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[A Dream Within A Dream]

[Episode 34]

Yiting.

Please, let me explain.

I-I swear I didn't ask Father to send those geese.

I had no idea he was planning to arrange this marriage.

I'm telling the truth.

If I'm lying,

may I be struck by lightning!

If it wasn't Your Highness's instruction,

then it must have been His Majesty's will.

He...

Yiting.

Don't worry.

As long as it's something you don't agree to,

I'll never force it upon you.

How about this?

Tomorrow...

No.

I'll go see Father right away,

clear things up,

and get him to drop this idea,

alright?

Okay.

Then I'll leave it to Your Highness.

It's only proper.

[Grace and Harmony]

Yiting.

If,

I mean hypothetically,

if

Shangguan He weren't in the picture,

or if Shangguan He didn't treat you well,

would you...

Consider me?

[Song Residence]

Father.

I'm back.

Greetings, Father-in-law.

Greetings, Your Highness.

Your Highness,

please.

Father-in-law, after you.

How could I dare?

Please, Your Highness, after you.

No, no, no.

Please, Father-in-law, after you.

I insist Your Highness goes first.

Enough.

The doorway is so wide.

Can't you just walk through together?

[Song Residence]

[Natural Talent]

Father.

Today's the day of my return visit.

Why haven't I seen Yiting and Madam?

The two of them are having a spat.

[Persistence]

Go tell that wretched girl:

if she really wants to drive me to my grave,

she can keep wasting her time with that vagabond.

Go tell Mother,

if she keeps forcing me to marry the Eighteenth Prince,

I'll run off with Shangguan He

and have a child with him just to spite her.

What did you say?

You little brat.

Have you no sense of shame left at all?

I'm talking to you!

Y-You're really going to be the death of me!

You've got all the sense of shame in the world, Mother.

Why don't you marry the Eighteenth Prince yourself?

You're really driving me crazy!

This is a family gathering.

Please, no need for formalities.

Come on.

Cheers.

That's right.

Only eating greens and no meat?

Careful, you might have trouble conceiving.

I never intended to have children anyway.

Yiting.

You've lost quite some weight recently.

Here,

let me get you some shrimp.

Why should she eat shrimp?

She's not going to have children anyway.

Have some soup.

Soup?

I think what she should have is the Five-Flavored Tea of Forgetfulness,

so that in her next life,

she can have an eye for some truly good and worthy guys.

Those "good guys" you speak of

are nothing but vulgar creatures,

not worth looking at.

Right. Right.

Since you look down on everyone,

I figure the King of Hell must be exceptional,

surely he meets your standards?

Well, Your Highness,

this braised pork trotter is a specialty of our Song Residence.

You must give it a try.

Thank you, Mr. So...

The dishes today are quite salty.

Have a quail egg.

Here.

Have some shrimp.

Yes.

The shrimp is delicious too.

Right. Right.

Thank you.

Well,

Mrs. Song,

Mr. Song.

Today

is my first time dining with you,

and from now on, we are all family.

I'd like to toast to you.

Alright. Thanks.

Your manners.

Didn't His Highness just say

this is a family gathering,

and there's no need for formalities?

Why talk about manners?

Don't go too far.

Hey, Song Yude.

Can you stop pretending to be clueless?

Don't you know that

the guy Yiting fell for is

one of Your Highness's subordinates, I suppose?

Mother.

Today is the homecoming banquet for Yimeng and His Highness.

Do you have to make everyone uncomfortable?

Am I making everyone uncomfortable?

Have you forgotten

how badly they hurt you in that shabby room

at Zijin Pavilion?

Have you forgotten it all?

Mrs. Song.

Well,

about what happened at Zijin Pavilion,

I was indeed in the wrong.

I'd like to take this opportunity

to apologize to the Song family

and to Miss Song Yiting.

If anyone in the Song Residence has any needs in the future,

please don't hesitate to ask.

I'll certainly make amends.

You're too kind.

It's nothing.

It's only right.

How could we possibly deserve such a grand gesture?

Your Highness, that subordinate of yours, Shangguan He,

is still shamelessly hanging around our Song family now.

If he hadn't been leading our Yiting on,

would her marriage prospects

be in such a state now?

Would we have offended His Majesty

and the Eighteenth Prince?

Mother, please stop making baseless accusations.

Not marrying the Eighteenth Prince was my decision.

It has nothing to do with His Highness

and Shangguan He!

Even so,

Your Highness still owes our Song family

an explanation.

