What did "the living creatures here must fend for themselves" mean?
What had happened to the Lord in the future constructed by [Willow Dark Flower Bright]? Was the person lying in that coffin really the Lord?
Why did the court officials all look like blue-faced demons with fangs?
The moment he awoke from the dream, a thousand thoughts nearly burst Chu Yao's head.
He hadn't even had time to put on his wooden clogs. Barefoot, he rushed to find Shen Tang. He didn't even care about the pain in his soles. Only when he saw Shen Youli alive and well did the heart lodged in his throat finally settle back into place. Losing his composure, Chu Yao seized Shen Tang's wrist. "My Lord!"
"After all, these are things that haven't happened yet. There's still time to turn everything around." The strength of a Literary Scholar felt like a tickle to Shen Tang—nowhere near enough to hurt her, but enough to let her know how uneasy Chu Yao was. She gently patted the back of his hand and said softly, "The dangers we saw in the previous instances of [Willow Dark Flower Bright] were all overcome, weren't they? This time will be no different."
What Chu Yao had told her was truly horrifying.
Shen Tang had no choice but to steel herself and take it very seriously.
"Wuhui, tell us in detail what you saw in [Willow Dark Flower Bright]. Believe me, there's no difficulty in this world that we can't overcome if our ruler and her ministers stand as one." Chu Yao wouldn't let go, so Shen Tang could only hook a stool over with her toe and have him sit. She called for a military doctor to examine his soles. The blood mixed with grit and mud made her