Chapter 15

For families like the Li’s, adopting daughters wouldn’t be just the family having dinner together. They’d pick a time, hold a banquet and officially introduce the two of them to the others. As for the timing of this event, they’d really need to give it some thought.

It was late at night when Fang JunRong returned to her own bedroom. Ever since her re-birth, she could no longer stand staying in the same room as Li WangJin. Their mansion was quite big anyway and has many rooms. All Fang JunRong needed to do was to clean out a room and move into it.

Of course, she also made up some lackadaisical excuse that she hasn’t been feeling well lately, so she hired some fengshui master to check on her. She was told that the original room wasn’t good for her health. Li WangJin didn’t think too much about it and that’s how the two ended up in different bedrooms.

She used to enjoy having a small glass of wine before bed. She had since lost that habit since her re-birth. In her previous life, someone had added drugs in her wine that caused her to have bad temperament. For a while there, she had a very quick temper and would snap for no reasons all the time.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

In her previous life, she was truly surrounded by enemies from all directions.

Thinking about it for a while, Fang JunRong laid down in bed and got ready to go to sleep. She didn’t forget to lock the door from the inside, however. She wasn’t sure whether it was a figment of her imagination, but the moment she closed her eyes, she seemed to have seen a slight green glow that bubbled up then quickly disappeared.

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Fang JunRong knew that she was dreaming. Oddly, she had dreamt before, but in none of them she felt as awake as she was right now. She noticed that she was standing on top of a mountain. The mountain was so tall it reached into the clouds. She was surrounded by the clouds, and it felt like she was in some fantasyland.

She had never been here before and had no idea why she’d dream about it, but most dreams were not logical. It wasn’t a big deal dreaming about a mountain that she had never seen before.

She saw a stone tablet not too far away from her. The tablet seemed to be glowing and looked very unusual.

Perhaps because it was a dream, Fang JunRong was braver than usual and walked directly toward the tablet. The language on the tablet wasn’t one that she recognized; it all seemed very metaphysical. Nonetheless, when she reached out to touch the tablet, it seemed to have translated for her right away, and she could understand what was written on it all of a sudden.

11 gram of duruo (East Asian pollia), 100 gram of yunyingcao…

Eh? That looked like a prescription. Okay, she had heard of duruo, but she didn’t think she had ever heard of anything called yunyingcao. Out of curiosity, Fang JunRong still tried very hard to commit the prescription to her memory.

Even so, she was only able to read the top two of the prescriptions. The rest of the content on the tablet might as well have matrix over it, and she wasn’t able to make out anything from them. There was a book carved on the upper right-hand corner of the tablet. More surprisingly, the book was flipping through the pages automatically. It was not scientific that a carved book could be animated.

But, since it was a dream, nothing needed to be logical at all.

After her initial shock, Fang JunRong quickly recollected herself and felt that she had no problem with the logic at all. A dream was a dream.