The Great Dream God

Chapter 233 The long-lost return

Meng Jin dragged his heavy steps and walked forward alone. His body was exhausted, and every step seemed extremely difficult, as if he might fall down at any time. However, his heart was full of firm belief, driving him to move forward.

Finally, Meng Jin could no longer support his body, and he fell beside a spring. The spring emitted a pale white light, which seemed to be a mysterious force that enveloped Meng Jin's body. He felt a warm force that gradually restored his body's strength.

Meng Jin opened his eyes and saw that he was in a beautiful world. There were green mountains and clear waters all around, and the air was filled with fresh air. He felt the power of nature, which greatly nourished his soul.

When Meng Jin opened his eyes again, he found himself soaking in a pool of clear spring water. The spring water seemed to have magical power, constantly nourishing his body, allowing his originally severely injured body to gradually recover vitality and vigor.

Meng Jin quietly felt the power of the spring water. The warm energy flowed through his body like a clear spring, nourishing every inch of his skin and every cell. He could feel his body gradually getting stronger and his strength recovering bit by bit.

As time went by, Meng Jin's body had fully recovered. He stood up from the spring and felt his body full of strength.

He looked at the spring with gratitude.

Meng Jin stood in the clear spring water, as if isolated from the world, feeling the gentle comfort of the spring water. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale all the fresh air into his body. When he raised his head again and opened his eyes, there was no more confusion and hesitation in his eyes, but determination and resoluteness.

He slowly stood up from the spring, the water drops slid down his body, as if it was a baptism given to him by nature. He looked up at the sky, the blue sky seemed to tell him endless possibilities and hopes. Meng Jin's heart was full of strength, he knew that only by taking good care of his body first, could he realize those unattainable dreams.

His voice echoed in the empty valley, as if declaring his oath to heaven and earth: "Take care of your health first! Then do other things! These things must be accounted for one by one!" His words revealed an unquestionable determination.

Mengjin found a quiet place, beside the gurgling spring, and began to build a simple wooden house, just like the paradise in the poem. The sound of his axe and the flying sawdust are the unique melody in the harmonious movement of nature. Every wooden stake and every piece of rubble carries his yearning and persistence for a peaceful life. As the sun rises and the moon sets, he works in the green fields, the blue sky is clear and the white clouds are leisurely, as if it is the most luxurious painting between heaven and earth, spreading before his eyes.

Although the wooden house is simple, it hides endless stories. Every inch of wood grain is a mark of time, and every ray of sunshine is the warmth of life.

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Wei Yanren and Sun Yifang came to Kyoto this time, and brought a woman named Qingniao with them. This woman had a special identity and her strength was far superior to the two of them, but for some reason, she was in an extremely weak state at the moment, so that she could only let the two of them control her. Along the way, Wei Yanren secretly monitored Qingniao and did not dare to slack off.

The three of them came to the Princess Ziyang's mansion. The mansion was magnificent, and the architecture was exquisite and elegant, revealing a noble atmosphere everywhere. The three of them passed through many courtyards and finally came to the Princess's bedroom. At this time, Princess Ziyang had been waiting in the bedroom for a long time. She sat upright on the bed, and when she saw the three people coming, a hint of imperceptible joy flashed in her eyes.

When Wei Yanren and Sun Yifang saw Princess Ziyang, they immediately knelt down to pay their respects. Princess Ziyang smiled and motioned for them to stand up. Her eyes fell on the blue bird, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

Princess Ziyang turned around and frowned in confusion at the kidnapped Blue Bird. A hint of surprise and worry appeared on her beautiful and delicate face.

Princess Ziyang quickly helped Qingniao up and gently placed her on the armchair next to her. Qingniao glared at Princess Ziyang's two subordinates fiercely, her eyes full of anger and resentment. Obviously, she was held hostage and tortured by these two people on the way here.

Princess Ziyang was filled with guilt and self-blame. She secretly made up her mind to protect Blue Bird and prevent her from getting hurt again. She turned around and faced the two men, with a firm and stern light in her eyes.

"How dare you hold Blue Bird hostage? You are so bold!" Princess Ziyang shouted sternly, "I have always treated you well, but you did such a despicable thing. I am extremely disappointed!"

The two men could not help but tremble. They knew very well how powerful Princess Ziyang was and knew that they had made a big mistake this time. They immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, begging Princess Ziyang to forgive them this time.

Princess Ziyang looked at them coldly and said, "Your behavior has violated my bottom line. I will never forgive you easily. However, if you can reform and serve me, I can consider giving you a chance."

To Princess Ziyang, everything that happened before her eyes was inexplicable. Her cold eyes, like a clear spring, swept coldly over Wei Yanren and Sun Yifang. At this moment, she seemed to see all kinds of expressions in the eyes of these two people. Sun Yifang lowered his head, looking submissive, while Wei Yanren straightened his back, looking righteous and confident.

Princess Ziyang moved lightly with her lotus steps, her figure graceful and her steps blooming. Her steps were firm and powerful, and each step seemed to leave a series of deep footprints on the ground, as if announcing her firmness and determination to the world.

Her voice was clear and loud, as if it could penetrate the entire space, making people fall in love with it. The voice was like the sound of nature, crisp and pleasant, and like a yellow oriole singing out of a valley, melodious and graceful. Just hearing the voice would make people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

She opened her lips slightly and blurted out questioning words, like a sharp sword, pointing directly at Wei Yanren's chest: "Wei Yanren, I need you to give me an explanation. Why do you do this? After all, he is our employer!"

This sentence was as powerful as thunder, causing pain in the eardrums, yet it was impossible to ignore the power and majesty it contained.

Princess Ziyang's words were sharp, like sharp bullets, hitting people's hearts directly. Her questions made it impossible to avoid them, forcing people to face their own hearts and examine their own behavior.