Xia Ruqing shook her head.
"Can't see!"
"Maybe it's because... the weather is bad!"
Zhao Junyao frowned, not quite understanding what bad weather meant, and said lightly.
"Fortunately, it's just a dream for you; otherwise, how pitiful would the people living there be!"
Xia Ruqing almost wanted to cry.
Yes!
The people who lived there initially were indeed quite pitiful.
Maybe it's because she's middle-aged now, or maybe because she's spent too much time in this world.
She becomes more sentimental and nostalgic about the past.
Of course, she also increasingly pities her past self.
She in the 21st century was surely much stronger than she is now.
If she could go back, could she still adapt?
If... she could really return after her death, how would she survive?
This luxurious ancient life, is it like a dream?
Xia Ruqing smiled bitterly.
"Emperor, what would you do if you went to that world?"
