Yu Qingci carefully carried Tong Huanyou back to the room, and then quietly asked the servants on the boat to bring hot water.

After she finished bathing, Yu Qingci walked up to her, picked up a clean towel, and gently wiped her wet hair.

Then he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, and said in a gentle voice: "Sleep well."

"Uh-huh."

Then he slowly stood up, turned around and left the room.

It was late at night and everything was quiet.

Yu Qingci lay on the bed, his breathing became steady and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

However, this tranquility did not last long. His brows suddenly furrowed, as if they were being grabbed by an invisible hand.

Fine beads of sweat also appeared on his forehead, each one sparkling under the moonlight.

In the dream, I was surrounded by tall, gloomy red and yellow walls, exuding an air of oldness and decay.

The moonlight shone down coldly, casting strange shadows.

Suddenly, a woman in tattered clothes appeared in front of him.

His clothes were tattered, hanging on his body in tatters, and his messy hair covered most of his face.

She suddenly stretched out her hands, which were like dry branches, and tightly grasped his neck.

The force was so great that it seemed to end his life.

"Why! Why did I give birth to you!"

She wailed at the top of her lungs, her voice echoing between the palace walls, carrying endless resentment and despair.

Tears mixed with dirt flowed freely on his face, which was frightening.

Yu Qingci stood there blankly, allowing her to pinch him fiercely.

Somehow, tears rolled down quietly from the corners of his eyes, one string after another, across his paper-pale cheeks.

He felt an extreme urgency in his heart, so urgent that his whole body was trembling slightly. He wanted to see that face clearly.

He stretched out his hand towards the blurry face, stretching his fingers as far as he could, as if he could grasp something, grasp a glimmer of hope.

"Mom... please... don't abandon me..."

His voice was trembling, filled with endless fear and pleading.

The sound seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of the soul, full of pain and despair.

"Mom... I was wrong... Please... don't abandon me..."

The voice was almost hoarse, like the last wail of a wounded animal on the verge of death.

Just when Yu Qingci fell into extreme despair, suddenly, a small figure appeared like lightning.

He formed his hands into claws, and his sharp nails flashed cold light in the air, like a declaration of death.

Without the slightest hesitation, he rushed towards the woman at lightning speed, grabbed forward fiercely, and tore the woman into pieces in an instant.

The woman's body turned into wisps of smoke and dissipated, but her wailing still lingered in Yu Qingci's ears:

"It's all your fault. You ruined everything for me!"

The child was suspended quietly in the air, his chest rising and falling slightly, his wolf ears standing up alertly, and his seven wolf tails waving wantonly, bringing up gusts of cold wind.

He looked back slowly, his dark blue eyes revealing a chilling ferocity.

Looking closely, that face looked very much like the childhood version of Yu Qingci.

……

On top of the big ship, a woman stood facing the wind.

She was wearing a gorgeous red dress, which fluttered in the wind.

There was a sly and wanton smile on her face, and she murmured with her red lips slightly parted:

"This is my young master. He is murderous, bloodthirsty, and cruel. He is really likable~"

There was both appreciation and the confidence that one was in control of everything in that tone.

Immediately, a horrifying scene appeared. An eye suddenly grew on her hand.

His eyes rolled around as if he was spying on everything around him.

When you blink, the wrinkles on your eyelids are scary and disgusting.

The woman seemed not to care about the strange eye at all. Instead, she reached out her other hand and gently stroked it.

Suddenly, a distant voice came from that eye.

"Liu Zi, the soul-eating dream is over, it's time to implement the next plan."

"I obey my orders."

Liu Zi raised his eyes, the corners of his lips curled up, his eyes were full of reluctance, and there was a hint of madness in that reluctance.

"Then I'll see you next time, Young Master~"

Then his gaze fell to the other corner, where blood was everywhere, like a sharp sword, ready to pierce everything.

"As for you, if you are not still useful, I will make sure you die without a burial place."

A gust of wind blew by, and the red shadow completely disappeared, leaving only a heart-pounding silence.

……

In a dream.

The child's eyes were like a bottomless cold pool, dark blue and cold.

A gloomy look enveloped his little face, completely destroying the innocence that should have been there.

In its place was a terror that transcended age.

It's like a vicious wolf lurking in the dark, ready to pounce on its prey and tear it to pieces in the next second.

He stared at Yu Qingci as if into an abyss, and a childish and cold voice came out of his mouth.

"Why did you lock me up? Why don't you let me out? Why? Yu Qingci?"

Yu Qingci's eyes had lost their luster, as if their soul had been taken away. They became empty and numb, like a walking corpse.

"It should be you who is imprisoned, not me, Yu Changqing!"

That fierce and gloomy gaze was like a sharp bayonet, piercing straight into the depths of Yu Qingci's soul.

"You should be sleeping in this endless darkness..."

Yu Changqing approached step by step, slowly raised his sharp wolf claws, and touched Yu Qingci's heart with a deadly threat.

"You are a coward and incompetent. What qualifications do you have to occupy this body? Give it back to me. I am the strongest in the world!"

Yu Changqing's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty and greedy light, and he bent his finger bones as if to pierce through that small inch of space.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching from behind.

……

"What's the point of sleeping?" Tong Huanyou looked around in confusion.

The paint on the dilapidated palace walls has fallen off, revealing the mottled bricks and stones inside.

The land was overgrown with weeds and the withered yellow grass leaves shivered in the cold wind, lifeless as if the land had been shrouded in death.

[System: Host, the fragment of the same dream has been activated, but because Yu Qingci used the same dream spell on you before, your dreams have merged.]

Tong Huanyou fell silent upon hearing this, rolled his eyes, and was filled with anger: When can you be more reliable?

[System: This system has always been very reliable. For example, the one in front of you is the young demonized Yu Qingci. Host, please keep up the good work~]

Tong Huanyou: ??? !!! !!!

I looked up suddenly and saw two figures standing not far away.

One is big and the other is small. The small one is floating in the air, with its hand inexplicably placed on the chest of the big one.

There was a sinister aura emanating from the little one's body, and a strange blue light flashed in his eyes.

Tong Huanyou unconsciously took a few steps back, swallowed his saliva, and his face was full of disbelief.

"This...what's going on? Yu Qingci's childhood?"

It took her a long time to accept this situation.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and laughed dryly: "Hello? Little...Yu Qingci?"

Yu Changqing tilted his little head suspiciously, his eyes full of disdain and disgust: "Where did this stupid thing come from?"

"..." Tong Huanyou's expression froze. He slapped his thigh, looked up and rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Okay, I believe it. This is definitely when Yu Qingci was a child. Absolutely."

When Yu Changqing's eyes met Tong Huanyou for a short while, a strong murderous intent filled his eyes.

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