He had just been reborn when he was imprisoned by his nemesis, the Empress?

Su Qingluan managed to stand up for only a second before collapsing as if all her strength had left her.

Her soft body slumped onto the bed with a soft groan, then she turned over and fell asleep again.

Jiang Xuange wasn't much better off; he had just stood up when he became unsteady on his feet and looked like he was about to fall to the ground.

Seeing this, Xu Yi quickly reached out and pressed her back onto the bed, saying helplessly.

"Lie still and don't move around."

"What kind of mess is this...?"

Xu Yi rubbed his throbbing temples, feeling utterly overwhelmed.

At this moment, Su Qingluan mumbled something in a daze.

"Ugh... puppy... stop licking..."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yi covered his head.

Another half hour later, Xu Yi couldn't take it anymore; the soreness and numbness all over his body made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Su Qingluan's jade-like leg, covered with skin as smooth as cream, was still draped across his stomach, making it difficult for him to even turn over.

He gritted his teeth, raised his hand and grabbed that slender, smooth calf, tickling her soft sole with his fingertips.

Su Qingluan's eyebrows furrowed instantly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a soft groan escaped her throat.

Su Qingluan's legs, which were draped over Xu Yi's waist, tensed up instinctively.

But it showed no sign of waking up; its toes were just slightly curled up, like a round white jade bead.

The bright red of the nail polish dazzled the eyes against the pale skin.

Xu Yi sighed helplessly and turned to look at the other side. Jiang Xuange's fingers were still tightly gripping his clothes, as if she was afraid he would run away.

Xu Yi stared at her fair and slender fingers, sighed, reached out and gently scratched her armpit.

But Jiang Xuange seemed to be naturally immune to tickling; when she was tickled, she only pursed her lips slightly.

"No way?"

Xu Yi was stunned, then increased the pressure and scratched from a different angle.

Jiang Xuange still didn't react much, only her breathing rhythm changed slightly.

Xu Yi unleashed his ultimate move and shouted a...

"Xu Yi is going to run away."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Qingluan gave a vague hum, her voice lazy yet with a hint of certainty, without even opening her eyes.

"Hmm...he can't escape."

Jiang Xuange murmured along, shaking the hand that was tugging at his clothes.

"Husband...stop fooling around."

Xu Yi looked at the two people clinging to him, feeling both angry and helpless, and raised his voice slightly.

"You're the ones who should stop fooling around and let me get up."

He paused, recalling what the two of them had done the night before, his tone tinged with dissatisfaction.

"Do you know that you committed a crime last night?"

Su Qingluan slowly opened her eyes, her phoenix eyes still somewhat sleepy. She glanced at him lazily, her tone completely indifferent.

"Oh, then go and complain to the emperor of this country."

Xu Yi was speechless and fell silent.

Seeing Xu Yi's embarrassed expression, a hint of a smile flashed in Su Qingluan's eyes, and she deliberately added slowly.

"Oh, by the way, who was it that held me so tightly last night? Wasn't it our little Xu Yi?"

Xu Yi subconsciously lowered his head and swallowed.

"Well... you were the one who made me angry first."

As he spoke, he subconsciously turned around, trying to avoid Su Qingluan's gaze, but instead met Jiang Xuange's eyes head-on.

Jiang Xuange stared at him with her big, watery eyes, looking wronged and slightly red-rimmed, her tone carrying a hint of accusation.

"Xu Yi didn't even hold me; he held me the whole night."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yi sat up straight.

"Who said that? I clearly hugged you yesterday!"

"But I didn't hold her for long."

Jiang Xuange pouted, her tone extremely serious.

"I know exactly what's going on; it's a full incense stick's time short."

Xu Yi was both annoyed and amused by her serious expression, and had no choice but to give in.

"Okay, okay, I'll hug you more often from now on."

"no."

Su Qingluan, who was standing nearby, immediately interrupted, reaching out to hook Xu Yi's neck and pulling him towards her.

"You should hold me more often; I'm the one who deserves your affection the most."

Jiang Xuange's aggrieved expression turned into anger. She clenched her fists tightly, her long nails almost digging into her palms.

She immediately channeled her spiritual power and angrily rebuked Su Qingluan telepathically.

"You crazy woman, can't you stop this?!"

"Every time Xu Yi tries to talk to me, you interrupt him. You interrupt him every time he speaks! Is that supposed to be funny?"

"When you and Xu Yi were being intimate, did I target you like this?"

Her voice transmission was filled with resentment and anger, every word revealing the grievances she had suppressed for a long time.

Upon hearing this, Su Qingluan's lips curled into a cold smile, and she used her spiritual power to send a telepathic reply.

"That's because you don't dare."

"Losers should shut up and stop complaining."

"Last night I went to bed later than you and spent more time with you, so Xu Yi should naturally favor me more."

Jiang Xuange's face instantly turned bright red, both ashamed and angry.

She never expected that Su Qingluan would even bring up something like this to compare.

......

Six days later, a new round of dream-time travel began, but Xu Yi was not as lucky as before. He was transported into an ordinary person with no parents.

Xu Yi then committed suicide with a knife.

Seven days later, I traveled through the dream again.

But fate seems to play a particularly cruel trick on people.

This time, he was not only an orphan, but he had even turned into a four or five-year-old child, covered in dirt, abandoned in a dilapidated temple.

As a child who had nothing, he didn't even have a way to commit suicide that wouldn't be too painful; the only option he had was to run into a wall.

Just as Xu Yi was about to bang his head against the wall, the most useless system in history spoke up:

[Ding! Please don't rush to commit suicide. Due to a system error, you have been mistakenly transmigrated into a child.]

[A special reward is granted to the host as an exception: the time flow in this dream journey will be 730 times that of the outside world.]

This means that while you stay here for two years, only one day has passed in the outside world.

"You're crazy, then I won't live either."

Xu Yi refused without even thinking.

This body belongs to a homeless orphan. Needless to say, the survival rate of homeless people in ancient times was extremely low, and they also had to endure hunger and suffering all kinds of bullying.

He should just die sooner rather than later; why suffer like this?

He had made up his mind. He closed his eyes and slammed his head against the stone wall.

A sharp pain shot through him, his vision went black, and he fainted.

When Xu Yi woke up again, he thought he would return to the familiar, magnificent palace and see Su Qingluan and Jiang Xuange.

But when I opened my eyes, I was greeted by an unfamiliar scene of luxury.

He lay on a soft, comfortable bed, covered with a brocade quilt.

The room was exquisitely decorated, with incense wafting through the air, filling it with a subtle and elegant fragrance.

Xu Yi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously touched his head, only to find that there were no scars on his head.

I must have hit him hard enough. If an ordinary person had saved me, they wouldn't have been completely unharmed.

Then there's only one possibility: the cultivator saved him.

Just as he was filled with doubt, the door creaked open and a clear, cool female voice rang out, carrying a hint of aloofness.

"You're awake."