The Great Dream God

The sun was shining all over the courtyard. Princess Ziyang was wearing a lilac brocade robe, just like a lilac in spring, elegant and noble. She had a warm smile on her lips, her eyes flashed with sincerity and expectation, and she nodded gently, as if expressing her trust in silence. "If you don't mind, you can become my retainer!" These words were like the first breeze in the morning light, blowing through Wei Yanren's heart and bringing endless hope.

Wei Yanren was so excited that he could not suppress his excitement. His face was filled with uncontrollable excitement and his eyes were shining with determination. He quickly knelt on the ground, his clothes fluttering, like a vivid picture. He clenched his fists and put them on his chest. He took a deep breath and expressed his determination to the princess in the most solemn tone: "If you don't give up, I will be your dog and horse!" This oath is not only a yearning for power, but also a loyalty and admiration for Princess Ziyang. He is willing to protect this honor with his life, as loyal as a dog and horse, no matter the wind and rain, he will always be the same.

The sun shines on Princess Ziyang's courtyard, and the breeze blows gently, bringing a faint scent of flowers, making the whole scene like a vivid painting. The princess is wearing a lavender brocade robe and sitting in an exquisite pavilion. Her smile is as warm as spring water, reflecting in Wei Yanren's heart and dispelling the haze in his heart.

"Get up, get up!" She whispered, her voice as sweet as a silver bell, and every word was full of tolerance and care. Her eyes flashed with expectations for the future, as if she had seen the scene of them fighting side by side and advancing and retreating together.

Wei Yanren slowly stood up from the ground, his face gilded by the sunlight, looking even more resolute. His eyes were piercing, revealing a determination as unshakable as a rock. The moment he was helped up by the princess's men, what surged in his heart was not only gratitude, but also a deep oath.

"My lord, I, Wei Yanren, swear to heaven that from now on, your orders are my life, your worries are my pain, and I will use all my loyalty and strength to protect you and our home!" His voice echoed in the courtyard, and every word was loud and clear, full of firm belief and endless loyalty.

Princess Ziyang, the dignified yet kind noble woman, waved her hand gently, her eyes full of care and understanding for Wei Yanren. "Come back tomorrow, I will ask the housekeeper in the mansion to carefully prepare a comfortable residence for you. From now on, the Princess's Mansion will be your new home." Her words were gentle and powerful, and every word was full of sincerity and acceptance. She understood that such a decision might be a major turning point for Wei Yanren.

Wei Yanren, his eyes were as firm as iron, and he was deeply grateful for the arrangement made by the princess. He nodded deeply, responding to this rare gift. "Of course, princess, I will come on time. I will pack everything up as soon as possible and live up to your high expectations." After he said that, he turned around and strode away. The determination and expectation revealed in his back seemed to foreshadow the new life he was about to start.

The air around them seemed to become warmer because of their conversation. The door of the Princess Mansion slowly closed behind Wei Yanren, leaving behind silence and expectation. Tomorrow, when the sun rises again, Wei Yanren will take his luggage and step into this new world, starting his life in the Princess Mansion. All of this is due to the generous wave of Princess Ziyang's hand.

Princess Ziyang stared at Wei Yanren's back as he gradually disappeared into the distance. That figure seemed to carry endless stories, causing her to feel complicated emotions. She raised her lips slightly, retracted her deep gaze, and looked up at the eaves in front of her. The antique wooden structure, bearing the traces of time, seemed to be telling a silent story.

Just as she was immersed in her own thoughts, a bird as blue as the clear sky quietly landed on the eaves, its feathers sparkling in the sun. Princess Ziyang frowned slightly, the presence of this bird broke the silence, it didn't seem to belong to this picture.

"You people of the Blue Bird Clan have always been known for your courtesy. Why are you so rude today and break into my residence without permission?" Princess Ziyang's words were filled with a hint of doubt and a hint of blame, but more of curiosity about the unknown.

Hearing this, the blue bird suddenly burst into a dazzling light and turned into a white mist. As the mist dissipated, a woman's figure appeared on the eaves. She was graceful, like a fairy in the sky. It was the bluebird. She stood there quietly, surrounded by a mysterious aura, as if she had merged with the world.

"Princess Ziyang, oh, no, now you should be called Countess Ziyang!" Qingque's voice was as clear as spring water, with a hint of teasing, "I, Qingque, have come to congratulate you on your promotion. This is a great joy!"

Qingque's smile contained both sincere congratulations and a hint of playfulness. Her appearance undoubtedly brought a different color to this peaceful day. Countess Ziyang looked at her, and an indescribable feeling welled up in her heart. This sudden change made her full of expectations for the future, but also a little uneasy.

Princess Ziyang raised her lips slightly, and her smile was like the first peony blooming in spring, elegant and mysterious, with a kind of detached and free and easy manner. She said calmly: "Princess Ziyang, this is indeed a label for me to walk in the world. Without it, I am afraid that no one in the world can recognize my true face. As for the title of earl, although it is noble, why do we have to add the word "female"? It seems to remind everyone that I am a woman and need to be treated differently. Such a title seems a bit redundant to me."

Hearing this, Qingque began to sweat on his forehead, like morning dew sliding down the tip of a leaf, silently. He responded carefully, "Princess, forgive me for being blunt, I still prefer to call you Princess Ziyang. This title is unique and appropriate, and there is no need to add those modifications that may cause misunderstandings. The earl, whether male or female, the honor lies in the person, not in gender. But since you care about this, I should naturally follow your wishes, so as not to let this small title become an unnecessary barrier between us."

His words were full of respect and understanding, trying to ease the possible embarrassment in the most appropriate way. He knew that Princess Ziyang did not like to be bound by secular rules and regulations. She preferred to win respect with her strength and personality, rather than being defined by gender labels.

"Okay, Qingque, I appreciate your understanding." Princess Ziyang smiled and nodded. Her confidence and calmness seemed to infect everyone around her. Her eyes sparkled with wisdom, making it impossible to ignore her presence. She continued, "A title is just a code name. What's important is how we interpret ourselves and how we leave a unique mark in this world. No matter how others call me, I am always Princess Ziyang, an independent, free, and unfettered soul."

Qingque bowed deeply to express his understanding and respect for the princess.