Use her as a container? Kill the scumbag master's head with one sword!

Chapter 31 Prajna is just a dream
  Her eyes slowly returned to normal, Zhao Wenming fell to the ground, his dark hair and white clothes hanging on the ground, her whole body was like a lifeless flower.

Zi Ji said: "I'm not interested in these, I just want to return the favor. But now that I know where her heart is, I can help her."

"but--"

She sighed.

"My fantasy is unpredictable. Although it comes from changes in my heart, I have no choice but to change according to my heart. What will happen in the end depends on the little princess herself."

Fantasy is the lowest level, just creating a dream. The scenes in the dream are fixed, and so are the behaviors.

The medium-level dream is made to be realistic, so that people in the dream can have their own thoughts and can use their own thoughts to make some simple changes and reactions.

Fantasy is the best.

It's a fantasy world.

Dream is the world.

All the backgrounds and people in the dream come from the heart of the dreamer. The things she has learned and the people and things she has come into contact with are all reflected in the dream.

Imagining all things.

The dream world created by the mind is not real, but it is no different from reality.

Everything inside has laws, fixed numbers, and changes, and this change, regularity, and fixed numbers are related to Zhao Wenxia's heart - everything depends on herself!

Zi Ji waved her hand.

The purple radiance fell on Zhao Wenxia like a sky full of stars.

She seemed to be plunged into darkness.

Zhao Wenxia is walking.

She didn't know why she was walking or what she was looking for. She couldn't even see clearly. She only saw darkness, but she knew she was walking.

What does she want to do?
  Oh.

She remembered.

"I want to know, if there were another situation, another situation, would I still be the same in this life?"

"I want to know, if I can become something, can I get what I want..."

Yes.

That's it.

She closed her eyes and slowly fell into dreamland.

The woman's voice lingered in her ears, she heard it in her heart, but she quickly forgot it.

she says:

"Life is like a dream, and a dream is like a dream."

"When the heart moves, all things come into being."

"Forget about your past."

She has another name.

Zhaoyang.

She was writing furiously on the desk, thinking about everything she had learned in school today. The knowledge taught by the master was boring and difficult to understand, and she needed more effort to keep up.

But she couldn't back down.

She sighed.

I thought: She has no choice, she is the only daughter of the Mother Emperor.

Once upon a time, Zhaoyang also thought about why she couldn't have an older sister, or a younger sister, to help her and share these unimaginable things for herself.

but.

Every time she thought about this, there would be a voice deep in her heart.

--no, do not want.

She didn't understand, but she persisted.

Today’s strategy review is finished.

She rubbed her sore wrist, walked out of the yard, and looked at a huge sycamore tree in the yard. Further forward, it was the place where she usually practiced her sword, but she rarely came there.

Her health doesn't seem to be very good.

So she only learned simple self-defense techniques.

While she was walking, she heard someone whispering: "Today I heard that the Grand Tutor punished the Emperor's daughter again, saying that the Emperor's daughter was careless. Alas, it would be great if His Majesty had other children."

Zhaoyang's footsteps stopped.

She was thinking.

she thinks.

Did she not do well enough?
  From the moment she was born, she knew that she was the emperor's daughter, and that she was the emperor's first daughter. She shouldered the heavy responsibility as she should, and became the prince, and studied step by step.

Later, the empress never had any children.    She is the only hope.

Zhaoyang's eyes were blank, and she was thinking - was she really not a qualified emperor's daughter, not a qualified heir? Could it be that her mother-emperor should have another child to shoulder these tasks?

Outside the dream.

Zi Ji opened her eyes.

She looked at the water mirror. The water mirror was fixed on the scene of the girl looking blankly at the sky. It was slightly turbulent, just like a stone thrown into the water and making waves.

She said slowly:

"Her heart is in chaos."

Xie Li also understood.

"You said before that this dream follows her heart. Everything in it is a reflection of the real world. She used to live in the palace, so the first thing that is reflected in her dreams is the palace. .”

"Smart little girl!"

Zi Ji smiled.

"Besides, this Third Emperor's daughter is not stupid."

She said slowly: "Dreams are reflections of the heart. Everything reflected in them is what she has been exposed to, studied, and understood before, including those strategies."

"She may not like those things, but her heart is practicing spontaneously."

"In other words, her heart is telling her what the things she should learn look like."

"But now, she is upset."

Zi Ji's tone was cruel.

"A confused mind means that the dream has changed."

The scene changes.

Turned into a crying child.

Some of Zhaoyang's thoughts never went away after she got up. She felt more and more whether she was stupid, whether she was not worthy of being the emperor's daughter, and whether she needed a more suitable person to take over this position.

then.

When she was 15 years old, the empress gave birth to a younger sister.

She stood outside the delivery room, in a trance.

She was thinking: Should I be happy?
  Her sister was very smart, smarter than her, and eager to learn. The master who used to shake his head at her would also praise her sister, another emperor's daughter, endlessly.

She didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed.

She has an emotion called jealousy.

but.

no way.

She thought, is she not qualified enough?

But she quickly cheered up, thinking, it doesn't matter, she may not be a qualified emperor, but she will not let her husband and mother emperor down.

She can still do more in the future.

Even if he helps his sister, it doesn't matter.

Right?

That's what she thought.

So, she treated her sister better and better, until her sister slowly grew up and became what everyone liked, lively, brave, kind, and energetic.

She seemed forgotten.

Zhaoyang thought.

——It doesn't matter, she will be a good daughter and sister, a qualified imperial daughter.

Zi Ji shook her head.

"She's wrong."

She said slowly: "After all, dreams are not reality. Everything comes from her heart. Her heart is afraid and shrinking, so the dreams will change into what she is afraid of."

What is Zhao Wenming afraid of?

She hopes to prove herself, no, or in other words, she wants to know if she has another possibility, if there is another life? Can she and her sweetheart love each other?

If she becomes such a good person, will he like her?
  So she wants a fantasy.

In the dream, see clearly and be a comforter.

But the dream is not reality. It is a virtual world created based on her inner thoughts. Her heart controls the transformation and development of that world.

She doubted herself and was afraid.

She felt that she was not qualified enough, and that a younger sister might be able to help her share the burden... Maybe she was more suitable than herself, so the dream really created a younger sister.

(End of this chapter)