At Qi Mansion, Qi Yue seemed to hear many people calling her in her deep sleep.
They were shouting loudly, angrily... as if they wanted to tear her apart...
Over the years, she felt like she had been doing good deeds and hadn't provoked anyone, had she?
Why was there such public outrage?
It must be a dream.
She thought groggily as a pair of warm hands reached over, enveloping her ears entirely.
The chaotic voices immediately receded.
"It really is a dream."
She muttered and continued to sleep.
After falling asleep again, although there were no shouting voices, there was an extra pair of hands.
Qi Yue felt uncomfortable, shook her head, and then shook it again.
Suddenly, the voices filled with anger intermittently burst into her ears.
"Qi Yue... come out... give us the antidote..."
"Qi Yue, hand over the antidote..."
"Qi Yue, return my father's life..."
"..."
Her ears were still covered, but she was already awake.