"What's the matter? It seems the dream unique to you isn't peaceful," came the gentle voice of the Empress from beside him.
Zhao Douan, having adjusted to the candlelight, turned to look at the Empress by his side, who was akin to a fairy in white. Xu Zhenguan's face was full of inquiry.
"I don't really know how to explain it; I can't remember the specifics, but it's undoubtedly a nightmare," Zhao Douan pondered for a moment before replying.
A nightmare... Xu Zhenguan's delicate brows furrowed slightly, then relaxed, and she said with a smile, "When I first entered the Big Dream Scroll years ago, it was also a nightmare. But later, I got used to it."
She didn't delve deeper into questioning the specific content of Zhao Douan's dream; firstly, although the two were intimate, since it concerned personal cultivation, it wasn't appropriate to ask too thoroughly.
After all, even husbands and wives have their secrets.
