Chapter 1454: Li Junxians Gift! (1/2)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

”It's not right!”

Wang Chong shook his head and looked at his hands. His own hands were fair and slender, and he could clearly make out each of the creases. Through his fingertips, Wang Chong could also feel the slight chill in the room and the air blowing across his hand.

It was simply too real, too detailed. These were not things a dream could possess.

And as he looked over his fingernails, he saw that they were reflecting the dim light in the room, just as real and detailed as everything else.

”How could this be?”

Wang Chong's mind was completely blank.

There was no sense of touch in dreams, much less details as meticulous as a sense of warmth. Wang Chong's mind was in disarray.

Truth and fiction, the past and present, were all mixed together. He had originally firmly believed in his experiences in the northwest.

But this conviction had been given a severe shock.

Wang Chong suddenly no longer dared to be so certain.

What also made him rather uneasy was that his aching body and the chaotic state of his meridians were symptoms extremely similar to those his body had exhibited after he had fallen unconscious in his study. Did that mean that his entire journey to the northwest had actually just been an illusion he had experienced after his flare-up? That after falling unconscious in his study, his master had not forcibly taken him to the northwest?

That it had all been an illusion, a dream?

As these thoughts flitted through his mind, Wang Chong was at a complete loss.

Everything he had just experienced made it impossible for him to distinguish the true from the false.

”You just woke up, so you should just rest. Aunt, Your Highness, let us withdraw so he can relax,” Xu Qiqin said in an understanding tone.

The crowd quickly left the room.

The room was soon quiet, and Wang Chong was left alone to sit on his bed with his restless thoughts.

Just what is going on here? Wang Chong inwardly muttered to himself.

He could feel the sensation of black sandalwood under him and could smell its fragrance. If this was a dream, none of this should have been possible.

”Could I really have been unconscious for seven days and seven nights?”

Wang Chong walked up to the window, where the rays of sunlight poured in. The warmth he felt as they struck his body left him speechless.

Opening the door, Wang Chong walked out into the familiar gardens and buildings of the Wang Family Residence.

Wang Chong could even see the designs on the ceramic tiles and a chirping bird on one of the eaves.

As Wang Chong thought back to his experiences in the northwest, he discovered that the clear memories had suddenly begun to blur like those of a dream.

”Maybe it really was a dream!”

With this thought, Wang Chong slowly began to accept his circumstances.

Bangbangbang!

As he was thinking, there was a sudden and intense knocking, and Wang Chong soon heard the furious voices of Xu Keyi and the others.

”Bastard! Who told you to come!? Leave at once!”

Another voice, brimming with derision, came from outside. ”Heh, a visitor is a guest. After hearing that the King of Foreign Lands had fallen ill and had not awoken, our Young Master decided to come and deliver a gift. The mighty King of Foreign Lands would not be so petty, I presume!”

The tone made one feel that the owner of the voice did not harbor good intentions.

”Scram! Don't think that just because your Confucian Sect has the upper hand, you can act however you want! If not for His Highness, do you think your Confucian Sect would have even had a chance to show itself?

”Our Highness does not welcome your people!”

The furious voice this time had belonged to Chen Bin.

The servants and maids also began to join, and a great clamor took place at the gate to the estate.

”Stop!”

A voice suddenly cut through the noise.

Xu Keyi, Chen Bin, and the many Wang Clan guards had gathered at the entrance, their eyes fixed on a figure outside and burning with righteous indignation.

The crowd turned their heads and were struck dumb by the sight of a familiar figure.

”Milord!”

Everyone lowered their heads. They had failed to notice Wang Chong coming up behind them.

”All of you, withdraw!” Wang Chong ordered. His face was slightly pale, giving him a rather weak appearance.

Everyone bowed and complied with Wang Chong's order, opening a path for him.

”Heh, Your Highness, long time no see!”

That mocking and ill-intentioned voice spoke once more.

”Everyone says that Your Highness has been unconscious for seven days and nights, your mind stricken with deep depression, but it seems like the rumors were false. Your Highness is already awake!”