Novel & Cerita Dream Of The Red Chamber

Long Chen painstakingly held Qin Lu'er's hand. "Huf... Auntie understands, what else do you want to tell auntie?" Qin Lu'er asked with a playful smile on her face. "Ehem, this time it's something I saw in my dream. Promise me auntie won't laugh." "Okay. Auntie promises not to laugh." Qin Lu'er replied with a gentle smile while stroking Long Chen's head. Long Chen with a weak smile recounted something completely absurd according to Qin Lu'er. The meeting with the beautiful blue-eyed woman, the war, and the happy life and then the war that left him dead. It really didn't make sense according to Qin Lu'er, let alone according to Long Chen that the woman in his dream was the princess of the sea.

Still, it was better to be safe than sorry. Once I was up to the door, I looked through the peep hole. On the other side of the door, all I could see was a red hat. The brim of the said hat was pulled down so that I couldn't see the face. It was a feminine hat, and I wondered if Hernan had a lady friend that I was not aware of. It wasn't that big of a stretch, but I still would not answer the door. Even if she was there to see Hernan in a romantic sense, he wasn't going to be able to help her out.

Most importantly, my sister is not as cold as she is. "Oh!" Qin Haodong nodded. He didn't expect that Yun Xiang's sister was the famous Yun Qianqian. While they were talking, they came to a dormitory. Yun Xiang opened the door and walked in. "Sister, I'm here to see you!" Yun Xiang opened the bedroom door and went in with Qin Haodong. A beautiful woman was lying on the big bed in the middle of the room. She looked like Lin Daiyu of The Dream of Red Mansions and had a sort of sickly gentle demeanor that emphasized her beauty and made people feel infinite pity for her at first sight.

"Did you dream about me, sweetheart?" "Yes." I felt him smile. "Tell me, what did I do to you?" I licked my lips, trying to find the courage to tell him. I had dressed like this on purpose and had started cooking in the hopes it would lead us here... "You had me up on the counter and were eating me out," I whispered, my cheeks flaring as the rest of the dream played out in my mind's eye. I was embarrassed by what my mind had come up with.

"I was going to mark Amanda that night and then you come out and tell me about your dream. About the white woman in your dream, specifically." Harper met my gaze then and my eyebrows furrowed in confusion. What about the woman in my dreams? It had been some time since I had any dream involving her and I was glad. I was doing fine without the headaches and waking up in the middle of the night, thank you very much. "What about the woman in my dreams?" I asked Harper, casually shrugging my shoulders. "The description you gave me about the woman, matches the description of the moon goddess, Zara," Harper said and I gaped. It couldn't be!

“They change everything.” They reached a heavy iron door etched with dragon sigils. Verath pressed his palm against the center. Flames flickered briefly along the carvings, then the door groaned open. Inside, shelves rose toward the ceiling, filled with scrolls, stone tablets, and leather-bound tomes older than the kingdom itself. A circular chamber sat at the center, lit by a ring of dim crystal lamps. But they weren’t alone. A woman stood beside the central table, her back straight, her robes layered in deep crimson and black. Silver hair, intricately braided down her back, glinted in the low light. She turned as they entered, revealing sharp eyes that seemed to hold centuries of knowledge

The figure was incredibly elegant and possessed a beauty surpassing that of any other woman, and her crimson gown highlighted just how stunning her figure was. “Hm? Miss, are those really corpses down there?” the little dragon asked the woman, who was none other than Da Hongli. Da Hongli furrowed her brow, her gaze fixed on the desiccated corpses that were nothing but bones. To Da Hongli, they were indeed just corpses, but the next moment, her perspective shifted again.

That night, when Khloe slept, she had a different dream, it felt so real like she was there, in the dream she saw Lucian and a lady that look so much like her only the hair differentiate them, she had long purple and she acts like a noblewoman from centuries of years back and in that dream, that lady was in love with Lucian, she saw how she run around Lucian, smile and blush at his every word, but when Khloe become so curious in the dream, she was push back into reality.

She used to feel no interest when listening to the conversations of the maids and knights guarding the Empress Palace. "I also want to learn some kanuragan science and also ajian to become stronger," Rengganis complained. Tired of thinking, her eyes began to drift off into dreams as the gamelan music sounded out of time and space. Rengganis again had a strange dream of meeting Lady Nagini. In her dream, Rengganis was shown how Lady Nagini chanted a spell and then waved a red shawl. It looked sparkling like fireworks bursting. The shawl then sparks as Lady Nagini turns and moves gracefully. The woman danced beautifully without getting burnt despite the surrounding sparks.