"Yun'er... Yun'er—!"
Amid the screams, Princess Longji woke up again. She had just heard the terrible news and felt the baby move again. Her qi and blood had stagnated, causing her to faint once more.
When she awoke, Di Qinglong was still guarding her nearby.
Di Qinglong said, "It seems this maid named Yun'er has a very close relationship with you. You called her eighty-seven times in your dreams."
"She grew up with me." Princess Longji lowered her eyes, only then realizing that she was still clutching that hairpin.
"Then what about Ling'er?" Di Qinglong asked casually. "You called that name more than two hundred times in your dream... Well, after two hundred, I got too lazy to keep counting. Judging by how you gritted your teeth, you must really hate this person named Ling'er?"
Princess Longji fell silent for quite a while... Who counts something like that for no reason?
"How long was I unconscious?" Princess Longji changed the subject directly.
"Not long, about two hours." Di Qinglong parted a sliver of the curtain and looked outside. "There are so many Earth Dwellers. The Underground Sewer entrances in the White Tiger Great Area keep spewing them out, and their numbers aren't slowing down at all."
"There are really that many?" Princess Longji was startled as well. "Could it be that all the Earth Dwellers came out of the Filth River?"
Di Qinglong thought for a moment. "Perhaps something happened underground in the Filth River, forcing them to risk coming up."
"Why couldn't it have been planned long ago?" Princess Longji frowned. "The Earth Dwellers have been subjects of the Thousand Year Demonic Cult since ancient times. No matter which era's Demonic Cult War it was, they were always involved."
Di Qinglong smiled instead. "If it was planned long ago,