Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 2108

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he shook his head, but then nodded, "Same, and different. The appearance is indeed exactly the same. It's just that the Yu Emperor in the dream is much older than you, Your Majesty."

"Oh?" Cen Yuan smiled faintly, "It seems that my fate as an emperor has even recognized Jiang Qing's dream."

Everyone responded quickly, "Your Majesty, you are the chosen one."

"Your Majesty, you are absolutely the true dragon and the Son of Heaven, and you are destined by heaven."

Zhang Chengwei couldn't help but said, "In fact, I already knew that Emperor Heng was not dead."

As soon as this was said, someone asked with a smile, "Don't tell me you also dreamed about this?"

Zhang Chengwei's old face turned red, "How else would I know?"

Dreaming is a skill! Another person interjected, "If you say so, I've had even stranger dreams. I dreamed I was flying in the sky, hahahaha..."

Someone blushed, "I dreamed that a woman gave birth to a child and could take the baby out of her belly. But the woman would not die."

What kind of wonderful idea is this? Everyone felt sympathy for him after hearing this. "Master Wu, if you think about something during the day, you will dream about it at night."

Lord Wu is a romantic man. He and his wife have been childhood sweethearts and he married her before he entered the officialdom.

Unexpectedly, when he was at the peak of his career, his wife died during childbirth, leaving behind a son.

Lord Wu has never remarried and has raised his son by himself.

His son was Wu Yanqing, the talented flute player among the Seven Sons of Qingzhou. He was handsome, well-educated, and had a gentle and amiable personality.

Wu Yanqing also felt that his father was very pitiful, because his mother died giving birth to him, which was why his father dreamed of such a bizarre idea.

But then the Emperor Yu spoke, "You should all be tolerant of Lord Wu's dream. In fact, I have also seen this method in ancient books. As long as medical skills are well developed, sooner or later, women will not lose their lives because of childbirth."

The emperor had spoken, who would dare to object? The imperial physician even hurriedly looked for pen, ink, paper and inkstone to write down the method so that he could study it carefully in the future.

The imperial physician found Lord Wu and said, "I have something to ask Lord Wu."

Lord Wu: “…”

I just had a dream, what can you ask me? I'm afraid I can't help you.

Yu Di asked again, "Who said just now that he dreamed of flying in the sky?"

The man stood up embarrassedly.

The Feather Emperor raised his hand and motioned him to sit down. "It is recorded in the Records of Strange Stories of Heavenly Works that in ancient times there were flying chariots that could carry hundreds of people to the sky. It might only take an hour to fly from our Luo City to the capital of Beiyi."

Everyone was shocked and whispered, "Could it be that the emperor was dreaming too?"

"Your Majesty, that is not a dream. Haven't you heard of it? Ancient book! 'Records of Strange Craftsmanship'!"

“It’s a wonderful book!”

“Maybe it’s just people’s imagination.”

Unexpectedly, the Queen smiled and said, "The book also mentioned the 'Thousand Mile Voice Transmission Box', which can allow us to have a conversation as if we were sitting face to face even though we are thousands of miles apart."

How is that possible? Everyone was still shocked. Tsk! The emperor and his wife had read this "Records of Strange Craftsmanship"?

Everyone was surprised to hear this.

But it is confirmed from the side that such an ancient book does exist. Of course, it is not ruled out that the emperor and the empress worked together to make up stories and fool people.

Hearing everyone talking so passionately, Ma Chuyang had something to say, "How come you guys can dream so easily? When I dream, my god, it's so painful, so mad, so crying!"

Emperor Wen Xuan was very curious, "What did you dream about?"