After returning to the An Palace, I fell seriously ill.

　　Nausea, dizziness, fever, confusion, and a ghostly pale complexion.

　　An Wang specially invited a doctor, but even the doctor was at a loss.

　　I swallowed several doses of medicine, but it had no effect.

　　I still drifted between dreams and consciousness.

　　This alarmed Master Qingxia, who came to the palace specifically to see me.

　　He sighed deeply and said that this was a calamity destined in my fate, with the root cause lying in my heart rather than my body.

　　He said it was up to fate to decide.

　　Everyone said that I was grieving excessively over the loss of my beloved daughter.

　　Only Jiao Jiao and I knew that this was the result of me reaching a point of no return in my heart and was also part of the plan.

　　Over the past decade, a total of twenty-five time travelers had come to the An Palace.

　　Apart from me and An Wang, there were twenty-three others, including eight men and fifteen women.

　　Shan Shan was the first to expose herself in the An Palace.

　　Instead of showcasing the advancements, superiority, and development of her world, she acted superior and looked down on her own sister, using the narrow-minded concept of "legitimate vs illegitimate." Despite the fact that her world already had artificial intelligence and a significantly improved standard of living, she cared about social status and belittled those weaker than her.

　　I didn't understand where the problem came from.

　　In my era, workers, farmers, and aspiring individuals all stood up to resist the privileged class.

　　I believed that we could overthrow all the decayed things.

　　Has the feudal restoration reappeared in Shan Shan's era? But she paid the price for her foolishness.

　　And her death drove me insane.

　　So it turns out...

　　Jing Hong suspected from the beginning that I was a time traveler.

　　At first, he tried various ways to make me witness the words and actions of other time travelers, trying to expose me, but he realized that I was unaffected, living a routine life, like any other person in this era.

　　Later, he disappeared, leaving me with endless nostalgia, watching the new An Wang marry another woman, and I didn't cry or make a fuss, just peacefully raising Shan Shan.

　　But now Shan Shan is also dead, and I have nothing left.

　　He doesn't believe that I'm not crazy.

　　Three times, over a dozen years, he only wanted to force me to reveal my true form.

　　He succeeded, and I couldn't bear it anymore.

　　But...

　　not in the way he expected.

　　After half a month of being sick, An Wang personally came to take care of me.

　　I couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality, sometimes calling him "Wangye" and sometimes calling him "Xunzhi," sometimes distant and cold, sometimes dependent and coquettish.

　　"Xunzhi, I miss you so much..." I cried pitifully, burying my head in his arms, "Our Shan Shan is dead, have you seen her?" The queen has gone mad, but An Wang Jing Hong...

　　has returned.

　　He gently wiped away the tears from my face, kissed me, and comforted me.

　　"Yun Wei, don't be afraid, I'm here.

　　Yun Wei...

　　have you been thinking of me all this time? Do you love me?" So it turns out...

　　he loves me, he just wasn't sure if I truly loved him.

　　After all, I hadn't even told him my true identity.

　　I was extremely disappointed, closed my eyes deeply, feeling only the irony.

　　It turns out that those days of growing affection, those harmonious family moments, those romantic daily interactions, could not prove that we loved each other.

　　I didn't want to answer, I just softly called out, "Xunzhi..." Xunzhi, not An Wang Jing Hong, not this person who had been plotting against me from the beginning, but the one who deeply loved me, respected me, and protected us, the mother and daughter, Xunzhi.

　　That was my love.

　　That was my illusion.

　　After being estranged for too long, separated for too long, in this confusing and insincere situation, Jing Hong entangled me with Xunzhi's appearance.

　　He was addicted to this dream, perhaps also enjoying the pleasure of pushing me to despair.

　　In this dream, I was desperate, never expecting that I could also resort to any means necessary and be so ruthless.

　　When emotions became intense, I inadvertently revealed, "Xunzhi, actually, I...

　　come from a very distant place..." Jing Hong caressed my eyebrows and smiled lightly, "I know, because...

　　you were summoned by me..." I stared at him blankly, not understanding what he was saying.

　　Perhaps thinking that my mind was not clear at this time, Jing Hong finally became arrogant, "Yun Wei, all the time travelers in An Wang's residence, they were all summoned by me...

　　they are my playthings..." The last sound disappeared from his lips.

　　My heart fell into the abyss mercilessly.