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Chapter 228 A misty dream of Miss

Before Zhenzhu married Governor Lu, He Danggui and Liao Qing’er went to see her. They jokingly asked whether the marriage contract included the item that Governor Lu could not have extra concubines and should spend the rest of his life only with her.

Zhenzhu smiled and said, “A faithful husband and a happy family won’t come by a sheet of paper but by a sincere heart. I didn’t realize it and thought that my ex-husband betrayed me because life was not fair. But when I think of him now, I realize that he was not a bad man at the beginning. I just did too much things for him for which he was responsible, which made him become accustomed to reaping without sowing. Besides, he didn’t find the tenderness he yearned for in me, no wonder he sought from others.”

Keeping such marriage experience in mind, Zhenzhu became the little lovable wife of Governor Lu. They did have a sweet time for long.

However, a problem suddenly came. What if a more lovable woman appeared, and a man wanted to get both of them?

He Danggui couldn’t think out the answer. Such a thing was intractable for her, too. Certainly, it was easy for a wife to drive away 1 or 2 women, but everything hinged on that man. Which side he was on? And did he deserve such a struggle of his wife?

Anyway, He Danggui determined to help her Sister Zhenzhu. Although she didn’t know Zhenzhu’s condition, she had a strange and inexpressible feeling. What was it? He Danggui stood on Zhenzhu’s shoes. Outsiders came to her family. The old was in charge of the family. The relationship between the young woman and her husband was ambiguous, and her husband’s attitude was not clear. And she was conceiving a child. Then, she suddenly fell sick after watching a play. He Danggui still felt there was something strange. “So, what’s the problem?” She murmured.

“Miss, Miss…” Chan Yi called He Danggui softly but didn’t receive the response. She put another thin quilt on He Danggui. Then she went out quietly and closed the door. They had lived together for 3 years, so she clearly knew that He Danggui was omnipotent. However knotty a problem was, it would be easily dealt with after she reported. No matter He Danggui went to sleep, had meals or did something else, as long as she bore the matter in mind, she would finally solve it. And it was more efficient than those who endeavored hard. This was Miss He, a magical woman.

In the long dream, He Danggui unexpectedly met Lu Jiangbei who wore an exquisite silver mask covering half of his face and drifted straight towards her. His body was hanging in the air.

When she was awake, she couldn’t recollect his face clearly and even mixed him up with Ning Yuan. But in the bizarre dream, though the mask covered the upper part of his face, she could doubtlessly recognize him at a glance because of the expression in his eyes.

Lu Jiangbei drifted towards her in a quirky fashion, and his eyes were lingering on her breast. Looking down, she found she was wearing the gauzy nightdress that she put on randomly before going to bed. She cried in a low voice, covered her bosoms with hands and turned her back to him. “Long time no see, Master Lu. What are you doing in Luo’s Mansion?” said He Danggui.

Eh? It would seem unreasonable for her to ask like that because they were not necessarily at Luo’s Mansion. It was her dream after all. How strange the feeling was! She could clearly realize that it was a dream. However, she could also feel the heat from the figure behind her, which showed a sharp contrast with the chill of her. “What a strange feeling of coldness! On the verge of falling asleep, I was aware that Chan Yi put another quilt on my body. So, why do I still shiver with a feeling of standing in cold water?” She contemplated.

She wanted to make her arms hold tightly, but she lost the control of her limbs in the dream. She tried in vain to raise her arms. Thinking about something, she asked, “Master Lu… Er, how is Master Duan? I heard that he will come to Yangzhou City, right?”

Eh? It would seem unreasonable again. The conversation in one’s dream was actually made by himself or herself. He or she didn’t really talk to someone in the flesh. She couldn’t get any useful information from Lu Jiangbei, because he was just a fictitious person. “Master Lu”, the first person to teach her martial arts, appeared in her dream must because Zhoushi and she spoke about him today.

Fictitious Lu Jiangbei, as expected, was unable to answer her question and merely said, “Miss He, we haven’t met for 3 years, which makes me worried and upset. 3 years has passed, and you’ve grown up. You are as gentle and fair as I imagined. And I suddenly find that I miss you more than I thought.” While saying, he got closer to her.

On the one hand, she felt the heat source was closer. On the other hand, it seemed that another He Danggui was separated from her original body in the odd dream, hanging in the air and watching the scene as a bystander.

Before the maiden on the ground could respond, the man with a silver mask hugged her from behind her. One of his arms stretched to encircle her lower jaw and the other put around her slim waist. With a little of his strength, the maiden was turned to face him. Then, he bent forward and suddenly gave her a kiss.

As He Danggui watched this in mid-air, she felt the heat on her lips. However, she was not the maiden on the ground, so she didn’t have the sensation of asphyxia caused by the kiss and could breathe smoothly. And she was not enraged by the feeling of being flirted. She, as an onlooker, just watched Lu Jiangbei kissing the “He Danggui” who was much like her. What a strange dream. Lu Jiangbei kissed He Danggui? So, how could He Danggui herself just be an onlooker?

