Chapter 37

"Ahm...ngh!"

"Haaaa!"

My eyes shot open wide feeling my whole body reeks of sweat.

"Dvmmit. That nightmare again."

I gazed at my hand.

In my dreams, I was back in that room, at that place and time was at my side. Surrounded by the pool of blood as my hands were holding their hearts. Below me were their bodies cut up in different shapes. Every little thing about their body has been shown to me so vividly.

When I blink all the blood on my hands had disappeared, and there was nothing. Although it was still white and clean the feeling was as if it was when a mad person like me feels everything that seemed bliss. The thickness of their bodies, parts that were slimy and squishy, the warmth that was far hotter than my hands as their blood slides down my arm before trickling down the ground. Only in that chamber did I feel I have my own room. It was strangely warm even though my heart was stone cold.

If there's a chance that could get me another attempt would I be convinced enough in my heart that I'm beyond saving?

"Should I kill more?"

Now I'm having thoughts like a serial killer. Wait, I didn't even have the feeling of getting a trophy from those maids. Maybe if I commit another killing, I'll get used to it, and then I won't dream about it anymore. "Right?"

That isn't a bad idea...

I've murdered people now so adding one or two wouldn't change a thing. Besides, this is a place where justice and crime are laxer than on earth. Mother won't know as long as I kept my mouth shut.

My thoughts swirled getting darker and darker.

"...stress. Mistress!"

"Huh?"

I snapped out of my daze looking back at the maid in front of me. "Oh, what is it?"

"Your bath is ready, Mistress."

"Alright."

I'll just be thankful that for now, my life is peacef—"Uahh!"

"My goodness. Husband!"

"Surprise?"

You call this surprise? It's just yesterday that I thought about his body and now he is all naked?

"What, what are you doing?"

Ml grinned eyeing me up and down into what I might guess to be sensual. "I'm seducing my cold wife."

"...."

"Re,"

"Yes, mistress?"

"Your Master seems to be sick. You help him. I can wait."

Then I turned to him. "Li Jia Ying can't match up to your jesting."

"But I'm truly trying to seduce my wife and it didn't work."

Well, it worked before you said your purpose. Brother, if you say it directly it'll be spoiled. It's not exciting anymore.

I just laughed and turned away going back to our room. I'll just wait until he is done and enjoy the beautiful landscape in front of our window.

Ah. The life of the rich. Being a wife of a protagonist guarantees wealth, "Not bad."

Other than money, everything else is for tourist transmigrators to enjoy.

Coming here could be a mismatched accident too. Living at the expense of an average joe along with my mother was loved by both parents, never abused, never abandoned, never orphaned, had limited but good friends, and liked to shut myself in my room—that's me. Other than acting as if I'm having a thousand masks but truly isolating people and having deeply hidden my social communication problems...it doesn't fit any of the transmigrator's requirements. Truly, mismatched that's it.

"Mistress, the Master said that he won't get out unless you join him and you can never bathe with the other remaining rooms."

That guy, what's up with him? Is he that horny right now?

I sighed. Then fine. Fudge, he could just tell me if he wants some BJ. These ancient men and their customs. He isn't as bold as I thought.

I tied my hair. Seems my guilty pleasure of reading those Smanga can now be practically used.

"Alright, I'm coming."

Time for first-hand experience.

When I entered, Ml had his eyes closed. Phew, I'm relieved. Removing my clothes I took a deep breath. Fvck, I'm so conscious of myself right now. I'm shy okay?! Ahyusshh.

As graceful as I can, I dipped my toe into the water and slowly entered the bath fully concentrating on making sure I don't make a sound as I dip my feet in the water. Must be stealthy, must be stealthy. Alright, slowly and quietly. There you go. Only when half of my body was submerged did I look at him. Bam, my heart immediately felt like it was on fire. Ml was looking at me. Erm... Since when have you been staring ah? Shouldn't you say a word?

Control Jun Xue, control.

I smiled pretending to fix my hair as I felt below us that my legs made contact with his. "Husband, if you want me to give it you could have just said it directly."

But how could I give him a BJ underwater? I could do it by hand, but by mouth...

"It?"

He tilted his head looking confused then suddenly, he laughed.

"Ah, my Wang Fei. So you're acting like a wife now?"

Then what do you expect me to do?

"Come here."

I obediently went to him and just as I did, he hugged me from behind. This guy always likes hugging, cuddling, and snuggling 6x.

"This is my pleasure. Us, being like this."

"..."

Oh. The embarrassment. Die you bvtch. Your lewd thoughts should end!

I breathed in trying to keep calm.

I detest my filthy mind. If I always have a mind like this, why not turn this story into a kinky, perverted smut novel for me ah?

It turns out he just wants to woe me in a simple way.

"You know this won't work."

Boss, you should save your efforts for the best lady. Why can't you understand I'm doing this for you?

"Then,"

Ml leaned closer. "Would you mind if husband does you right here right now?"

With that body? Yeah sure. I mean no, "You know that's not what I meant."

"Even if everything is futile, this husband will still woe his wife."

"It's a waste of time."

"Husband has a lot of time."

I sighed leaning on his chest. No point to be overtly resistant. Look how persevering he is, his purpose should be deeper if it's like this.

"You're trying so hard. Can't you just really tell me your purpose? Maybe Li Jia Ying can have a change of heart."

"If you stay with me till death. Who knows there might be a revelation to such thoughts."

I look at him with a nod.

"Li Jia Ying will stay with you till death."

He just smiled. Hmp. Then maybe I should gain his trust and love first? Trust yes. Love is a no, no. If I do try my best to make him trust me wouldn't that mean a part of his heart would open up to me? Being ambitious to attempt that kind of thinking could lead to some sparks between us like in any novel. The person that would always accompany you would have a better standing in your heart. Doesn't that make sense?

Long distance relationships could be affected and the tactic that absence makes the heart grow fonder would be effective only if two people are in love or one of them is in love. They first more or less had a rapport, a sense of progression before they are separated. Song Jing Hua and Zhiyuan don't seem to have had those kinds of development before he returned here.

More so, even if I didn't fall into such a trap, I can't say so about him. Nevertheless, if I stay here longer than it should be won't I in some way might have a change of heart? Then I'll motivate myself by saying everything is not bound by fate and yadda yadda. That's a possibility that shouldn't be underestimated just by knowing the plot.

Ugh. I need to go out and find someone that'll help me go back. If that monk was right, I should... I sighed.

I wish I'd never read that book. I do. No, skimming and scanning was the most regrettable decision I have ever had.

"What are you thinking again?"

"The festival."

That's true. "Li Jia Ying wonders what it looks like."

Would it be different from my original world's festivities? How far would their difference be?

"Then husband will take you."

"Are you sure? Aren't you busy?"

He chuckled kissing the top of my head.

"You had helped me with some troubles regarding our land. The Emperor and the officials were quite joyous. It pains me that it isn't you who receive those gifts."

"Well you are my husband, we are one. What's there to be hurtful about?"

This time, Ml didn't agree or disagree.

"Wang Fei, you should rest first."

"???"