The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince! Chapter 1614: 1607: Completely Opposite Dreams

Chapter 1614: Chapter 1607: Completely Opposite Dreams

The Magic Eye only revealed the lower half of his face; his small and delicate chin, along with his fair skin, made him look like an innocent and harmless youth.

His voice was so low as if it lacked the warmth of a human, “Aren’t you very anxious about them?”

“What can my anxiety do? Would you let them go just because of that?” Su Yingxue reached for the red jade soft whip at her waist, the fury in her heart surging uncontrollably.

The Magic Eye sneered, “No one will be spared, but I can give you an opportunity.”

“What opportunity?” Su Yingxue furrowed her brows tightly.

“The chance to find Chu Yihan in the dream realm, only within the dream can the fog be dispersed.” The Magic Eye’s laughter was eerily sinister. He did not remove his cloak to face Su Yingxue but instead presented her with a choice.

And this choice seed more like an arrogant charity from him.

No one has ever woken from his dreams, those who caught his eye and entered his dreamscape all ended up dead.

Or rather, they simply fell asleep.

It’s just that once they fell asleep, they would never wake up again.

Su Yingxue’s hand gripping the red jade soft whip was trembling, sweat grinding in her palm—she wished she could imdiately kill this Magic Eye!

But she dares not…

If he died, Chu Yihan and Zi Wei would never wake up. If they continued to sleep like this, never waking up, they would also die!

“Magic Eye, are your dreams truly that difficult to break?” Su Yingxue asked through clenched teeth.

“To date, no one has broken them,” the Magic Eye scoffed, though physically weak, he was unafraid to face any master head-on, “Back then, I sought Chu Yifeng’s protection with all my heart, yet he imprisoned for many years. This vengeance, naturally, I must seek, and I will start with you two, brother and sister.”

Su Yingxue could not let go of Chu Yihan; she couldn’t bear to watch him continue sleeping like this.

His body, still in recovery, could not withstand such tornt; he must wake up as soon as possible!

Before she fell into unconsciousness, the Magic Eye seed to kindly remind her, “Everything in the dream is the opposite of reality, a year in the dream, a day in reality.”

Ordinary people can indulge in dreams for ten days, but not Chu Yihan.

He had at most five days.

Su Yingxue’s gaze at the Magic Eye conveyed a persistent will.

——

In the midst of the foggy dream.

The Marquis of Martial South’s Manor.

Su Yingxue awoke amidst a tearing headache.

“It hurts—”

She clutched her head, writhing in pain on the bed, inadvertently bumping into sothing and bruising a lump on her forehead, causing even more severe pain.

“Ah!”

“Miss!”

Zhilan hurriedly ran in and helped Su Yingxue up from the bed, “Miss, does it still hurt? I will tell madam right now to ask the emperor to punish the Ninth Prince! He’s gone too far this ti!”

“Hiss—”

A segnt of unfamiliar mories flooded in. Su Yingxue grabbed Zhilan’s hand, “Wait… wait a minute! The Ninth Prince?”

Seeing Su Yingxue lift her head, her reddened eyes filled with bewildernt, Zhilan quickly explained, “Does the miss have any other orders? Did you think of a way to punish the Ninth Prince that makes you happier? You tell , and I’ll inform madam, the emperor will certainly agree to madam’s request!”

“I didn’t an to punish him, but…”

Su Yingxue felt a complex and indescribable sensation in her heart.

She quickly processed her mories and slowly ca back to her senses.

She was still the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Martial South’s Manor, Su Yingxue, but her mother, Princess Shu Li, was present, the manor was influential, grandfather was guarding the border, her father had inherited the title, her brother was a first-rank general, and she, Su Yingxue, was the most favored legitimate daughter. She was unparalleled in both beauty and talent, admired by all, and possessed exceptional martial and dical skills, holding a status even higher than a princess in Jiang Du City.

This segnt of her mory felt strange, but it seed etched into her very being.

After taking a deep breath and easing the pain, Su Yingxue finally rembered the incident with the Ninth Prince.

“The Ninth Prince… Chu Yihan.” Su Yingxue bit her lip. “What kind of past do I have with him?”

“Miss, have you truly lost your mory?” Zhilan’s face showed disappointnt, and she quickly started to cry, “Yesterday you had a conflict with the Ninth Prince, and after you were injured by a wine jar he threw, madam said you might suffer from amnesia, and it turns out to be true! I… I must report this to madam so that everyone in our Marquis’s Manor cannot let the Ninth Prince off the hook!”

The young girl looked extrely tender, yet her words carried an air of arrogance.

Su Yingxue felt that her status must be quite noble, and it seed… she really had amnesia.

She slowly recalled other matters, but as for the Ninth Prince, she truly couldn’t rember anything about him.

Su Yingxue stopped Zhilan from going to report the issue and asked her to take her to see her mother first.

It seed she hadn’t seen her mother in a long ti.

“Yingxue.”

Before walking through the cloister, she heard soone calling her.

Su Yingxue was suddenly startled.

Her gaze fell on a woman dressed in splendid attire ahead of her.

The woman was graceful and noble, everything about her attire and deanor, from head to toe, radiated an unapproachable and lofty elegance.

A thrill of emotion surged through Su Yingxue, and she moved her lips to call out, “Mother…”

“My good child.”

Long Shuli lifted her skirts and walked quickly toward her.

She wore a Flying Swallow Bun, with golden tassels dangling from the right side, a plum blossom makeup mark on her forehead, stunningly beautiful and regally imposing.

She gently stroked Su Yingxue’s cheek, her eyes full of worry, “Mother is proficient in dical skills; I knew you had suffered a loss and would have so deficits. Why didn’t you rest in bed properly?”

“Mother, I think… I’ve lost my mory,” Su Yingxue’s hand rested on Long Shuli’s wrist.

Her wrist was sowhat cold, but her familiar dical knowledge could tell that her body was unhard and perfectly normal.

“What now? You’re still weak yourself, and you’re worrying about your mother’s health?” Long Shuli reached out and tapped her on the head, her voice tender and indulgent.

Su Yingxue felt her eyes becoming moist, “Mother, I’ve missed you so much.”

Su Yingxue threw herself into Long Shuli’s arms, not understanding why, but her nose suddenly felt sour, and she was unable to describe this feeling or find a reason for it.

“Did the Ninth Prince bully you harshly? Mother will go to the palace right now and ask the emperor to demote him to a commoner and banish him from the Great Cheng Dynasty!” Long Shuli was a strong-willed woman, treasuring her daughter Su Yingxue the most and could not stand to see her shed a tear.

“Wait! Mother… isn’t he the Ninth Prince? Are you, so fierce?”

Goodness, Su Yingxue felt like she was in a state of shock.

Although her mother was Princess Shu Li, the Ninth Prince was still a prince, yet in her mother’s words, why did he seem like a worthless lon peel?

Long Shuli waved her sleeve lightly, “In this Great Cheng Dynasty’s Imperial family and nobility, which one does not beseech your mother for dical treatnt? Even the emperor and empress treat like family, what right does the secluded, out-of-favor Ninth Prince without power have to confront my daughter?”