170: Chapter 170 Dreaming!

The atmosphere in the hospital room had become somewhat strangely harmonious, thanks to Murong Zhaoling's magnanimity as the legitimate first wife.

Just as the several women were lost in their own thoughts.

"Creak—"

The door to the Grade-A patient room was pushed open from the outside.

There was no deliberate release of pressure, nor any earth-shattering fluctuations of True Essence.

A middle-aged man wearing a cyan robe, with slightly graying hair at his temples and hands clasped behind his back, simply and plainly stepped over the threshold.

Chen Shanzhi was lying on the bed, but his eyelids twitched violently.

The man in cyan before him didn't possess a single shred of a Martial Artist's sharpness.

But looking closely, every step he took seemed to contain a certain profound charm!

His presence merged with heaven and earth, and even his breathing carried the natural rhythm of the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Jiang Feiyu and Shen Lingfu, who were originally just watching the drama, immediately stood up straight. Along with Chen Rou and Murong Zhaoling, everyone bowed respectfully in greeting:

"Greetings, Lord Fu."

The newcomer was none other than the highest authority of the Great Jiang Dynasty's Jiantian Division, Commander Fu Qingyun!

Commander Fu Qingyun nodded casually to the women and walked with steady steps to Chen Shanzhi's bedside.

Chen Shanzhi curiously sized up this big shot.

In his mind, the settings regarding this man from the adult game instantly surfaced.

Commander Fu Qingyun, one of the pillars of the Great Jiang Dynasty, possessed a loyal and upright character and loathed evil as if it were his enemy.

He was a good official who truly kept the common people in his heart.

Whether in the imperial court or the Jianghu, he was a good man with principles, a sense of responsibility, and extremely powerful strength.

Seeing Commander Fu Qingyun walk over, Chen Shanzhi didn't dare to be arrogant. He braced his hands against the bed board, hurriedly preparing to get up and pay his respects.

"Just lie down."

Commander Fu Qingyun gave a gentle smile. Without any visible movement, he simply raised his hand and pressed down casually.

A wave of True Essence, soft as a spring breeze yet irresistible, instantly pressed Chen Shanzhi firmly back onto the pillow.

Commander Fu Qingyun extended two slender fingers and gave a gentle flick an inch in front of Chen Shanzhi's brow.

An extremely subtle cyan ripple shimmered outward.

Commander Fu Qingyun closed his eyes, sensing for a moment, then nodded slightly, his tone much more relaxed:

"It seems that the portion of the Divine Soul previously extracted from the Heir by the formation has fully returned."

"Based on my investigation just now, the Heir's Divine Soul is pure; no one has secretly tampered with it."

Hearing this, Chen Rou, who was by the bed, let out a long sigh of relief. The heart that had been stuck in her throat finally settled back into her stomach.

The tensed shoulders of Murong Zhaoling and Tang Xiaowu also visibly relaxed.

"Extracted Divine Soul?" Chen Shanzhi was stunned, blinking his eyes in total confusion.

He had spent a lifetime with Ouyang Wanqing in the illusion; how did it become an extracted Divine Soul in reality?

However, Chen Shanzhi also vaguely remembered that before he lost consciousness, his brow had indeed been struck by a white light.

Seeing this, Chen Rou hurriedly leaned forward, bringing with her a mature, faint fragrance as she softly explained to him.

As it turned out, the strange grand formation beneath Shi Village had accidentally activated.

For some unknown reason, Chen Shanzhi and Ouyang Wanqing were inadvertently affected by the formation, and a portion of their Divine Souls was directly extracted.

This was what caused both of them to fall into a prolonged coma.

Fortunately, during this period, Commander Fu Qingyun had personally intervened, using his cultivation every day to help stabilize their Seas of Consciousness.

"Thank you for saving my life, Lord Fu!" After hearing the explanation, Chen Shanzhi cupped his hands in gratitude, acting very sensibly.

Commander Fu Qingyun waved his hand, his expression indifferent:

"There is no need for the Heir to thank me. I merely contributed a meager effort to help nourish your damaged Divine Souls. That your Divine Souls were able to return to your bodies smoothly is entirely due to your own fortune."

Actually, Commander Fu Qingyun had left half of his thoughts unsaid.

He actually knew that the reason these two's extracted Divine Souls could return was most likely because Tu Wanshen had completed his exploration inside the Secret Realm.

The Secret Realm's Origin had been shaken, forcing it to close, which in turn spat out the Divine Souls that had been sucked in.

"Since the Heir's body is fine, I won't disturb you further."

After confirming Chen Shanzhi was okay, Commander Fu Qingyun turned to leave: "I still have to make a personal trip to the Prime Minister's Mansion to check on the condition of Miss Ouyang's Divine Soul."

He watched Commander Fu Qingyun's cyan-robed back disappear out the door.

Chen Shanzhi rubbed his chin and suddenly threw out a question:

"Auntie, tell me..."

Chen Shanzhi pointed to the empty hospital bed next door: "Since Lord Fu has to check our Divine Souls one by one, why was that old dog Ouyang... uh, I mean the Lord Prime Minister, so anxious just now to have Ouyang Wanqing return to the mansion first?"

"Everyone was lying here; wouldn't it have been easier to just let Lord Fu finish the check-ups together before leaving? Lord Fu is the head of the Arrest Division; why make him travel all that way to the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the women in the room looked at each other.

The expressions on their Faces instantly became extremely colorful, looking like they were about to dig into some juicy gossip.

Chen Rou looked around, and seeing no outsiders, she lowered her voice and explained softly:

"Shan'er, there's something you don't know. Just a few days after the Emperor bestowed the marriage between our Zhenguo Marquis Mansion and the Murong Family..."

Chen Rou paused, her tone a bit strange: "The Emperor issued another decree, bestowing the Daughter of the Prime Minister, Ouyang Wanqing, to the First Prince as his primary wife!"

"What?" Chen Shanzhi blurted out.

Chen Rou quickly patted the back of his hand to soothe him and continued: "But the Imperial Family has strict rules and emphasizes the order of arrival. Since the marriage decree for you and Miss Murong came first, to ensure the sanctity and rigor of His Majesty's word, you two must marry first."

"Only after your Chen family has finished the wedding celebrations can the grand wedding between Ouyang Wanqing and the First Prince be held."

"So, the reason the Lord Prime Minister was in such a hurry to take his daughter away just now was because he feared that with Ouyang Wanqing holding the title of the First Prince's fiancée, continuing to lie in the same hospital room as you—the fiancé of another woman—would damage the Imperial Family's Face if word got out."

After hearing this, Chen Shanzhi felt as if he had been struck by lightning, leaning blankly against the headboard.

The Emperor bestowed Ouyang Wanqing to the First Prince?

This motherfucking...

How is this plot exactly the same as what I experienced in the illusion?

Could it be that everything I experienced in the illusion has influenced reality through some kind of butterfly effect?

Or was it that something already destined in reality led to the generation of the illusion's plot?

The former was mostly impossible; an illusion is just an illusion and cannot affect reality.

If it was the latter...

Chen Shanzhi's pupils shrank violently.

In other words, before Ouyang Wanqing entered the illusion with him, she had actually already known at the Prime Minister's Mansion that she would be bestowed to the First Prince?

In the illusion, Ouyang Wanqing was extremely resistant, even disgusted by the idea of marrying the First Prince.

Which means...

The corner of Chen Shanzhi's mouth curled into a hidden arc.

This is some useful intelligence!

That old dog Ouyang wants to sell his daughter for glory? The First Prince wants to win the beauty's hand?

Keep dreaming!