A Shocking Dream

In this tense atmosphere, the interaction between Qin Ruoyu and Lin Wunian caught the attention of those around them. They watched the two, secretly speculating about their relationship. Qin Rongchen's gaze remained fixed on Lin Wunian. He felt a familiarity about the white-haired doctor, but he couldn't put his finger on what it was.

"Yes, Your Highness." Lin Wunian saluted again. Just as she was about to leave, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Her interaction with Qin Ruoyu hadn't revealed any flaws yet. But she knew she had to remain vigilant at all times and not let her guard down even a little.

"Wait." Seeing Lin Wunian about to leave, Qin Rongchen called out to her. His voice was steady and powerful, echoing in the air with an invisible sense of oppression. Qin Rongchen took a small step forward, his eyes fixed on Lin Wunian's back, eager and curious.

Lin Wunian stopped and slowly turned to look at Qin Rongchen. There was a hint of doubt in her eyes, as if she was asking him something. She tilted her head slightly, and her snow-white hair shimmered with a mysterious luster in the sunlight, like silver frost in winter, pure and cold. She was wearing a veil, revealing only a pair of clear eyes like water, which were like bright stars, bright and moving. She was dressed in a coarse cloth dress, simple but clean and tidy, like the color of the simple earth, not gorgeous but with a unique calmness. She carried a basket on her back, which was like a small treasure house, filled with the hope she had picked with great effort.

"This young man is..." Her voice was cold and calm, like a clear spring in the mountains, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.

"Miss Wu Nian, this is the Sage King," Zhou Cheng hurried forward to remind her. A hint of awe lingered in his eyes as he lowered his head slightly, clasped his hands together, and leaned forward slightly. Clearly, he held this Sage King in high esteem.

Lin Wunian was startled, a flicker of surprise in her eyes. Her eyes widened slightly, then regained their composure. She bowed her head slightly, saluted, and said, "I greet the Sage King." Her tone was respectful and humble, without a trace of flattery. Her posture was upright, like a bamboo in the wind, humble yet dignified.

Qin Rongchen stared intently at Lin Wunian, as if trying to discern some clue from her. He narrowed his eyes slightly, frowning, and studied her carefully. He felt a familiarity about this woman, but he couldn't put his finger on what it was. He raised his chin slightly, as if lost in thought.

In this tense atmosphere, the air around them seemed to freeze. Lin Wunian stood there quietly, waiting for Qin Rongchen's next words. Her eyes were as calm as water, without the slightest ripple.

"Have we met somewhere before?" Qin Rongchen felt Lin Wunian was familiar, his eyes revealing a hint of doubt and contemplation. He frowned slightly, wondering to himself: Why does this woman feel so familiar to me? Had I seen her in a dream? Or perhaps we had just passed by each other in a fleeting moment? His heartbeat quickened slightly, and the feeling of familiarity grew stronger, surging through his heart like a tide. He desperately wanted to know this woman's identity and solve the mystery in his heart.

Lin Wunian was startled for a moment, a flicker of panic in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. She gently shook her head and said in a cold voice, "I have never met Your Highness. I'm afraid you've recognized the wrong person." Her heart was pounding with anxiety. She was terrified that Qin Rongchen would recognize her true identity, which would bring her endless trouble. She tried to remain calm, not letting her emotions show. However, her slightly trembling fingers betrayed her inner nervousness. She prayed that Qin Rongchen would believe her and not continue to question her.

Qin Rongchen stared at her, unwilling to give up his suspicions. He searched the corners of his memory, trying to find a picture of the woman before him. He wondered: This woman's eyes were so clear, yet tinged with an indescribable sadness. What had she been through? Could I have mistaken her? But the familiarity was so real that he couldn't let it go.

The air around them seemed to freeze, and a tense atmosphere spread between the two of them.

"Uncle, you've got the wrong person. She's not who I'm talking about." Qin Ruoyu explained, fearing that Lin Wunian's identity would be exposed. A hint of nervousness lingered in his eyes as he glanced at Lin Wunian before looking at Qin Rongchen. He knew that the uncle had mistaken Lin Wunian for Lin Bingshuang because of her white hair, but he couldn't let his uncle discover this secret.

Qin Ruoyu's heart was full of contradictions. On the one hand, he didn't want to deceive the emperor's uncle, but on the other hand, he knew that if the emperor's uncle recognized Lin Wunian as Lin Bingshuang, the consequences would be disastrous.

Qin Rongchen frowned slightly, his eyes shifting back and forth between Qin Ruoyu and Lin Wunian. He didn't believe he'd mistaken someone; the familiar feeling was so strong. But Qin Ruoyu's words made him doubt again. Could it be that he'd really made a mistake?

Lin Wunian stood there quietly, secretly relieved. She knew that at this moment she had to remain calm and not reveal any flaws.

"You give me the feeling that you're a familiar face of mine," Qin Rongchen said, a deep sadness in his eyes. He lowered his eyelids slightly, as if lost in memories. The figure of the familiar face surfaced in his mind, and every detail of the past came flooding back like a tide. He remembered the woman's every smile and frown, her gentleness and stubbornness, and an indescribable pain welled up in his heart.

Qin Rongchen's gaze fell on Lin Wunian again, trying to find more similarities with an old friend. His heart was filled with doubt and anticipation, hoping she was the one he had longed for, yet fearing it was all a false hope. He carefully observed every detail of her, from her white hair to her eyes, from her posture to her aura. Every part of her felt familiar, yet he couldn't be sure.

Qin Rongchen pondered: If she really is her, why hasn't she acknowledged me? Is there something she's hiding? Or has she forgotten everything about the past? His heart was filled with conflict and confusion, unsure how to face this woman who seemed familiar. He wanted to be closer to her, but was afraid of breaking the secret, yet also terrified of losing her again.

"Your Highness, you must be joking. I'm just a commoner, how could I possibly be similar to your old friend?" Lin Wunian lowered her head slightly, her voice cold and calm. Facing Qin Rongchen's fiery gaze, she felt as if she had nowhere to escape.