"Qingqing?"

Qin Xuan was a little confused at this time. Didn’t he travel through time and become a butterfly?

Why did you suddenly return to the Qin Dynasty?

Are the ones just a dream?

Thinking of dreams and butterflies, Qin Xuan suddenly thought of an allusion.

Zhuang Zhou dreams of a butterfly!

Did I merge with Zhuang Zhou and the butterfly in my sleep?

Think about it again, isn’t Zhuangzi the ancestor of Taoism?

"Your Highness, drink water quickly. You have been sleeping for three days."

Qingqing was stunned when she saw Qin Xuan wake up.

When he heard his hoarse voice, he remembered that what Qin Xuan needs most now is to drink water and slowly.
Chapter completed!