My Demon Husband Is a Snake-Chapter 1053: Serpent Man in the Great Hall

"Ah? No wonder... the flood hit the Dragon King Temple... It turns out Qingyang didn’t even know we were relatives." Suddenly, I understood that with Qing Li’s personality, she probably seldom mentioned her relationship with Yu Qingxiao to others.

Aside from those like Yuan Hong and the Great Demons who interact more with Dragon Dad, very few in the world know about their connection.

But I couldn’t let this misunderstanding stop me from harboring resentment towards Qingyang.

Either let Yu Longting shave his head in the New Year, or...

If I could find out Qingyang’s whereabouts from Qing Li, I’d still have to hand him over to Old Zhao...

Qing Li stopped talking and patted my back lightly, lulling me to sleep as if I was a baby.

I found a motherly sense of security in Qing Li, and unconsciously relaxed into a deep sleep.

Yet my consciousness inexplicably intruded into a mysterious dream, a dream within a vast stone building’s hall that I’d never been to.

Eight black marble pillars stood tall in the hall, and the floor was made of white jade.

At first, there was no one around, and suddenly I noticed a man in black clothes sitting on the throne at the highest point of the hall.

The man had his head lowered, his hand pressed against his temple.

He seemed to be asleep, or perhaps in deep thought!!

So much so that I couldn’t see his face, but the feeling he gave me was so familiar, I instinctively called out, "Yu... Yu Longting... is that you? Where on earth have you been? You always disappear without telling me, when will you change this bad habit?"

"Oh? Do I know you? Who are you?" The man slowly lifted his head, his face obscured by the backlight, his voice filled with surprise.

I introduced myself, "I’m Su Wan, your wife, aren’t you the one who loves to call me wifey?"

"My wife?? Haha~ There are all kinds of people, even ones who impersonate my wife." The man had a sinister aura, as he played with the long snake tail trailing under the throne, curling it slightly.

I felt he was dreadfully cold, yet his familiar aura couldn’t deceive me. Just as I was about to agonize further.

A cold voice arose, "If you’re not Yu Longting, why is your aura so similar to his? Who are you, really?"

"I haven’t asked who you two are, trespassing on my territory!" The man’s eyes flashed a ghostly green as he stared directly at us.

I was jolted back several steps, and my gaze fell on the owner of that cold voice.

Qing Li??

The person who spoke with the cold voice also looked at me in astonishment, seemingly surprised by my presence here!

At that moment.

I awoke with a sharp pain throbbing in my head, only to find Qing Li waking up at the same time.

Subsequently, we stared at each other for a full ten minutes.

"Grandma, I just dreamt about you." I spoke first, breaking the silence.

Qing Li responded, "I dreamt of you too, in a grand hall."

"Did we have the same dream? And even met each other in it??" I had never encountered such an oddity before, where two people could enter the same dream.

Who was that man in the grand hall exactly, and why did both Qing Li and I feel so much like it was Yu Longting.

But when we asked if he was Yu Longting, the man denied it.

"It must be some nearby force pulling us into this dream."

Qing Li rubbed her temples, "I’ve spent lifetimes as a Forbidden Woman, specializing in creating nightmares for others, yet now I’m like the eagle who had its eyes pecked out."