If you truly feel sorry,

you should send your subordinate Shangguan He

back to Jiangnan immediately,

so none of us ever have to see him again.

Your Highness.

Please have another drink.

You...

Have a sip.

Are you alright?

I'll handle the matter with Shangguan He myself,

Mother, so stop making things difficult for others.

I'm finished eating.

Please enjoy your meal.

Let's go.

Mr. Song,

Mrs. Song.

I still have official matters to attend to.

Please enjoy your meal.

Oh, okay.

Father, Madam.

Please take your time.

Eat up.

Why don't you go ahead and eat?

[Dream-version Chinese Checkers]

Hidden weapons?

Do you think Shangguan He

[Dream-version Scraping Plate]

actually has feelings for Yiting?

A waist token?

If he truly has no feelings for her,

he should just tell her directly,

so she can move on.

He's completed the mission I assigned him

a long time ago,

yet he still hasn't returned.

Tell me,

how could he not have feelings for her?

Look,

he clearly has feelings for her,

yet he won't take the initiative, won't turn her down,

and won't own up to anything.

Isn't he just stringing Yiting along,

wasting her precious youth?

What do you mean, stringing her along?

Let me tell you,

men and women are different.

And Shangguan He

is even more different from other men.

He does have feelings for Song Yiting,

but,

he's also afraid.

What do you mean?

Explain it to me,

what is he afraid of?

Your sister,

whether it's her appearance,

talent, character,

or cultivation,

she excels in everything.

Moreover, Prince Nan Rui is now pursuing her.

But what about Shangguan He?

He's just a nobody from the martial arts world.

What can he possibly offer your sister?

Again with this talk of matching social status.

Such an outdated excuse.

When it comes down to it,

it's just your men's ego

causing all this trouble.

What you said is right,

but not completely right.

It's true that Shangguan He

doesn't want to marry into a family and live at their mercy.

But more importantly,

it's because he wants to protect your sister.

He believes

if he can't give his beloved the future she wants

and the life she desires,

then it's better not to start it at all.

Then why weren't you afraid that you couldn't give me a future,

yet still insisted on starting things with me?

I'm the male lead after all.

What can't I give you?

Men.

A head massager?

[Xiyue Pavilion]

Miss Song Yiting.

What can I do for you today?

I only brought you back to the Song Residence

to complete the mission

assigned by His Highness.

Now that Yimeng's already married,

your mission is accomplished.

The deal between us

should be settled now.

[Xiyue Pavilion]

Here's the monthly payment I promised you.

Take it and leave.

That's quite a lot.

I don't really have much use for money.

Don't you like

the zithers made by that master at Liuyin Pavilion?

How about I use this money to buy one for you?

Honestly,

I've been quite free lately.

Chief is newly married and has no time for me.

And since Yunlong and Shanhu have returned,

they can take care of the Waning River Crescent.

Shangguan He!

What on earth are you trying to say?

Even though my mother pressures me daily,

to me, marriage

is nothing but an unnecessary shackle.

However,

seeing me trapped under societal pressure,

you have neither the courage to marry me

nor the guts to elope with me.

You just keep dragging things out ambiguously.

What exactly is your deal?

I...

I...

If you have no other answer,

please leave.

[Natural Talent]

Where are His Highness and Her Highness?

Inside the room.

What's wrong?

Lord Qianyu has come back from the dead!

What?

[Yan Gate]

Isn't this Lord Qianyu?

Good heavens!

Didn't Lord Qianyu die in battle not long ago?

How is he alive again?

Don't you see Junior General and the Qianyu Army?

This can't be fake.

Why is Chu Guihong back?

Isn't the court hunting him down?

Haven't you heard?

His Highness has personally pardoned him.

I see.

Father.

The assassination attempt on Nan Heng

has caused a great stir in the city.

I'm sure Nan Heng won't let this go easily.

Why should you be worried?

I'm here, aren't I?

I

will definitely protect your life.

Uncle!

Uncle!

It's me, Uncle!

Nan Rui?

You've grown so much,

even taller than me.

Uncle.

When I received the letter,

I couldn't believe you were still alive!

This is wonderful!

Guihong.

You...

By His Majesty's decree:

a banquet has been specially arranged

for Lord Qianyu's return to the capital.

Your Lordship is invited into the palace for a meeting with His Majesty.

Come on. Make way.

That's impossible.

In the script, Lord Qianyu died in battle.

There's never been any twist about this,

not even before I die.

Nan Heng.

Could it be because

we broke the script rule

that the plot

has been changed?

It's okay.

