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Mu Hanning put down the last secret letter and nodded his head to show that he already knew.

She also never thought that choosing a consort was just an excuse to test the attitude of those aristocratic families.

If she were to honestly hand him over to her family, she would suspect that there was some sort of conspiracy behind his actions.

"Did they trouble you?" Mu Hanning smiled as he asked her.

Mu Hanyi's breathing stagnated as he nodded.

Indeed, nothing escaped sister's eyes.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Advisor requests an audience." The Yellow Gate reported from the entrance while carrying a horsetail whisk.

General Chen Yao's body was kept in the Female Emperor Palace. Ordinary people were not allowed to enter. Earlier, there had been a small yellow door that had not understood the rules that had rashly barged in, only to be directly dragged down by the female emperor to make an example out of it.

Master? Mu Hanyi raised his head.

"Yes." Ji Wu Ye had just returned from a long journey to find medicine, but Mu Hanning was in no mood to call anyone in.

Following Ji Wuye's realistic footsteps as he entered the door, Mu Hanning seemed to once again see that little youth that came wading through the water.

That spring, the pear trees were covered with flowers, and the birds in the trees were chirping non-stop. Mu Hanning, who wasn't wearing any shoes, sat cross-legged on the trestle, taking a golden carp out of a porcelain bowl and putting it back into the water. Behind him, two or three birds were playing on the pear tree.

She was covered in blood and had just escaped the pursuit of her father, so she sat quietly in the forest, waiting for the next wave of assassins to arrive. She was truly a bit tired, so she simply relied on her exhausted bones to take a nap.

"Hey, who are you?" "Aren't you afraid to sleep with so many bodies?" A clear child's voice echoed in the quiet forest.

Mu Hanning turned around. Not far away, a youth was standing on a hill. He was only a little over ten years old, and his robes were wrapped around his body. He was still shivering in the chilly spring wind. He kept stamping his feet in an attempt to warm himself up.

Seeing his comical look, Mu Hanning couldn't help but chuckle.

"What are you laughing at? It can't be that you're scared silly, right? " He jumped in front of the girl and waved his hand. The ornaments on his body jingled.

"What's your name?" Mu Hanning asked. From the way he was dressed, it seemed like he was a descendant of some official family. It was a pity that she had not been able to recognize those aristocratic young masters since she was a child and had left the palace.

Of course, her conceited royal father would not give her the chance to do so.

"Me? My name is Chen Yao. Which family's girl are you from? Chen Yao took off his Qiu Yi and helped Mu Hanning put it back on. After that, he proudly clapped his hands and said, "This way, I won't feel cold anymore!"

"You?" The young girl didn't understand. Isn't it cold?

"I'm fine. A man should take care of a girl. "Oh right, you still haven't said it. What's your name?"

"My name is Mu Hanning."

Mu Hanning's heart warmed as he smiled and shook his head.

"Alright, you can leave it to me from now on."

"Anin, Anin." "Look, this is a jade pillow that I asked my father to buy from the Dreammaker Hall. Is it beautiful?" Chen Yao carried a red box and ran into a side room. Unsurprisingly, Mu Hanning was indeed fiddling with the porcelain pillows he had collected.

Mu Hanning had always had an inexplicable hobby, which was to collect pillows. Ever since she was brought back from the snowy mountain, she would buy a porcelain pillow every month to collect them. She had never used it, she had only collected it. Currently, there were nearly seventy of them.

Although it was strange, Chen Yao still vacated the side room to set up the porcelain pillow. He even took the initiative to help her collect them.

Dream building? Mu Hanning opened the box and took out the jade pillow. It was unknown whether it was because of the light or because the jade pillow seemed to be emitting a gentle light.

There must be a price to pay! A good dream in this life is worth a lot.

After putting away the jade pillow, Mu Hanning shook his head. The pillow was a good pillow, but unfortunately, it couldn't be used again.

"What's not to your liking?" Chen Yao was puzzled. Didn't Anin always like this kind of jade pillow?

"No, it's fine. Unfortunately, I can't use it. "

Looking at Chen Yao's disappointed face, Mu Hanning chuckled lightly and said, "It's better if this jade pillow is carefully kept." It's a very precious gift! "

"This is for you. In your dreams, you can go anywhere."

After receiving the pillow, Chen Yao was skeptical.

At night, Chen had a dream that Ah Ning had taken him to travel all over the world, to see the four seas of the Nine Prefectures. There were no obstructions in the sky or in the earth. Finally, on the pleasure boat at Lake Morrow, Arning played and sang for him.

When he woke up, it was already morning time for his reading. Mu Hanning had already prepared water for washing his face and rinsing his mouth.

"Ah Ning." He called out to Mu Hanning, "I had a dream …"

Mu Hanning made a booing gesture, "I know, this is a secret between us."

"Secret."

"A foot of dark red dust, born old things are not as new."

The sun shone through the screen, illuminating his body. The breeze crept in through the crack in the screen, and the tender buds on the table quietly stretched out. Holding a scroll in his hand, Chen Yao walked around the room while shaking his head and reciting a poem. Mu Hanning smiled as he looked at the figure that came and went. Suddenly, the crisp sound of a bird could be heard. Chen Yao threw the book to the side and happily pulled Mu Hanning along as they ran out.

"Come, I'll take you to a fun place!"

Mu Hanning felt his hand, which he was unable to hold tightly, getting hot all the time, and his heartbeat quickened. The light in front of his eyes was flowing and overflowing with colors. When he came back to his senses, he was already in a strange alley. A few youths had been waiting in the alleyway for a long time.

"You're late today." "One of the youths said with a chuckle," "Did your father take you away to study?!"

As he mounted the horse, Chen Yao proudly raised his head and said, "How could someone as smart as me be restrained?"

"Since you're here, hurry up and go over there!" An elderly youth saw Mu Hanning raise his eyebrows and quickly urged her.

They were used to seeing Chen Yao play with Mu Hanning wherever he went.

He quickly mounted the horse and carried Mu Hanning in his arms. Chen Yao spurred his horse on.

A few young men, their horses furious, rode on the spring breeze.

As the cool spring wind whistled by his ears, Chen Yao tried his best to bring Mu Hanning closer to him. Mu Hanning chuckled softly as she laid in his embrace and heard his powerful heartbeat.

"If you're cold, hug me tight!"

As they walked further and further away, the scenery around them became stranger. At first, Mu Hanning only thought that they were going out to play together, but it became more and more strange.

"Where are you going?" Mu Hanning poked his head out and asked carefully.

"Chen Yao didn't tell you. We're going to the Dreammaker's Lodge." A plump youngster, who rode beside Chen Yao, answered with a smile. This caused Chen Yao to glare angrily at him.

Dream Building? Mu Hanning became even more confused. Why would they go to the Dreamcast Room?

There was a price to be paid for asking the Dreammaker to dream. If it was small, it would be filled with silver and jade. If it was big, it would be broke. Ordinary people would never dare to step foot into this place. The price would be too heavy!

After walking for a while, they stopped at a unique courtyard. On the front door hung the flamboyant words, "Dreammaker".

After instructing the boy to tie the horses, the youths impatiently pushed the door open.

When he entered, he saw a man sitting on the edge of the pool, playing with the fish. His eyes were like the cold stars of midnight. His long hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and his long white fingers were twirling a few fish that had been pulled out of the water from time to time.

"Welcome to my guests at the Dream Building."