The Princess’s Inner Thoughts Were Overheard by Her Emperor Father

Xiao Yunzhou always knew his little princess was brave, but he didn't realize she was this daring—she was about to enter the Yuan King's dream directly!

He had to restrain himself from stopping his daughter out loud.

He was a bit worried; the Yuan King wasn't a good person and might bully his daughter in the dream.

But as Xiao Yunzhou absent-mindedly watched the Jing Country soldiers return and prepare for a victory celebration, he soon heard Xiao Chuchu's inner thoughts.

[I can even choose the dream atmosphere and horror level, hahaha.]

Xiao Chuchu was getting into it. [I'm going to give the Yuan King a "Ring" experience!]

Xiao Yunzhou blinked. The Ring?

Just the name almost made him shudder.

[Yuan King, aren't you impotent?]

[You start a war because of one woman, for your own selfish interests, disregarding the lives of your people.]

[I'll show you impotence! You'll never be able to perform again!]

[After "The Ring" experience, let's see if you can still get it up, Yuan King.]

[Will you still be obsessed with Imperial Noble Fu Cha?]

[Haha.]

Xiao Chuchu was cackling gleefully in her mind. For some reason, her mischievous voice made Xiao Yunzhou's scalp tingle.

Xiao Yunzhou was truly grateful that this "celestial dream entry" could only be used on someone thousands of miles away!

He had dodged a bullet.

Xiao Yunzhou let out a big sigh of relief.

*

As night fell, the sky turned pitch black, with only a new moon hanging high, casting a hazy glow.

The Yuan King was waiting for military reports from the Jing Country side, but after nightfall, having had some wine and two consecutive days of meetings, he was starting to feel drowsy.

After finishing his last sip of wine, he slouched onto his couch.

He wondered vaguely if those incompetent Jing Country soldiers had been utterly defeated by his Yuan Army.

The Yuan King's indistinct thoughts began to blur.

Gradually, his consciousness became fuzzy, drifting to the small farmhouse courtyard where he had once caught a glimpse of the Jing Country's Imperial Noble Consort.

The Jing Country's Imperial Noble Consort was more stunning than any woman he had ever seen, her beauty hitting all the right notes for him.

Her glance back at him had made his bones feel weak and hot.

The Yuan King was dreaming of her combing her hair in the small courtyard, her hair as smooth as the finest silk, flowing through the teeth of a pear wood comb.

In the dream, the Yuan King wanted to pin her down! To see if he could perform with this woman!

He couldn't wait to conquer Jing Country!

He wanted to possess this Imperial Noble Fu Cha of Jing Country!

He had tried with all the great beauties of Yuan Country, but he couldn't perform. Only this woman, whom he had only seen a few times but who haunted his dreams, might be able to awaken his manhood?

He couldn't wait any longer.

Yuan Mu Country needed a true royal blood heir, not a 'fake' one!

If this dragged on, and the fourth empress found out the truth about his 'impotence', he would have to kill her to silence her. But she was already the fourth empress... if this continued, the people might label him with the inauspicious fate of being a wife-killer!

The Yuan King took a deep breath and slowly approached the Jing Country's Imperial Consort, who had her back to him as she groomed herself.

"Beautiful lady, wait for me."

"In a few days, you will be my woman."

The Yuan King felt certain it wasn't that he was impotent, but that those Yuan women were inadequate! They were useless, unable to interest him, so they all deserved to die!

"Once Jing Country falls and Xiao Yunzhou is dead, I will come to take you away."

The Yuan King's hand tenderly rested on the woman's slightly exposed fragrant shoulder.

Gently turning her body towards him, he wanted to gaze once more at that breathtakingly beautiful face that had captured his heart.

His fingers caressed the soft hair on her shoulder, bringing it to his nose to inhale its fragrance.

"My beauty, let me look at you."

The Yuan King knew he was in a dream and didn't have his 'manly' abilities, but it didn't matter. He felt that once he saw her in person, he would be able to perform!

The Yuan King turned the delicate beauty towards him, full of anticipation—

But what he saw was a head of black hair turning around—and a face completely covered in black hair!

"Ah!"

The Yuan King stumbled in his dream, flinging away the fingers that had been caressing her hair as if they'd been burned!

But he couldn't back away. The woman's head was completely covered in long hair, with no face at all! She lunged at him—

"Yuan King, I... await you." A terrifying, dripping wet voice emerged from the faceless mass of hair.

