Dreaming Back to the Qing Dynasty Episode 3 Recap
> Dreaming Back to the Qing Dynasty Recap
Wei successfully completed her design and presented it via PPT, earning approval from Mr. Bei and full responsibility for the project. The envious whispers of her colleagues were unmistakable, with one even remarking, "I don't believe she did it herself." Meanwhile, in the Qing Dynasty, Yinxiang continued his enthusiastic quest for beautiful and rare objects.
As he purchased a rose, more vibrant than any in the palace, his attendant, Shun'er, noted his changed demeanor, "You collected all kinds of treasures, and got the design paintings of the architectural design agency. Now you even want the flowers." Yinxiang pondered, "If only she could see the scenery." Shun'er, failing to grasp the depth of Yinxiang's feelings, questioned why he missed "a woman so much," to which Yinxiang responded, "What do you know?
Do you know the romance between men and women?" Lost in his thoughts of Wei, he suddenly saw a woman who bore an uncanny resemblance to her. This woman was Yalarta Ming Wei. Ming Wei met with her beloved cousin, expressing her anxiety about the impending imperial selection. " My father is pressing me into the palace for the imperial selection now. If I join it, my lifetime will be set in the palace."
She desperately sought to elope with him to a place where "no one knows us." Her cousin, deeply in love, vowed not to let her down, agreeing to run away together as soon as the opportunity arose. Back in the modern era, Wei worked late, even taking on an errand to deliver confidential documents for a colleague, Xiaobing, who had a prior engagement.
Her senior colleague, Huijie, secretly harbored resentment over Wei’s promotion, muttering to herself, "I've put in so many efforts. How can I lose to you? I will never let you go." As Wei ventured out, she noticed the cold, damp weather, "Why is it so cold today? Freezing cold. The weather changes quickly." That evening, Yinxiang waited in Wei's apartment with the rose he had bought. Wei returned home looking pale and unwell, soon collapsing.
Yinxiang, unable to physically touch her, called out her name in distress, realizing, "How can I call for someone in a dream? How can I help you?" Wei's friend, Xiaoqiu, called Wei's phone, and Yinxiang's frantic cries for help, sounding "very strange" and "as if he was talking in the water," reached Xiaoqiu through the phone. Concerned, Xiaoqiu rushed to Wei’s house and found her unconscious.
Upon waking, Xiaoqiu recounted the strange male voice she heard over the phone, even suspecting Wei might be hiding a man. Wei, trying to conceal Yinxiang's presence, sweet-talked Xiaoqiu, thanking her, but Xiaoqiu mistook the gratitude for herself. The next morning, Wei saw the rose and knew it was from Yinxiang. He admitted to painting a picture for her, reciting a poem, "Apricot flowers bear fruit after late spring. Who is passionate and comes alone?"
Wei suggested they take a "picture" with the painting. Yinxiang then expressed his longing for her to visit his time, stating, "Since I can come, why can't you go there for me?" Wei, despite her attempts to "send me to the Qing Dynasty," found her efforts ridiculed by Yinxiang for lacking "sincerity." She tried to explain the complexities of "one-dimension space, two-dimensional space and parallel universe," but he remained unconvinced.
To calm him, Wei suggested they watch TV together, fostering a sweet atmosphere. The following morning, Wei’s cold lingered. Yinxiang offered a "confidential" imperial secret remedy: roasted oranges. He instructed her to shake oranges in a jar, skewer them, and then roast and eat them, skin and all, explaining their phlegm-reducing and cough-easing properties. Their playful banter continued as they attempted to roast the oranges, resulting in burnt fruit and minor burns for both.
Despite the mishaps, the roasted orange was surprisingly delicious. Yinxiang teased Wei for her clumsiness and inability to cook, calling her "stupid, dull and slow-witted," leading to a lighthearted scuffle where Yinxiang comically fell. At a restaurant, Xiaoqiu noticed Wei's giddy happiness and persistent smiles, concluding she was in love. When Xiaoqiu brought up the rose and Wei confirmed it was sent to her, Xiaoqiu immediately questioned if it was the mysterious male voice she had heard on the phone.
Xiaoqiu even sent Wei a picture of her own smiling face, asserting, "When the woman thinks of the hero, she shows the same expression like you." Wei, in a moment of inner turmoil, lamented, "It must be impossible for both of us." Xiaoqiu misinterpreted her distress, warning her against becoming a "mistress." Later, while looking at a ruby lamp pendant, Wei's inner monologue revealed her struggle, "I really take to him? No. Impossible. I was just moved.
He is just an illusion. He does not belong to this world. Liking a man living 300 years ago, you must be crazy. Wake up. No. You can not like him." Determined to move on, Wei asked Xiaoqiu to take her to a union party, hoping to forget Yinxiang. At the party, Wei drank heavily, ignoring Xiaoqiu’s warnings, stating, "Didn't you say we should have fun to our heart's content?"
Meanwhile, Yinxiang, waiting anxiously in her apartment, worried, "Why didn't she come back so late? Did she meet a bad person and have something wrong?" When a heavily intoxicated Wei finally returned, she saw Yinxiang still there. " Why are you still here? I don't want to see you," she slurred, collapsing onto the sofa. Yinxiang, unable to touch or comfort her, watched over her through the night. The next morning, Wei, still harsh, confronted him, "It's daytime.
Why are you still here? . . . I am someone in your dream. I don't need you to worry about me." When Yinxiang directly asked if she liked him, Wei confessed, "Yes. I like you. Since the first day I met you, I've liked you." But she immediately followed with a heartbroken reality check, questioning how he could truly like her when he couldn’t perform simple acts like accompanying her or even pulling her from the ground. "
I just want you to understand it's impossible for us." Yinxiang acknowledged his limitations, "I can only come here in my dream. I can't touch you. But I can speak with you, chat with you and make you happy. I must have a chance to make you truly feel my presence." Wei, however, cut him off, "You can't. Thirteenth Prince. This is your dream. . . But I can't.
I can't let myself get lost in it to like an imaginary, and unreal person." Yinxiang, heartbroken, gestured as if offering his feelings, challenging her, "This is my feeling. If you can hold it, stay. If you can't, leave. Don't bother me again." Wei firmly responded, "You can leave. Don't come to me again." As he left, the sadness of their impossible love weighed heavily on him.
