「Inside a commoner's house.」
With his arms around Gu Xiangzhu's waist, Zhao Ci spoke the words, "My dreams are filled with you." His gaze was laced with longing and disappointment.
Gu Xiangzhu: "…"
'He's disappointed.'
'Is it because those scenes were only a dream?'
She could understand why Zhao Ci felt that way.
The Joyful Dream doesn't lie.
Everything within it is a reflection of one's innermost thoughts; it's absolutely impossible for it to contain anything fabricated.
'In other words, he truly wants to marry me, have a child—preferably a daughter?'
'But...'
'What good would that do?'
'That bastard is far too scheming!'
'Short of destroying his Primordial Spirit and seizing his body...'
'...it's almost impossible for me to ever have complete control over him.'
'The me in the dream...'
'...is not me, in the end.'
'I could never give up my position as the Saintess to live an ordinary life with him.'