In the current situation,

we'll roll with the punches

and deal with everything as it happens.

You don't understand.

If we've truly changed the plot,

it means all the information I had

has become meaningless.

Without the cheat code,

how can we change our fate?

Don't worry.

Don't forget,

the part where we were supposed to stab each other on our wedding day

was successfully prevented, wasn't it?

So you see,

what changes our fate isn't some cheat code,

but you and I.

But...

In the future,

no matter what happens,

I'll face it together with you.

[The Late Empress's Residence, Fengyi Palace]

I never thought that after years of searching for the truth,

the culprit was right before our eyes.

Gao Changyin

has been hiding his true nature so well.

By the way, Your Majesty,

why did you appoint the Seventh Prince as crown prince?

Uncle.

Heng is actually quite a decent person.

In the end, it was thanks to his placing justice above family ties

and exposing Gao Changyin

that the Qianyu Army's name was cleared.

Besides,

I have neither the desire

nor the ability to be crown prince.

It was perfectly reasonable for Father

to name him crown prince.

Uncle.

The court has finally found peace.

And regarding Guihong's attempt to assassinate Heng,

Heng has agreed not to pursue this matter further.

Let's just

call it even, shall we?

After my brush with death,

I've come to terms with many things.

Guihong.

Today, before your Aunt's memorial,

don't you think you should

formally apologize to His Majesty?

Your Majesty, please forgive me.

I should have remained at my border post,

yet I abandoned my duty

and rashly attempted to assassinate His Highness.

My crime is unforgivable.

I beg Your Majesty

to consider the Chu family's

years of loyal service guarding the Great Jing's borders

and grant me another chance.

I will certainly redeem myself

and serve the Great Jing through fire and water

without hesitation.

Chu Guihong.

You were once Yurong's most beloved child.

When it comes down to it,

the conflict between you and Heng

all stems from old grudges.

Now that Lord Qianyu has returned to the capital,

I have no wish to keep you two apart.

You may remain in the capital

for the time being.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

However,

if you dare show disrespect to my Crown Prince again,

you won't be so lucky

next time.

I wasn't wrong, was I?

His Majesty is totally lovestruck,

and Nan Rui

is just brainless.

As long as you show your loyalty,

all past transgressions

can surely be wiped clean.

Others are easy to manage,

but as for Nan Heng,

given how far things have deteriorated between us,

truly clearing the grudges

and earning his trust

won't be so easy, I'm afraid.

Son,

why should you worry?

I'm here, aren't I?

At tonight's banquet,

I'll make sure

to help you smooth things over with Nan Heng.

Uncle.

You've had a hard time out there lately.

Have more meat to nourish yourself.

Your Highness.

I must apologize to you.

On Your Highness's joyous day,

I caused a disturbance.

Though Your Highness, magnanimous as ever,

did not hold me accountable,

I still feel deeply ashamed.

I'll punish myself with this drink.

Thank you for your magnanimity, Your Highness,

and for not holding the past against me.

You see, I told you before,

Heng is magnanimous

and not someone who holds grudges, right?

Lord Qianyu.

There's something

I've been puzzling over.

Please go ahead, Your Highness.

When Pingrong City fell,

not even a small bird could fly out.

How did you manage to escape?

I remember when the city fell,

I intended to protect our banner and fight to the last moment.

However, several Deputy Generals knocked me unconscious,

put on my armor to impersonate me,

and dressed me in Heyuan Army's armor,

hiding me among their dead.

I

only survived because of this.

After escaping from Pingrong,

why did you not come to rendezvous with me

and choose to run for your life instead?

I had deep misunderstanding about Your Highness before,

even suspecting

you were behind the defeat of Pingrong battle.

So of course, I was reluctant to seek out the Xuanjia Army.

Then after the Xuanjia Army returned to the capital,

why didn't you come back to report to His Majesty?

Did you not trust

His Majesty either?

During those days,

I wandered through the countryside,

and whenever I thought of the 20,000 soldiers who died,

I wanted to take my own life to atone.

But I still have my son, Guihong,

who lost his mother at a young age

and has no siblings.

How could I leave him with peace of mind?

For his sake,

I forced myself to carry on,

fleeing to the outskirts of the capital

to find an opportunity to reunite with Guihong.

As parents,

this is all we care about.

Chu Li.

Here.

I understand you.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

Your Highness.

I know

the Chu family and Your Highness have been entangled for years,

with deep misunderstandings between us.

I have no intention of

threatening Your Highness upon my return.

I hope Your Highness can put aside past grievances.

