair with His Highness?

D-Don't talk nonsense!

When have I ever

had an affair with your master?

In the royal garden,

you two kissed.

In the prince's private garden,

you two kissed again.

All you two ever did was kiss.

Stop.

Well,

every superstar has a shady past,

right?

I understand.

It's not easy being a paparazzo.

You just want

to make some money.

Hush money.

Forget all those kisses,

okay?

Mr. Fugui,

take it.

If anything like this comes up again,

I won't forget you.

Now that I've paid…

Answer me!

What's a superstar?

What's a paparazzo?

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