1692 Someone Was Thinking About Her
He rescued the young princess from getting assassinated on the streets, took care of and raised her, helped her defeat those power-hungry siblings of hers, and cultivated her to the position of young queen regnant.
This entire progression happened very logically.
It was all so unfathomable.
Most of the time, Feng Chen nearly forgot where exactly he was.
Was he living inside an illusion, or was he situated in reality?
This talisman matrix that put people inside a dream really was a torment.
Meanwhile, Mo Lian was starting to worship the master that crafted this talisman matrix!
He was definitely an unparalleled talisman master since this talisman master was able to bring them into an entirely different world.
This world progressed according to a set sequence of events.
From the moment they rescued the vagrant princess, this story would progress toward its predetermined ending.
According to the progression of the story inside this talisman matrix, Mo Lian would have to kill this figurehead queen regnant in the end so that he could ascend the throne.
However…
Wasn't this talisman matrix master looking down on him too much!
He simply did not covet the throne of this tiny kingdom!
Besides, this queen regnant's face looked too much like his Qiaoqiao!
In contrast to the lively, vivacious, and amusing Qiaoqiaos that he encountered inside the hall of riches, the one in front of him was a normal stoic-faced darling.
Mo Lian felt like three years had passed by according to the story's progression inside this talisman matrix.
But in reality, he was fully aware that he had only spent about three days inside this zany talisman matrix on the 15th level.
This talisman matrix was probably trying to test his desire for influence and power.
However, he simply had no such desire.
And even if he did desire power, how could he harm this little stoic-faced darling?
He had no idea what shenanigans this talisman matrix was up to. How come it kept generating Qiaoqiao's semblance?
Was it because he missed her too much that he was dreaming of her?
"Achoo!" Qiao Mu was sitting on a crude plank bed as she rubbed her reddened nose.
How come someone was thinking of her again?
Qiao Mu undid her cross-legged position and hopped off the plank bed.
The wooden door was pushed open with a creak, and Qi Xuanxuan walked in while carrying a wooden basin. She couldn't resist prattling, "Oh my goodness, it's crazy hot outside! Qiaoqiao, quick, quick. Give me some more ice, and I'll go take a speedy shower!"
"Do you want a cup of spiritual tea?"
Qi Xuanxuan hastily peered around and shut the door. She shook her head and said, "Don't, it's better to keep it low-key. Don't let the mentors find out that we drank spiritual tea during the entrance exam."
After all, it had only been two days since they got admitted to the academy. Since they had yet to finish the official enrollment procedures, they could still get kicked out at any time.
If that obstinate Mentor Wei Xu were to find out something, they might really get kicked out!
Qiao Mu gave her a look and then tossed several ice balls into her wooden basin with a wave of her hand. "Go wash up."
Qi Xuanxuan nodded while beaming with joy, walking out with the wooden basin again.
It's not that she wanted to nitpick, but this academy's environment really wasn't anything much.
Being built on top of the Lava Mountain Range, there was no need to mention how blazing hot it was every day.
It was touted that she, Qi Xuanxuan, and the little fatty each had their own private room, so comfort would not be an issue.
Yet the result…