"Ahhh—!"

The Yuan King suddenly sat up on his long couch, jolting awake in terror, his eyes wide open.

Looking up, he saw the same bronze mirror from his dream right there in his bedchamber!

The chamber was brightly lit with candles, yet the Yuan King felt an intense chill run through him.

"Someone, come here! Throw this mirror out!"

...

[Hahaha! So funny, the system says the Yuan King's mental state has dropped to 85%.]

Xiao Chuchu, being held by Wei Zheng behind a screen in the Jing Country's victory celebration tent, was thoroughly amused.

[That was so much fun, but the Yuan King is such a weakling.]

[He woke up after just a little scare. What a chicken. I hadn't even gotten to the main "Ring" event yet.]

[Damn, when will he fall asleep again? I still want to make Imperial Noble Fu Cha crawl out of the bronze mirror to scare him...]

Xiao Yunzhou, sitting in the main seat of the victory celebration tent, was just raising his wine cup when he heard his daughter's thoughts from behind the screen. His hand trembled, nearly spilling the wine.

What?

Crawling out of the bronze mirror?

Xiao Yunzhou's mouth twitched, and goosebumps rose on the back of his neck.

Just imagining that scene made Xiao Yunzhou's whole body tingle!

As expected of a celestial being, even her dream invasions were so terrifying. How could any mortal withstand this?

[Oh, the system says I spent fifty points to enter the Yuan King's dream once. So from now on, I can see when the Yuan King will fall asleep next.]

[Well, well, he'll sleep again in about an hour.]

[Wahahaha, I can preset his next dream now.]

[Here I come, Yuan King~]

[I'll make you regret starting this war and disregarding human life! I'll make you regret it so much that you'll never dare to look at another woman again, never dare to start a war on a whim!]

[Hahaha.]

[Alright, let's set the lighting for the next dream to horror movie lighting, and add the sound of fingernails crawling on the ground.]

[And let's add a full-length bronze mirror...]

[Hehehe, the female ghost in white, crawling out of the mirror, we'll set her speed from slow to fast~]

Xiao Yunzhou shuddered, unable to drink the wine in his hand.

But he also vaguely looked forward to seeing if the Yuan King would be scared so badly he'd wet himself.

Serve him right!

*

The Yuan King had a nightmare and didn't dare to sleep again.

But an hour later, he gradually couldn't resist his fatigue. He ordered people to stand guard outside the hall and keep the lights on, then entered his bed curtains.

Soon, his eyelids began to droop, and he found himself back in that farmhouse courtyard from his dream.

The beauty who had haunted his dreams countless nights before was someone the Yuan King now somewhat wanted to avoid.

He didn't want to see the beauty turn into a ghost again.

But as soon as the Yuan King entered the dream, he dejectedly discovered that he was once again in the farmhouse courtyard, making his heart skip a beat.

However, he soon let out a sigh of relief in the dream.

Because this time, there was no one in the room.

There was no woman combing her hair in front of the dressing mirror, so there would be no more nightmares.

The Yuan King immediately relaxed in the dream and sat down in front of the mirror.

But soon, he noticed something strange.

This dressing mirror was much larger than the one he had dreamed of before.

Before long, night fell in the room, leaving only a very dim oil lamp that cast an eerie, pale light on the tall bronze mirror.

The Yuan King in the dream couldn't help but frown.

But as he stood up and turned to leave, he heard a strange creaking sound coming from the bronze mirror behind him, only half an arm's length away.

Listening carefully, it sounded like someone walking on wooden boards, but not like footsteps.

"!"

In the dream, the Yuan King's entire back went cold!

He had seen clearly just now that there was only a wall and a bronze mirror behind him!

Where was this sound coming from??

As the Yuan King pondered this, he slightly turned his head and saw a sight that seemed to grip his throat, rendering him unable to make a sound!

In the wide mirror surface, a woman in white was crawling out!

She was crawling out of the mirror surface on all fours, moving quickly towards him, only half an arm's length away!

"Ah!!"

The Yuan King rolled his eyes and fainted in the dream!

[Oh no, the Yuan King is useless.]

[His mental value has already dropped to 64?]

Xiao Chuchu clicked her tongue in disbelief. [I've barely played five minutes of this horror movie, and I haven't even gotten to the key line 'Evildoers will be haunted by a hundred ghosts.' Damn it, Yuan King, wake up!]

Xiao Yunzhou in the Jing Country's royal tent: "...!"