My Lord.

Chapter 57 Dreamland

Chapter 57 Dream

Liu Ruxuan looked left and right, finding everything new and exciting. As she walked, she caught a whiff of a strange fragrance. Not noticing anything amiss, she took a few breaths and said to Liu Wenhao, "Big brother, what's that smell? It's so...fragrant..." As she spoke, her voice softened, her vision blurred, and she collapsed uncontrollably. "Yes~~" Xiyue murmured, also fainting.

"Xuan-mei!" Liu Wenhao saw Liu Ruxuan faint and was about to help her up when he himself lost all strength, collapsed to the ground, and fell unconscious. The other two hundred-plus people in the room also suffered the same fate.

Dugu Juechen stood outside the Yunling Palace, overlooking the entire Yuling Peak, and his heart trembled slightly: Why did she come too?

After everyone fainted, they all entered their own real dreams.

Liu Wenhao cautiously surveyed his surroundings amidst the thick, white fog when a sweet voice suddenly called out from behind him, "Brother Hao." Liu Wenhao turned around and saw Liu Ruxuan. The fog dissipated, revealing a vast grassland covered in various beautiful flowers.

"Brother Hao." Liu Ruxuan walked up to Liu Wenhao and smiled sweetly at him. "Why is Brother Hao so distant from me?" She seemed a little angry as she spoke.

"Xuan-mei?" Liu Wenhao asked uncertainly.

"Brother Hao doesn't recognize Xuan'er anymore." Liu Ruxuan pouted as she spoke and turned her face away.

"No, Xuanmei..." Liu Wenhao raised his hand to stroke Liu Ruxuan's head, but his hand stopped in mid-air.

Liu Ruxuan suddenly smiled, stepped forward and hugged Liu Wenhao, placing her hands on his waist: "Xuan'er doesn't blame Brother Hao. Xuan'er hasn't seen Brother Hao for a long time. Xuan'er missed you so much."

Liu Wenhao withdrew his hand and gently stroked Liu Ruxuan's head, saying, "Xuan-mei."

Liu Ruxuan gently lifted her head from Liu Wenhao's embrace: "Brother Hao, I want a flower wreath. Can you make one for me?"

“Okay, Brother Hao will weave some for Sister Xuan.” Liu Wenhao looked around, found a patch of flowers that were growing well, walked over, and began to pick flowers. Liu Ruxuan watched from behind, smiled, and went to Liu Wenhao’s side as well.

Liu Wenhao sat down on the ground, intently weaving a flower wreath, while Liu Ruxuan watched quietly beside him. Soon the wreath was finished. Liu Wenhao gently placed the wreath on Liu Ruxuan's head.

Liu Ruxuan's smile was so beautiful: "Brother Hao, look how nice this place is, don't leave, okay? Just stay here and keep Xuan'er company."

"Okay." Liu Wenhao looked at Liu Ruxuan and straightened the flower wreath on her head.

The two looked at each other, and Liu Wenhao felt that this moment was so beautiful, and he wished that time could stand still.

Liu Ruxuan leaned forward little by little, the distance between them getting closer and closer. Liu Ruxuan slowly approached Liu Wenhao, who watched her getting closer and closer, but didn't know how to react.

When Liu Ruxuan's face was still a few centimeters away from Liu Wenhao's face, Liu Wenhao pushed Liu Ruxuan away.

"No!" Liu Wenhao exclaimed, suddenly opening his eyes to see Liu Ruxuan looking at him worriedly.

"Big brother, are you alright?" Liu Ruxuan asked.

Liu Wenhao looked around at the surroundings. Many people were lying down, and some of them were awake. He looked at Liu Ruxuan and his face turned a little red: "No, it's nothing."

"It's good that you're alright. Get up quickly, the ground is cold." Liu Ruxuan supported Liu Wenhao's arm and helped him up.

Liu Wenhao looked away sheepishly: "Where's Xiyue?"