From now on,

I will serve with utmost loyalty

and work together with Your Highness

to defend our state.

Lord Qianyu, you jest.

Junior General and I share the same banner.

We'll certainly put aside past grievances

and safeguard the Great Jing together.

Dear ministers.

This is the dish we've been waiting for.

This dish

is the famed Daze venison,

known far and wide and not easily obtained.

Please, everyone, enjoy the dish promptly.

Tender, juicy, with a lingering taste.

This Daze venison truly lives up to its reputation.

[Fanghua Hall]

It's already so late.

Why hasn't Nan Heng come back yet?

Could something have happened?

Don't scream!

Don't be afraid.

It's me.

Song Xiaoyu!

It's me.

You are...

I just called you Song Xiaoyu.

Who else could I be?

What Song Xiaoyu?

Someone who delivers fish?

I'm sorry,

but you've got the wrong person.

I'm not Song Xiaoyu.

Imperial Jade Liquor?

1...

180 yuan per glass?

Which school is the best at excavator technology?

Shandong Lan Xiang Technician College.

Meng, Heng, Rui, Ting, and He.

Yin, Rong, Xu, De, and Yi.

We're truly like fellow villagers meeting fellow villagers,

both with tears in our eyes.

You... You also time-traveled here from the modern age?

And you've read the script?

But,

who are you?

This...

What's this?

Mr. Screenwriter.

You're Mr. Screenwriter?

I didn't get to talk to you properly during the script reading that day.

Today,

let me properly introduce myself.

My name is Li Bixiong,

pen name Bixiong.

You can call me Bixiong.

Wait, you actually have the nerve to come find me?

It's all because of you,

always making that keyboard sound,

that Nan Heng and I faced danger so many times.

Do you have something against me?

You're one to talk.

You guys keep inexplicably

changing the script back and forth.

I can't even submit my drafts anymore.

The producer and director have been bombarding me with complaints.

Who can I vent to?

We're both just working stiffs, right?

Let's be understanding of each other, alright?

I understand, I understand.

But,

how did you

time-travel here?

Did you also get transported here

on a stormy, rainy day?

Also,

how did you know I would be

at Fanghua Hall right now?

That's a long story.

Rather than making a long story short, it's better not to say anything at all.

I've come today

to ask for a favor.

What is it?

My current identity is Lord Qianyu, right?

But after just a few days together,

Chu Guihong has already begun to suspect me.

I need to dispel his doubts as soon as possible.

If he were to find out my identity,

this world would collapse!

Collapse?

So how do you want me to help you?

Let me stay at your residence

and stay away from Chu Guihong.

Less action, fewer mistakes.

Stay at my place?

I'm afraid

that's not appropriate.

I'm a married woman now,

and besides, that's the Crown Prince's Residence.

If you go live there,

it could cause even bigger problems.

I almost forgot

you've already married Nan Heng.

My Lord.

You said you needed to use the privy,

but how did you end up in the imperial harem?

Eunuch Liu.

Lord Qianyu has had too much to drink,

so I helped steady him.

Yeah, I'm drunk.

My Lord, come back with me quickly.

His Majesty is still waiting to have a good drink and talk with you.

Coming.

Consider my proposal.

I'll come find you at the Crown Prince's Residence later.

Go already.

I'm drunk.

Actually, I'm not drunk at all.

Be careful.

I'm fine.

I can keep... Keep...

Keep drinking.

[Qianyu Mansion]

The imperial palace is truly something else.

This wine is excellent,

and the meat is deli...

You rascal.

Tell me,

who are you really?

Chu Guihong.

How dare you show such disrespect!

What have I taught you all these years?

The Heyuan people love venison,

and they often slaughter deer in their camps

in brutal ways.

Father despised this practice,

so he ordered all Qianyu soldiers

not to eat venison,

with military punishment for any who disobeyed.

Yet today at the banquet, you

ate venison without any hesitation,

completely disregarding the Qianyu Army's rules.

You cannot be my father.

Tell me,

who exactly are you?

Come on,

attack me here!

What did I tell you when I taught you

how to handle the blade?

Listen up, you little brat.

This blade is for killing enemies.

It must never be pointed at family

or friends.

Do you understand?

What's wrong with eating venison?

If I had been so rigid

and picky about everything,

would I even be alive to see you now?

I think you're just asking for a beating,

daring to pull a weapon on me.

Go!

Go to the ancestral hall

and receive 30 strokes of punishment.

Come see me when you've thought things through.

Father, I...

Why is each one smarter than the last?

