He saw a line of tears flowing from the corner of his father's eyes, Chen Yi felt a little touched, his muscles tightened, and his heart also tightened.
Is this my father’s only wish now?
But where is the sister?
After searching for so many years, there was no news at all. He used to dream of his sister, but later, he never saw her again in his dream.
Chen Yi couldn't help but feel a little sad.
At this moment, the king slowly opened his eyes and woke up from his dream.
The first person he saw was his eldest son, and his helpless heart added a sense of security.
The father and son gathered their eyes, and Chen Yi also came back to his senses. He called out softly, "Father."
"Louis, I just...I just dreamed of Anne." The king was a little excited, "She was not dead, she grew up and was in her 20s."
"Yeah." Chen Yi nodded, "I heard you call her name." Although he didn't find his sister, he also had a premonition that her sister might still be alive.
Metaphysical things cannot explain, why is the sister in her dream in her 20s?
"Help me up." The king raised his hand to him, his voice weak, and he calmly recalled the dream.
Chen Yi quickly bent down to help him. Because he had just woken up, the dream lingered in his mind so clearly, and every detail was very clear.
"I seemed to see her face clearly..." the king recalled, "She was different from when she was a child. She had already become elegant and graceful, but why did I decide that this girl was Anne? When I called her name, she turned it on He was over, and that look... she must be Anne."
Dreams are sometimes unexplainable, and human research is still very limited.
"Father." Chen Yi helped him sit down, took a pillow and leaned it behind him, and poured him a glass of warm water, "Do you feel better now?" His voice was extremely gentle, worried that there would be ears in the partition wall.
The king nodded, "The chest doesn't hurt so much. I feel better. Do you think this is an illusion?"
"No." Chen Yi sat on the edge of the bed and told him with certainty, "This is not an illusion. Your pulse has stabilized a lot. My master is also developing an antidote and will be delivered soon. You can hold on for a while. If you keep your health well, I will definitely find my sister back!”
"Yeah." The king nodded. He also had a firm belief in his heart. He must wait until he reunited with Anne in his lifetime.
As long as she is still alive, she will meet her if she is destined to do so.
In the palace where Jingting is located, Mo Jingyao took the time to come.
He took her upstairs and the two walked into the study. Because it was a relationship between brother and sister, the meeting between them did not arouse everyone's alertness.
"Mr. Jing, the antidote is effective. He said that the king's pulse has stabilized."
Mo Jingyao reported to him, "Eden has no action for the time being, it looks normal, but he always gives people a deep sense of scheming. Based on my judgment, this person has a problem."
"He is the murderer, of course there is something wrong." Jingting's lips were filled with coldness. He believed in his intuition.
Mo Jingyao didn't know what Jingting's plan was until now, or it would be safer to know that one person was missing, so she didn't ask.
She was just thinking, "If he stops acting again in the future, will it be difficult for him to confess? What should he do if he refuses to admit it? We have no evidence."
"I have a way to make him admit it, and he will admit it soon." Jingting was confident and looked a little gentle. "My wife called just now. She had developed a drug to understand and planned to set off here immediately. .”
Mo Jingyao really doesn't understand why she must come?
But she knew very well that Mr. Jing must have his intention to make such arrangements.