The first time Liang Zheyu entered the world of Turan in her dreams, she was a little slave girl serving Alda Ronan. She stayed by the prince for twelve years, until he was made a prince in his own right. Just when she thought her suffering was finally over, someone slit her throat.
The second time Liang Zheyu dreamed of Turan, she was a camp servant in Alda's tent. This time, she had no intention of wasting another twelve years on him. She decided to poison the prince she had raised herself. Unfortunately, she failed at the last moment.
The third time Liang Zheyu dreamed of Turan, she was a hunting dog kept by Alda. Her daily work was to bark excitedly while His Highness the Prince hunted and enjoyed himself with his fiancee, then wag her tail and beg for mercy when his fiancee was frightened out of her wits by her.
After entering the dream so many times, Liang Zheyu had cultivated a heart free of worldly attachments, as unyielding as stone. She understood.
From now on, even if Mount Tai collapsed right in front of her, Liang Zheyu would remain unmoved.
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Theme: In the end, Zhuang Zhou dreamed he was a butterfly. You are both a blessing and a calamity.
