Yuan Wei & Yuan Mei

The young man's name was Yuan Wei, and the young lady was Yuan Mei.

Unlike Yuan Wei, Yuan Mei didn't have her own surname because she didn't have a family to call her own.

Her past was marked by tragedy, a shadow that loomed over her gentle spirit.

She had been orphaned when bandits ruthlessly killed her entire family while they were traveling to Huoyuan City from another city.

Her family had been renowned chefs in their hometown, a legacy of culinary excellence that was tragically cut short.

The memory of that fateful day was still vivid in Yuan Mei's mind.

The terror she felt as the bandits attacked, the chaos and bloodshed, and the helplessness that consumed her as she watched her loved ones being slain.

Just as the bandits were about to take her away, salvation came in the form of Yuan Wei and his guards.

With a display of martial prowess and unwavering courage, Yuan Wei led his men to defeat the bandits, rescuing her from a grim fate.

He had appeared like a hero from the legends, his presence bringing hope to her darkest hour.

Yuan Wei, moved by her plight and the injustice she had suffered, took her to his manor.

He ensured she received the proper care, providing her with a safe haven in a world that had shown her its cruelest side.

Yuan Mei, grateful and without a place to return to, decided to stay at the Yuan Manor.

As time passed, the initial bond of gratitude between them evolved into something deeper.

Yuan Mei, despite her painful past, found solace in the manor and in Yuan Wei's company.

She often watched him as he worked, captivated by his dedication and the way he handled his responsibilities.

There was something undeniably dashing about the way he managed the manor's affairs, his calm demeanor, and his strength.

Yuan Wei, too, found himself increasingly drawn to Yuan Mei.

Her resilience, kindness, and the quiet strength she displayed despite her tragic history, deeply impressed him.

Their interactions became more frequent, and what started as a bond forged in tragedy, gradually blossomed into a relationship filled with mutual respect and affection.

Their relationship grew naturally, the seeds of love taking root in the fertile ground of shared experiences and emotional support.

They spent many hours together, talking about their dreams, their fears, and their hopes for the future.

Yuan Wei admired Yuan Mei's passion for cooking, a talent she had inherited from her family. In turn, Yuan Mei admired Yuan Wei's unwavering sense of duty and his compassionate heart.

Eventually, their closeness culminated in marriage.

Their union was celebrated with joy, a testament to their journey from the shadows of loss to the light of love.

They built a life together, finding happiness in each other's company and creating new memories to replace the painful ones of the past.

A few years into their marriage, they were blessed with a child.

The birth of Ling Tian marked a new chapter in their lives, a promise of a future filled with hope and possibilities.

Yuan Mei, holding her newborn son, felt a profound sense of fulfillment and healing. Yuan Wei, seeing his family, felt a surge of pride and contentment.

Their son was a symbol of their love, their resilience, and the new beginning they had created together.

Three years passed swiftly until Ling Tian reached the tender age of three.

His days were filled with the innocent joy and boundless energy typical of a young child.

His black hair, still soft and fine, framed a round, cherubic face with bright blue eyes that sparkled with curiosity.

However, amidst the carefree moments of play and discovery, Ling Tian began to experience strange dreams that left him both puzzled and uneasy.

These dreams, recurring night after night, featured a figure with the same name as his own: Yuan Ling Tian.

The setting of these dreams was otherworldly, a place referred to as the Divine Radiance Realm, though the details were always frustratingly vague and blurred.

Despite the dream's indistinct nature, Ling Tian felt a deep connection to them, as if they held a crucial piece of his identity or a hidden part of his past.

One sunny afternoon, feeling increasingly troubled by these enigmatic visions, Ling Tian sought out his mother.

He found her in the garden, tending to a bed of fragrant herbs. Yuan Mei, noticing her son's approach, set aside her work and opened her arms, inviting him into her comforting embrace.

Ling Tian, looking adorable in his little tunic, hesitated slightly before climbing onto his mother's lap.

He fidgeted for a moment, twirling a strand of her long, black hair around his tiny fingers, before finally gathering the courage to speak.

"Mother," he began, his voice a soft whisper, "I'm having these weird dreams about a person named Yuan Ling Tian from someplace called the Divine Radiance Realm. I can't remember anything else. All the dreams are blurry, but I feel like they are very important to me."

As he spoke, his bright blue eyes looked up at her with a mixture of confusion and earnestness.

Yuan Mei listened attentively, her expression shifting from concern to thoughtful contemplation.

She gently stroked his hair, pondering the significance of his words.

The mention of the Divine Radiance Realm and the name Yuan Ling Tian piqued her curiosity and concern.

After a long pause, during which Ling Tian watched her expectantly,

she finally spoke, her voice calm and measured. "Tian'er, dreams can sometimes be messages from our subconscious or even memories from past lives, according to some ancient beliefs. The Divine Radiance Realm you mention… I have never heard about it.

She continued to think aloud, carefully choosing her words to comfort and guide her young son. "It's possible that these dreams are trying to tell you something important, something about who you are or who you were. We should not dismiss them lightly."

Ling Tian nodded, feeling a bit more at ease after hearing his mother's thoughtful response. "What should I do, Mother?" he asked, his voice steadying as he sought her guidance.

Yuan Mei smiled softly, her eyes filled with warmth and love. "For now, my dear, try to remember as much as you can from these dreams. When you wake up, tell me everything you remember, no matter how small or blurry. Perhaps with time, we can piece together the message they hold."

She then thought of the consequences if this matter related to Tian'er leaked, she asked him again,

"Tian'er, have you talked about this to anyone else?" Yuan Mei's voice was gentle but carried a note of concern.

She looked deeply into her son's eyes, searching for reassurance.

Ling Tian, sensing his mother's worry, looked up at her with confusion.

Despite his young age, he could sense the importance of her question. "No, Mother, you are the only one who I talked to about my dreams."

Yuan Mei heaved a sigh of relief, her shoulders relaxing slightly. "Good, Tian'er. This is important. I will talk about this with your father. With his experience, he should know more about this than I do. Until then, you are not allowed to speak about your dreams to anyone else."

Ling Tian, still puzzled by the gravity in his mother's voice, nodded obediently. "Okay, Mother. I won't tell anyone else."

Satisfied but still troubled, Yuan Mei watched as Ling Tian hopped off her lap and scampered out of the room, heading towards the garden where his favorite toys awaited him.

The sight of his carefree play brought a bittersweet smile to her lips, her heart aching with both love and concern.

As Ling Tian played among the flowers and herbs, chasing butterflies and marveling at the colorful blooms, Yuan Mei's mind was occupied with thoughts of his dreams.

The mention of the Divine Realm and the name Yuan Ling Tian worried her. She knew that dreams, especially those that felt so vivid and significant, could sometimes carry deeper meanings, perhaps even remnants of past lives or latent spiritual connections.

Determined to get to the bottom of this, Yuan Mei decided to consult her husband, Yuan Wei.

She knew his extensive knowledge and experience in cultivation and alchemy might shed some light on their son's mysterious dreams.

However, she also knew that Yuan Wei was deeply engrossed in his alchemical work, creating vital pills and potions that required his undivided attention.