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When Zhuge Liang was old, he suddenly fell seriously ill and lay in bed for half a month before he woke up.

During the half month he was lying in bed, he had been having a recurring dream.

In the dream, his adopted daughter Heming was captured by Cao Chun and taken to Cao Cao's side, and she never came back.

His adopted daughter Heming and the lord's eldest daughter Liu Yun were raised by Cao Cao as dancing concubines in his house.

Cao Cao sent a letter to his lord, asking him to trade Jingzhou for Heming and Liu Yun, but the lord said that his daughter had died in Changbanpo.

Cao Cao saw that his lord didn't care about Heming and Liu Yun, so he gave the two sisters to Cao Chun as concubines.

After Cao Chun's death, Cao Cao kept the two sisters in his tent, and whenever guests came, he would let them come out to dance...

Looking at the crane in the dream, trapped in the enemy camp, unable to survive or die, Zhuge Liang felt sad. His adopted daughter was such a glorious person. How could a villain like Cao Cao let her do such a thing? ………

But no matter how angry Zhuge Liang was, the images in his dream still haunted him.

He saw in the dream that Heming did not fight for Jingzhou. After his lord occupied Yizhou, he fought back and forth with the forces of Sun Quan and Cao Cao. In the end, the world seemed to be divided into three parts.

In the dream, the lord died, leaving him alone. In order to live up to the lord's trust, he made five expeditions to the north and six out of Qishan. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to his lord's great cause, and finally died of illness in Wuzhangyuan due to overwork...

"Father, are you going to leave Heming alone?"

Just when Zhuge Liang felt powerless because of his own death in the dream, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

Hearing this voice, Zhuge Liang, who was immersed in a dream and couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion, suddenly realized, isn't this his adopted daughter He Ming?

But wasn't Heming tortured to death by Cao Pi?

No, no, Heming is the lord of Jingzhou and the lord of the world. How could he be tortured to death by Cao Pi? He must be dreaming...

Thinking of this, Zhuge Liang felt a force in his heart. He clenched his hands and wanted to break through all the shackles to find the truth...

Just when he was struggling to break the illusion in front of him, He Ming's worried eyes caught his eye.

Seeing Zhuge Liang open his eyes, Zhiyu who was guarding the bed was full of joy, "My foster father is awake, go and call the imperial doctor."

Hearing Zhiyu's words, Huang Yueying and Zhuge Liang's eldest son Zhuge Zhan quickly gathered around.

"Husband——."

"Father--."

Looking at the familiar faces in front of him, Zhuge Liang was stunned. For a moment, he couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality.

Compared to a dream, the big man today really seems like a dream.

"Father, you are okay."

Seeing that Zhuge Liang was silent for a long time, Zhiyu stretched out her hand and waved it in front of him, and asked in a worried tone.

Looking at the vivid and dazzling jade in front of him, Zhuge Liang unconsciously thought of the crane in his dream.

Is the person in front of me really He Ming?

But why, he felt that the cranes in the dream were like real cranes.

He knew how capable his lord was. The daughter he raised should be as timid as the crane in a dream...

After all, the other heirs of the lord have the same temperament...

While Zhuge Liang was in a daze, the imperial doctor was hurriedly brought in by the guards.

Seeing the imperial doctor coming, Zhiyu quickly pulled Huang Yueying and Zhuge Zhan aside, leaving the place to the imperial doctor.

Seeing Zhuge Liang's eyes blurred, Zhuge Zhan, who was still young, became worried, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with father? Will he be okay?"

Zhiyu touched Zhuge Zhan's head, his face full of exhaustion after not resting for several days: "Don't be afraid, A Zhan, my foster father is fine."

Hearing Zhiyu's words, Zhuge Zhan obviously didn't believe it, "Is it true?"

Zhiyu nodded, "When have I ever lied to you?"

After hearing this, Zhuge Zhan felt relieved and stared eagerly at the imperial doctor who was taking Zhuge Liang's pulse.

After a while, the imperial doctor retracted his hand, stood up and cupped his hands towards Zhiyu, Huang Yueying and others: "Your Majesty, Madam, the Prime Minister is not in any serious condition except for his physical weakness. "

"I'll go down and make a prescription for the Prime Minister. He'll be well."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Zhiyu looked at the imperial doctor and said, "Then I'll trouble Doctor Huang."

After the imperial doctor withdrew, looking at Zhuge Liang who was still recovering from his illness, Zhiyu took two steps forward and asked in a worried tone: "Father, are you okay?"

Hearing Zhiyu's voice, Zhuge Liang slowly came back to his senses. Looking at Zhiyu with a worried face, Zhuge Liang opened his mouth, but his hoarse throat could not utter a word.

Seeing this, Zhiyu quickly stepped forward and poured a glass of water and handed it to Zhuge Liang, "Father, please moisturize your throat first."

Zhuge Liang took a hard drink of water and became more energetic. After a while, he opened his mouth.

"Heming, how long have I been lying here?"

"Father, you have been lying down for half a month."

Hearing this, Zhuge Liang was a little surprised. He just had a dream, and it had already been half a month?

Huang Yueying saw that Zhuge Liang was stunned again, and said to him distressedly: "Heming, you have abandoned the government for many days, and now your adoptive father is awake. You should go back to the palace to rest first, and then go to deal with government affairs after you have rested. Don’t delay national affairs.”

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Zhuge Liang's illness frightened Zhiyu, and Zhiyu gave him half a year's leave.

Zhuge Liang had nothing to do at home, so during Liu Bei's memorial day, he took some sacrifices and bypassed the crowd to worship in front of Liu Bei's tomb alone.

When he read Zhuang Zhou's allusion to dreaming of butterflies, he was quite puzzled. Now he had a big dream, and only then did he know what it means to live in a dream...

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, and butterflies dreamed of Zhuang Zhou. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was Zhuge Kongming who died in the dream. He is still the current Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty.

At this time, everything was quiet. When Zhuge Liang came to Liu Bei's tomb with the sacrifices, the tomb was already filled with various sacrifices.

Zhuge Liang smiled and sat on the ground in front of Liu Bei's tomb.

"Lord, Kong Ming is here to see you."

At this time, a breeze happened to blow by, blowing Zhuge Liang's white hair on his temples.

Zhuge Liang smiled blankly and poured a glass of wine in front of Liu Bei's tomb. "My lord, Kong Ming had a dream. In the dream, our ambition to help the Han Dynasty came to nothing."

"Everything in the dream is really real, so real that I thought everything in the dream was real."

"But fortunately, all this is just a dream, and the things in the dream cannot be true. The emperor of the Han Dynasty is Heming..."

"My lord, Heming has managed the Han Dynasty to make the country rich and powerful, and the sea is clear and the river is feasting. You should be happy under the nine springs..."