Su Qianqian suddenly turned around, only to see that familiar face with a gentle smile.
Su Qianqian was still in shock, not understanding what had happened.
She didn’t act rashly for the moment, and Luo Wuhen didn’t seem to mind Su Qianqian’s confusion, continuing to speak:
“I’ll arrange a suitable solution and ample resources for your younger sister, Su Lingling. As for your parents, I’ve set them up in the Residential District near the bustling Market according to their wishes. I’ll take you to familiarize yourself with their location in a while.”
Facing Luo Wuhen’s calm and measured tone, Su Qianqian felt completely lost. What on earth was going on here?
“Luo Wuhen, what’s the situation right now? Why am I here? What did you mean by what you just said? What exactly is going on…?”
Su Qianqian rattled off a series of questions. She was both puzzled and a bit panicked.
Her body didn’t feel like a Soul Body now, but why had she ended up here? Was this some Illusion Realm or…
Faced with Su Qianqian’s barrage, Luo Wuhen helplessly ruffled her hair, then gently explained:
“You… When you reincarnated, it seems your Soul was injured. That left you dazed for a long time, sometimes lucid, sometimes confused. Your family has been very worried about you.”
“After I found you, I repaired your Soul. Afterwards, you fell into a long sleep. When you woke up a few days ago, I brought your whole family back to the Capital. Don’t you remember…”
After speaking, Luo Wuhen squatted down to meet Su Qianqian’s confused gaze, shaking her head.
“Well, I suppose it’s normal. Your Soul was injured for so long, your awareness must have felt so unreal. With such an experience, and after sleeping for so long, it’s easy to mix up Reality and dreams. But now, you finally seem to be completely awake. That’s really wonderful…”
“What? But clearly… how could this be…?”
After hearing Luo Wuhen’s explanation, Su Qianqian felt her consciousness spinning, as if the world was tilting.
So many real experiences in her memories—could they really have been dreams? But how could dreams feel so real? If not, why did she suddenly appear here?
She looked around. Everything was so real, yet so illusory. Which side was Reality?
Finally, under such a shock, Su Qianqian clutched her head, gradually becoming unsteady.
But before she could fall, Luo Wuhen quickly supported her waist.
There was no mistaking the worry in Luo Wuhen’s eyes. She gently massaged Su Qianqian’s temple and cast the Calming Mind Spell on her.
After calming down a bit, Su Qianqian asked tiredly, “Then what about Lin Muxue and Luo Siqian? What about them…”
Upon hearing Lin Muxue’s name, Luo Wuhen’s face stiffened, but she truthfully recounted her “memory”:
“Lin Muxue was also searching for you, but she was just a step slower than me. As for Luo Siqian… I don’t know, but that’s such a nice name. If possible, let’s not worry about that now—let’s consider it later. For now, you need to rest well.”
“I know it’s hard to distinguish between Illusion and Reality at first. I’ll be here with you. For now, have a good sleep. Hopefully that will clear your mind…”
As she spoke, Luo Wuhen cast the Sleep Spell on her. Su Qianqian, already muddled and exhausted, quickly closed her eyes.
Luo Wuhen dotingly picked up the now small figure, carried her into her usual resting room, and gently laid her on the bed, pulling up the covers…
“Rest easy. This time, I won’t let you leave me again, whether you are my Prime Minister or…”
But Su Qianqian’s rest this time was anything but peaceful. The shock of being unable to distinguish Reality from illusion kept her tossing even in her dreams.
Memories of her past life, present life, “Illusion,” and “Reality” all tangled together into a torrent!
Suddenly, Su Qianqian opened her eyes wide and sat up, breathing heavily! Her forehead was drenched in cold sweat, her whole body already soaked.
She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, feeling the sticky sensation on her skin.
No matter how she looked at it, this didn’t feel like an illusion. She pinched her arm hard—very real pain!
“Is this Reality? Then, are those memories of mine just illusions? But all the details in my memories don’t feel fake at all…”
As the two sets of memories started to “fight” again, Luo Wuhen came in with a bowl of nourishing soup, gently blowing on it before bringing a spoonful of golden broth to Su Qianqian’s lips.
Instinctively, Su Qianqian drank it—the taste was so real…
“If you really can’t tell your memories apart, then why not just empty your mind and feel the present? Feel what’s real. Now, you’re here. The more real the present feels to you, the clearer your mind will become.” Luo Wuhen fed her soup as she spoke her advice.
Su Qianqian rubbed her head. That actually sounded quite reasonable, but something deep inside her warned not to give up thinking so easily!
“I want to go see Father, Mother, and Lingling right now.”
“Not yet.”
“Why not?”
“Because you’re soaked in sweat. You need to change your clothes first.”
