Both worlds are like dreams

Mo Yunchen appeared quietly late at night. He brought Xuehuang's favorite Rouge Wine and Peach Blossom Wine, sat under a blooming peach tree, and invited her to drink with him.

Xue Huang was already preparing to go to bed, and was really surprised to see him suddenly appear under the tree.

The imperial guards were outside, so he was quite brave.

She walked out silently, "Aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

"What's so scary?"

Xuehuang picked up the peach blossom wine and tasted it. Tasting peach blossom wine under the peach tree, she could smell the fragrance of peach blossoms everywhere.

"What are you here for?"

"I'd like to invite you to taste wine."

“Do we have a relationship where we can enjoy wine peacefully?”

Mo Yunchen raised his eyebrows and thought about their past. It seemed that since they first met, they were either quarreling or on the way to a fight, and every time they fought, they were aiming for death, but neither of them could do anything to the other.

He smiled and said, "Maybe later."

"In the future?" Xue Huang sneered, "Mo Yunchen, why do you think we will have a future?"

"No matter whether it's the sky or the underworld, life or death, there's still a long way to go."

"Do you really want me to stay with you? Then why do you think I would be willing to stay with you?"

"You have no way out."

"Mo Yunchen, sometimes when I look at you, I feel that God really plays tricks on me. When I believed in you, you abandoned me like a worn-out shoe. When I hated you, you kept pestering me. Do you think this is God's will? Do you deserve to suffer the pain of this world? Hahahaha..." Xue Huang laughed sarcastically, like an elf in the night, inexplicably crazy and creepy.

She raised the jar of wine and danced under the peach tree, drinking and dancing, tears streaming down her face.

Yes, she has no way out. As long as she can't let go of Gu Qinglan, she will always be controlled by him.

Mo Yunchen watched her dance. It was a dance he had never seen before, but it felt strangely familiar to him.

She didn't dance very well, but the dance was full of lamentation and sadness, as if accusing the sadness in her heart.

Xue Huang had never learned to dance, because this dance was performed from the bottom of Gu Qingli's heart when she was trapped in Shuanglin City. It contained the freedom she longed for, as well as her loneliness and suppressed grief.

She jumped out unconsciously following the memory, stumbling but breaking the heart of the viewers.

Mo Yunchen stood up unconsciously, walked slowly to her side and wanted to reach out and touch her.

Xue Huang was dizzy from spinning around, and due to the alcohol, she slowly fell to the ground, smashing the jar of wine in her hand.

Mo Yunchen quickly caught her when she fell, and then held her in his arms. He wiped the tears from her eyes and asked, "What do you mean?"

Xue Huang's eyes were blurred, and she smiled bitterly and said, "If you want something but cannot give it up, it is called obsession."

"Then what is your obsession?"

"What is it?" Xue Huang repeated blankly, "What did you put in the wine?" She used to have a very good alcohol tolerance, but she was drunk after just one jar of wine.

Mo Yunchen picked her up and walked towards the room, saying helplessly, "You must be dizzy."

"Put me down, I can walk by myself!" Xue Huang struggled.

"Behave yourself!" Mo Yunchen scolded coldly, "Do you want to be acupunctured?" As he spoke, he had already put Xue Huang on the bed.

Xue Huang blinked hard, holding her forehead for a while, "Why don't you leave?"

"Where are you going?"

"The palace."

Mo Yunchen sat on the edge of the bed, and the next moment he lay down with very skillful movements.