After I transmigrated, the cold king clung to me every day.

Chapter 63 Dreamland

After Lin Qianqian fainted, her consciousness seemed to fall into a chaotic fog. When she regained consciousness, she found herself in a scene that was both completely unfamiliar and incredibly familiar. She—no, at this moment, she should be Lin Xiaoqian—slowly opened her eyes, the blinding light causing her to squint slightly. Upon seeing the scene before her, she was struck dumb, frozen in place as if by lightning.

In the bright living room, Mom, Dad, and her younger sister were all smiling around the dining table, where a beautiful birthday cake sat, its candlelight flickering. And the girl surrounded by everyone, at the center of happiness, was none other than herself! It turned out that her family was celebrating her birthday. Warm laughter and joyful blessings mingled together, like a beautiful melody, playing out the warmth and happiness of home.

As Lin Xiaoqian gazed at this dreamlike scene, her eyes instantly welled up with tears, which flowed uncontrollably like a burst dam. The overwhelming emotions of longing washed over her like a surging tide.

She reached out her trembling hand, longing to touch her loved ones who were so close yet seemed so far away. Her fingertips traced the air, but touched only emptiness; the cold air was like a merciless barrier, shutting her out of this blissful scene.

Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to cry out, but something seemed to be choking her throat, and she could only let out broken sobs. The family reunion scenes that she had once taken for granted had now become an unattainable luxury. In this cold dream, she could only watch helplessly as her family laughed and chatted, alone tasting the bitterness of longing and loneliness, her heart feeling as if it were being pierced by a thousand needles, the pain spreading throughout her entire body.

Suddenly, an invisible force gripped her tightly, like an iron clamp, irresistible. Lin Xiaoqian struggled desperately, trying to break free from this inexplicable restraint. Her body twisted violently, her arms flailing in the air, but she only grasped at empty space. Her eyes searched frantically, but she couldn't see who was pulling her. Fear overwhelmed her like a tidal wave, and her mind was on the verge of collapse.

"Let me go! I want to be with my mom and dad! Waaah... Let me go! Please!" She cried out desperately, her cries echoing in the dream world, but to no avail.

Through her teary eyes, her gaze met that happy family of four once again. She saw her parents' kind smiles, her sister's playful appearance, and her carefree self from the past, now showing her a sweet smile.

In that instant, she forgot all her struggles, her only thought was to run towards them and embrace the warmth she had regained. She lunged forward, but just as she was about to touch them, the pulling force suddenly increased, as if to tear her soul apart.

"Ah!" she cried out in despair, jolting awake from the bed. Her chest heaved violently, she gasped for breath, her eyes still filled with fear and confusion, her mind blank. For a moment, she didn't even realize she was back in the Prince's mansion.

Looking at the unfamiliar yet familiar surroundings, her gaze gradually focused, and her consciousness slowly returned. However, her heart was filled with endless loss and melancholy, as if she had fallen from heaven to hell. The huge gap between the dream and reality was hard for her to bear.

"Miss, you're finally awake! I was so scared!" Xiaodie's voice was trembling with sobs, her tone shaking slightly from excessive worry. Her eyes were red and swollen, tears welling up in them, her face filled with the fear and relief of surviving a disaster.

She held Lin Qianqian's hand tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, as if afraid that if she let go, Lin Qianqian would be in danger again.

Lin Qianqian's eyes were initially somewhat dazed, her thoughts still lingering on the scenes from her dream. At Xiao Die's call, she slowly came to her senses, her gaze slowly turning to Xiao Die, then gradually sweeping around before her eyes regained focus.

She raised her hand, weakly supporting her head, and gently rubbed her temples, trying to dispel the confusion in her mind and clear her head to face reality.