Now that Luo Wuhen mentioned it, it really did seem so…
Su Qianqian nodded in agreement. Luo Wuhen eagerly snapped her fingers, and numerous outfits appeared from her Storage Ring, floating around Su Qianqian.
“I prepared them ahead of time. Pick one.”
Looking at the styles of these clothes, Su Qianqian couldn’t help but show a look of disdain.
She didn’t know which side was Reality, but regardless, Luo Wuhen’s taste in clothing was always this outrageous.
Luckily, there were at least some normal outfits one could wear outside. Su Qianqian chose a simple dress and decisively changed right in front of Luo Wuhen.
Su Qianqian noticed Luo Wuhen’s gaze darting away for a second, only to steal glances again.
As for whether she used Divine Sense, Su Qianqian’s Cultivation Level was too low now to notice.
“Shy, are you? But… Wait, if this is an illusion, is this her first time seeing me like this?”
The tangled memories once again vied for “authenticity.” Su Qianqian absentmindedly finished changing.
This feeling of existing in two worlds at once was maddening—just changing clothes could cause her memories to get muddled.
After she finished dressing, Luo Wuhen led Su Qianqian through a bustling Market.
The crowds moved with their own joys and sorrows, and as Su Qianqian observed them with intent, it all seemed both vividly real and somehow unreal…
After passing through the Market, the crowds thinned dramatically.
Not far from the Market, in a luxurious house, Su Qianqian saw her still-worried parents and younger sister…
Feeling the familiar warmth in her embrace, seeing their worried faces and their joy at her recovery, Su Qianqian’s inner chaos gradually subsided.
A sense that “this is real” slowly took over.
At such close range, Su Qianqian carefully looked at her parents’ faces—every strand of hair was visible, just with more white hairs and wrinkles than she remembered.
Su Lingling was still lively, thrilled for her older sister.
Her whole family was here, so vibrant. They were delighted, they were worried, and she was being embraced…
“Sister, the Market here is so lively! Let’s go have a look together!”
With a familiar smile, Su Lingling reached out her hand. The world in Su Qianqian’s eyes gradually sharpened from its blur.
She hesitated but finally grasped her sister’s hand.
But Liu Qingyao was a bit worried: “You two aren’t familiar with the area. What if you get lost…”
“I’ll show them around and help them get used to things here. Why don’t you come too?” Luo Wuhen suggested.
But the couple exchanged glances and declined, “We’ll stay here. Lady Luo, please take the two girls and help them get familiar with things.”
Luo Wuhen nodded and led the sisters into the Market.
The sisters frolicked among the stalls, buying delicious treats and stopping to look at anything interesting.
Luo Wuhen quietly followed, watching with a constant gentle smile.
“Lingling, do you think this world is real?” Su Qianqian suddenly asked. At this, Su Lingling tilted her head in confusion:
“Sister, what do you mean? We’re shopping here, the food is so tasty, and you’re healthy again—everything is wonderful…”
“That’s true… Sorry, that was a strange question.”
“Then let’s go over there! That stuff looks really delicious!”
“Lingling, can you really eat more? You’ve already eaten so much—don’t make yourself sick.” Su Qianqian said with concern.
She’d let Su Lingling eat as much as she wanted out of habit, thinking of her as the cultivator from her memory.
Suddenly, she remembered—this Lingling was still a mortal with no Cultivation Level, and eating too much would make her sick.
Su Lingling paused, held her stomach, and said playfully, “You’re right, Sister! Now that you mention it, I do feel really full. I was just too happy to be out with you and didn’t notice.”
Su Qianqian felt that something was odd, but she couldn’t say what.
She simply gave her little sister a serious warning: “Still, you need to be careful. Eating too much isn’t good for you. When you start cultivating, you’ll be able to eat to your heart’s content.”
“Really? I can’t wait! I want to start cultivating right now!”
“My little sister will definitely be a genius. But for now, let’s just enjoy the outing. Once you start training, there won’t be so much free time.”
As time passed, the Sun gradually set and a bright Moon climbed into the sky, round and luminous…
Su Qianqian looked up at the round Moon, her pupils slowly losing focus.
Gradually, it felt as if only that Moon remained in her eyes, and she faintly sensed it was transmitting something, blurry and indistinct…
“Sister?”
“Qianqian?”
At the sound of their voices, Su Qianqian snapped back to herself.
She saw the worried faces of Su Lingling and Luo Wuhen, rubbed her forehead, and looked at the Moon again—it didn’t seem quite as round as before, and the strange sensation was gone…
“Just now… was that an illusion?”
Su Qianqian suddenly felt tired for no reason. “I’m a bit exhausted. Let’s go home.”
“Alright, let’s go back. Let’s go home…”