The Great Dream God

Meng Jin always observes the subtleties of life with a calm gaze. He firmly believes that human character is like a pool of clear water, and should not be overwhelmed by arrogance due to a moment of success. In life, when you are successful, it is like reaching the pinnacle of success and feeling elated. However, if you forget yourself and indulge yourself at this peak, you may unknowingly fall into a strange cycle called "extreme happiness leads to sorrow".

This vicious circle is not a trap visible to the naked eye, but a fog of the mind, which quietly shrouds the peak of joy and makes people lose their reason in intoxication. When you are immersed in the joy of success, complacency and arrogance are like invisible poison ivy, entwining your heart and paralyzing your vigilance. Once this happens, even the smallest setback may cause great pain, because excessive happiness has weakened your ability to cope with difficulties.

"Excessive joy leads to sorrow" is like an ancient fable, warning us to stay humble and know when to stop. When we are successful, we should look at everything with a peaceful heart, remember those who have helped us, and be grateful for those who have been with us. Only in this way can we maintain balance in the ups and downs of life and avoid the vicious circle that makes people feel sad.

At this moment, Meng Jin was in a mysterious attic. His hands were tied tightly with rough hemp ropes, and his body was tied up, unable to move. He was like a bound eagle, looking up at the ceiling helplessly. The traces of time were visible on the floor of the attic, as if telling an endless story. A breeze blew by, and the translucent gauze curtains on the windows fluttered gently, bringing a hint of coolness, but it could not blow away the confusion and uneasiness in his heart.

The door made a long creaking sound, like an ancient movement echoing in the empty attic. Meng Jin slowly raised his head, his eyes passing through the blurred light, focusing on the figure at the door. It was a young woman, she was wearing a plain silk dress, with a light veil covering her face, revealing only a pair of smart eyes, like autumn water with smoke, deep and mysterious. Her steps were light, as if she was walking on the clouds, and every step exuded a touch of poetry.

Behind her, there was a playful little maid, with a young face full of vigilance. She glared at Meng Jin fiercely, with undisguised hostility flashing in her eyes, as if he was an uninvited guest who broke into their world. This sharp look was like a cold arrow, shooting straight into Meng Jin's heart, making him shudder, but also making him more determined to solve all these mysteries.

Meng Jin seemed helpless, he slowly lowered his head, his posture was like a misunderstood criminal suspect, full of innocence and depression. His eyes revealed a deep confusion, as if silently telling of his innocence, but unable to refute it.

The woman standing opposite him was like an ethereal ink painting. Her face was fresh and refined, and she was dressed in a green dress, the color of which was like the tender leaves of early spring, revealing vitality and tranquility. Her sleeves swayed gently in the breeze, as if they were white clouds floating in the sky, light and mysterious, making people want to reach out and touch them, but afraid to break this peaceful beauty.

The woman's face was covered with a veil as thin as a cicada's wing, gently covering her cheeks, making her appearance looming, adding a bit of mysterious charm. Her smart eyes, as clear as autumn water, flashing with the light of wisdom, quietly peeking at the world through the veil, making it impossible to ignore her existence. These eyes seemed to be the windows of her soul. Although the veil covered her face, it could not hide the smartness and depth of her heart. This mysterious woman was like a fairy in a cloud dress, quietly performing her own story in the mortal world.

Meng Jin slowly raised his gaze, his deep eyes like an ancient well, containing endless stories and wisdom, fixed on the extraordinary woman in front of him. She sat upright on a carved high-back chair, with an upright posture and slender legs elegantly crossed, forming a vivid and noble picture. Every line and every posture seemed to be a masterpiece carefully carved by an artist, exuding an irresistible attraction. Her smile, like the moonlight gently brushing across the quiet lake, rippling with waves, mysterious and charming, making it impossible to guess her inner world.

"I heard," her voice was as delicate as velvet, flowing leisurely in the air, "you have rare treasures in the world, especially those mysterious shadow jades. They flicker in the dark, like stars in the night, shining brightly and fascinating. These shadow jades are like mysteries hiding ancient secrets, which attract people to delve deeper and make people intoxicated. Today, I specially invited you here to unveil the veil of these treasures and explore the secrets behind them."

The mysterious luster of the shadow jade flickered in the darkness, like a legend hidden for thousands of years, waiting to be deciphered.

Meng Jin, the usually calm young man, seemed a little flustered at this moment. He swallowed subconsciously, and his voice echoed in the empty hall with a barely perceptible tremor: "Excuse me, young lady, who are you?" The woman was like a peony standing proudly in the clouds, noble and cold. She raised her chin slightly, her nose trembling slightly, as if she was savoring his doubts, and slowly opened her lips: "I am the inheritor of the royal bloodline of the Human Empire, the 236th eldest daughter of the Wang family, and the Princess Ziyang respected by the world!"

Meng Jin's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide enough to swallow an egg, and his surprise filled the entire hall like smoke blown away by the wind. He swallowed again, and this time the sound was more obvious, as if expressing his shock: "Princess Ziyang!!! She is a powerful figure with great influence! She actually invited me personally, this... Isn't this playing with fire and getting burned? I'm afraid I made a wrong move, a big mistake!"

Princess Ziyang gently swung her slender fingers, and the movement was as graceful as a silent poem. She swept her indifferent eyes over Meng Jin and ordered the maid beside her: "Xiao Cui, go and find all his shadow jades." Xiao Cui, a lovely maid, her face was as white as porcelain, and her roundness was childish. Hearing this, her smart eyes flickered, and a sly smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. The tip of her tongue licked her rosy lips lightly, as if foreshadowing the search game that was about to take place.

Meng Jin's heartbeat accelerated instantly. He knew that this was not an ordinary encounter, but a fierce collision with fate. Every move of Princess Ziyang was like a stone thrown into the center of a lake, stirring up ripples and making his world magnificent. At this moment, he could only hold his breath and wait for the unknown to come. He felt mixed emotions in his heart, including nervousness, expectation, and a hint of unspeakable fear.