This is getting complicated.

Song Xiaoyu.

You're really going to be the death of me.

[Jize Palace]

Where are my eyes?

She didn't make them for me?

Did you get what I said or not?

You said

the screenwriter is the person who writes the storybook,

and he's the one inside Lord Qianyu's body.

So you did get it.

Then why aren't you showing any reaction?

He knows the entire plot.

He's basically cheating.

If you ask me,

you should quickly prepare some valuable gifts

and pay a visit to the Qianyu Mansion.

You should know,

actors who offend the screenwriter

never end up well.

Let me ask you,

do you know why he came here?

Have you noticed anything unusual lately?

And have you heard

that so-called

keyboard sound again?

No.

Well, if nothing's unusual,

and the rules of this world

have already been broken by us,

then there's no need to fear him.

Even if he created everything from outside,

in here,

the plot has already changed.

Therefore, the one who should be worried

and can't sit still right now

is him, not us.

So according to you,

Mr. Screenwriter

should even come curry favor with you?

That might actually happen.

Oh, you.

Remember,

you're just a fictional character,

not a producer.

So stop being so arrogant, okay?

Your Highness,

Lord Qianyu is here.

What did I tell you?

Let's go meet this

Mr.

Screenwriter.

[Jize Palace]

You've even come out to greet me personally.

Come on,

bring the gifts inside.

So you really guessed it right?

He really is here to win your favor?

Your Highness.

I'm new here

and don't understand many of the rules.

You have to help me.

So the gifts...

They're for you.

And if these aren't enough,

there's plenty more at Qianyu Mansion.

What are you looking at?

Got nothing better to do?

With so many strangers going in,

don't you know to stop them?

[Cultivate Virtue and Pursue Knowledge]

Hey, Xiaoyu.

He looks exactly like Nan Feng.

Even that stuck-up celebrity attitude

seems like they were cut from the same cloth.

You and Lord Qianyu

are quite different, however.

Lord Qianyu didn't eat venison,

and his behavior was dignified,

unlike you, who are so frivolous and rude.

He knows everything?

You...

We're husband and wife.

What secrets could there be between us?

But none of that matters now.

Let's just get straight to the point.

Mr. Screenwriter,

how exactly did you time-travel here?

It was all thanks to you two.

I've been pulling my hair out every day

just to squeeze out a tiny bit of final draft,

yet you two have been

changing it all inexplicably the next day.

At first, I didn't know

and didn't believe it,

so I kept writing,

and you kept changing it.

I write,

you change.

Write,

change.

Now the drama's about to start shooting.

How am I supposed to explain this to the client?

Am I supposed to tell them that

the male and female leads aren't cooperating

and keep changing the script?

Or should I tell them

the female lead has time-traveled into the script?

In the end, I ran out of options,

so I wrote a story

about the screenwriter traveling into the script,

just to see what would happen.

Unexpectedly, I dozed off that night,

and when I woke up the next day,

I was actually here. Can you believe it?

So you wrote yourself into this world.

But I have to admit that your time-traveling method

is a bit more sophisticated than mine.

So you came here

to restore the original plot?

I...

I believe Your Highness

wouldn't let that kind of thing happen, right?

Well...

By the way, Xiaoyu,

enough about me.

Have you gotten used to being here?

I'm doing fine here.

There are carriages and houses here,

and there's no smog.

And I even managed

to snag a boyfriend while I was at it.

Really?

Is this more delicious than the Starbucks afternoon tea?

Well,

each has its own merits.

Can that thing provide warmth like modern underfloor heating?

I won't freeze to death here anyway.

It's fine.

There's no water heater for bathing here,

no automatic toilets in the bathroom,

and you can't even scroll through your phone before bed.

What kind of life is this?

It's like living as an ascetic monk.

"Dream of Qingning" will start shooting at the end of the month.

It's definitely a top-tier production.

I'm telling you,

if you were in the modern world,

you'd definitely be the next hit-leading actress.

Lord Qianyu, are you implying something?

No, I'm not.

How to live

and where to settle down

are Song Yimeng's own choices.

If you have ulterior motives,

I'll be the first to object.

Which eye of yours saw

that I have ulterior motives?

Then let me ask you,

what brought you here today?

To visit a hometown folk.

Visit a hometown folk,

yet criticize their way of life like that?

Can't I, as a modern person, make a few complaints?

I think you're just being sarcastic

with malicious intentions!

You're just over-interpreting

[Achieve Great Ambitions]

and reading into nothing!

You...

Alright, alright.