Gradually, kiss couldn’t satisfy Lu Jiangbei. He began to move his hand up from the maiden’s waist, inch by inch, which finally stopped on her delicate-curved bosoms. His long, slender and fair fingers were caressing the two round soft parts. And the maiden in his arms became like a puddle of water with his kiss. With a muffled and low voice, she clutched the clothes of the man behind her with her little white-jade hands rather than struggling free. And then, they were locked in a passionate embrace.

The He Danggui in mid-air blushed at this but didn’t get angry. She thought, “Lu Jiangbei is almost a stranger for me. Seeing his acts, I could have rushed to separate them wrathfully and beat him up. But why didn’t I have the impulse to do that?”

He Danggui contemplated for a while, and then thought of something. First, Lu Jiangbei was a gentleman, so it was impossible for him to do so. Second, the man who liked her was not Lu Jiangbei but Duan Xiaolou, so how could Lu Jiangbei kiss her?

“Calm down, calm down. This is only a dream. Dream is not real, so the kiss is not real,” He Danggui thought carefully and murmured, “And although it is Lu Jiangbei’s voice, the tone is so strange and oily that it sounds nearer Bai Yangbai. Maybe the man is not Lu Jiangbei. It’s just a man whose expression of eyes and voice are much like Lu Jiangbei’s…”

At the moment, the man on the ground had turned the maiden’s body to make her front face him for the convenience of his caress. The He Danggui in mid-air could still feel the heat on her lips as if there was someone kissing her. The He Danggui on the ground with her eyes closed, meanwhile, was gripping the clothes on the man’s chest, regardless of his hands reaching through her gauzy nightgown and touching her soft flesh.

Finally, the He Danggui in mid-air couldn’t tolerate anymore. Whoever the man was, he was a man! And the face of the meek maiden was the same as hers. How could she let it go on? And how could she allow a man do such obscene things to her?

“Stop! Stop!” she cried in mid-air, “If you don’t stop, I’ll throw stones to you!” Then, a big stone suddenly appeared in her hand.

They, however, still clung together. The maiden’s nightgown was gradually slipping off her shoulders, revealing her gem-like flesh under the man’s eyes. Seeing this, the man stopped breathing for a second and then asked huskily, “Miss He, are you ready for this?” The maiden blushed and nodded. Then she began to untie the knot before her breast.

The He Danggui in mid-air couldn’t wait anymore. She drifted towards Lu Jiangbei and hit him on the back of head with the stone. But the man was “Lu Jiangbei” at that point, and such a senior couldn’t be affected by a stone. So, out of her expectation, the man didn’t fall and didn’t even look up at her. His blazing eyes were focus on the curve of the maiden’s bosoms. The maiden was not interrupted by the “assassin” and undid the knot before her breast shyly. Then the band girdling her waist was thrown by her on the ground. At last, she pulled open her clothes with her little white-jade hands…

Then, He Danggui, with glaring eyes, hit the maiden on the head. She hadn’t trained to be indestructible, and thanks to it, the head of the maiden on the ground began to bleed upon being hit. Then she cried sadly and shrilly, and her hands were covering her forehead.

The man was so anxious that his head sweated all over. He took off his silver mask and said anxiously, “Miaoyi, are you all right? Don’t panic! I’ll take you home.”

Upon hearing this, the He Danggui in mid-air was surprised. She looked at the maiden. It was Ling Miaoyi. “How’s that? Her face was the same as mine just now. And when the man kissed her, I could feel it!” the He Danggui in mid-air thought. After she was aware that she hit Ling Miaoyi, she apologized, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb. I’ll bring some white medicine that can stop the bleeding. You can go on with your business.”

The man, however, turned to look at her with a surprising expression as he heard these words. He cried in a low voice, “Sister He? You come for me? I miss you so much. I miss you every day, every moment, every time I breathe… Don’t leave me anymore, OK?”

When the man turned his head to look at He Danggui, she was dumbfounded. It was Duan Xiaolou’s face, and there was indeed a shallow scar below his left ear, which was left for her sake. How strange it was. The man didn’t have the scar when wearing the mask. However, after he took off it, not only did he change to another man, but also he had a scar. Although it was in her dream, He Danggui refused rationally. She said, “We have missed each other. It’s no use thinking too much. Let’s forget the past and move forward. Childe Duan, there’s no loss to you missing me, because I am selfish and often let you be sad.”

But missing you is a great loss to me, right?

Duan Xiaolou shook his head furiously and tried several times to pull her down from the mid-air but failed. Showing pain in his eyes, he said, “Sister He, I love you. I cherish you and I know you. I’ll patiently wait for you to grow up and marry you. OK? I’ll leave Guan Yun and Miss Lian. Don’t leave me anymore. OK?”

Suddenly, Ling Miaoyi, whose head was bleeding, came running and shouted, “She has been abandoned by my uncle. Her mother had a love affair with a beggar stealthily, so she and her mother were thrown out by my uncle. You’ll regret if you like her. Such a woman doesn’t deserve your love!”