Jiang Yucheng's eyes shrunk slightly, and a faint light rapidly flashed across his eyes before disappearing the next moment.
After a while, he said, "Nope."
Chu Liuyue knitted her brows slightly.
Actually, she had a long dream on the night she exposed her identity and officially ascended the throne.
The dream was in bits and pieces, and they were discontinuous parts. After she woke up, she forgot most of it and only vaguely remembered a few scenes.
Other than the octagonal pavilion she had once seen beside the cliff, there were still many unfamiliar scenes in her dream. She had never been to those places before, but she found them extra familiar for some reason.
The key was that she remembered the details of some scenes very clearly. It was like… she had seen them before.
After she woke up, she tried to draw these scenes. But the moment she lifted the brush, she forgot everything completely. Not even a vague outline remained.