Stop arguing.

Nan Heng.

I understand

all your concerns.

Mr. Screenwriter,

I've figured out what you're getting at too.

Come on.

Come out with me for a bit.

[Achieve Great Ambitions]

Let me have a sip of that herbal tea.

Last night, His Lordship made me bow to him

for four hours,

and insisted I address him with genuine feeling in every word.

This morning when I woke up,

my throat was on fire.

That's nothing compared to my situation.

Yesterday, His Lordship made me hold a horse stance

for the entire afternoon,

saying something about experiencing the strength of the Qianyu Army.

This morning when I got up,

my legs were shaking uncontrollably.

What are you doing?

What are you all doing?

Don't you have anything better to do?

Now that we're not at war,

you've even forgotten how to train yourselves, huh?

Go run ten laps around the training ground!

Let's go.

General.

I've failed in my duty.

Our men like to make

silly jokes during their free time.

Please don't take it to heart.

Do you know which of them

witnessed my father's death in battle

from the Pingrong City Tower back then?

Why would you ask such a question, General?

There are some matters

I've always had doubts about.

Rong Hua,

I want you to investigate something for me.

Let me ask you,

did you come to the Crown Prince's Residence

to take me back with you?

That's right.

I wanted to talk to you alone,

but I didn't expect Nan Heng to be here,

so I couldn't speak plainly.

What do you mean?

Are you saying

you know how to get back?

Of course.

Who am I?

I'm the screenwriter.

I set all the rules here.

Let me tell you,

the script world has four...

Three rules.

Besides the hero always saving the heroine when she's in danger,

and the iconic scenes must happen,

there's one more rule:

once we complete all the iconic scenes until the finale,

we can get back.

I see.

You want me to help you complete

the city tower choice scene,

and also go through

the scenes where I become a human pig,

right?

Smart.

But if you're afraid of pain,

I can have Zhao prepare some anesthetic for you.

The doctor who saved Nan Heng's life.

But if we follow the original plot,

the entire Song family will be executed.

Do you know that?

What Song family or Li family?

They're all just fictional characters.

You...

What?

Nothing.

So what if

we don't follow the original plot?

What will happen?

Then we'll be trapped here forever.

I won't become a top-tier screenwriter,

and your dream of becoming an actress

will shatter like broken glass, too.

Alright, that's fine.

As long as this world doesn't collapse.

What do you mean "fine"?

Do you really want to stay here

and be the God of Death's beloved wife?

Listen carefully,

Nan Heng is not some God of Death,

and I'm not that

love-obsessed Song Yimeng from your writing.

I'm very happy with this world,

and I won't go back with you.

You've gone crazy!

He's put a spell on you.

Don't forget he's going to kill you in the end.

I know.

At first,

he did want to kill me,

but everything is different now.

The keyboard sounds have disappeared,

and he's already broken free from his original character design.

How could he hurt me

or harm the Song family?

This is just a fictional world.

The sky is fake,

the ground is fake,

everything here is completely fake,

as well as our bodies.

Wake up, will you?

Fine.

What are you doing?

Does it hurt, Mr. Screenwriter?

Of course it does!

Good, it should hurt.

Let me tell you,

from the moment you entered this world,

this entire world became real.

The sky is real,

the ground is real,

everything is real,

as well as our bodies.

Understand?

Why are you copying what I said?

Be quiet.

I haven't finished yet.

You're right.

Outside the script,

you are indeed the creator who makes the rules

and commands the world.

But in this world,

you're just a rookie.

Instead of trying to convince me,

why not let me, your senior,

show you what this real world is like,

Mr. Screenwriter?

The real world?

[Achieve Great Ambitions]

Your Highness,

something terrible has happened!

Her Highness and Lord Qianyu

were whispering to each other for quite a while,

and she even said she wants to take him to Waning River Crescent for a visit.

To Waning River Crescent?

The Crown Princess said that?

Yes.

And she asked me to tell Your Highness

not to worry at all.

How can you not worry?

Back then, the engagement between Her Highness and Chu Guihong

was arranged by Lord Qianyu himself.

What if he's now trying to steal Her Highness away

to rekindle her relationship with Chu Guihong?

What should we do then?

Your Highness?

Are you alright, Your Highness?

Are you okay?

Please sit.

Your Highness,

ever since you got married,

your health has weakened.

You should moderate yourself.

Your Highness, why are you coughing up blood?

I'll go fetch the imperial physician!

Wait!

Keep this quiet.

Don't blab about it.

Yes, Your Highness.