Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
A habit was a scary thing.
In the past, when Jun Mo was around, Su Kui always found the man very clingy. As long as he was at home, he would definitely want to be with her.
However, he had only left more than a month ago, and Su Kui could not help but begin to panic already. The plot of this world had gone completely off-track.
She did not enter the harem, her grandmother was still healthy, and the Fengs’ residence had a bright future.
But…
That was not the reason for her fear. Every night, she was awakened by nightmares. She would dream of Jun Mo lying in a pool of blood with his eyes shut; she would also dream of being pulled back to the original track and spending the rest of her miserable life with the statue of Buddha.
The mission failed, and there was no hope for her to meet her family from her previous life.
She would only realize that it was an extremely cruel nightmare whenever she sat up in shock, drenched in sweat.
It was said that dreams were the opposite of reality, and she hoped that was the case!
It was summer now. There were colorful flowers outside the window, and the scent of white orchids drifted into the room. The sunshine was perfect, and there were summer flowers as companions.
Lu Yao ran into the room after she heard Su Kui’s sad and shrill screams. She saw that Su Kui’s bangs were drenched in sweat. Her plump cheeks had become so thin that even her chin appeared pointed.
Lu Yao could not help but feel sorry for her. “Mistress, did you have a nightmare again?”
In the past, she would always see Su Kui laughing and joking. She was proud and bright. When had Lu Yao ever seen her in such a languished state?
Lu Yao was surprised when she saw her.
Su Kui waved her hand. Her body was still a little weak. She slowly got back under her bedding, looked down, and said, “I’m okay. It is probably because I’ve been thinking too much recently. I’m still a little tired, so I’ll sleep for a while more.”
Lu Yao looked at her and hesitantly asked, “Mistress…you’re not going to have breakfast again?”
“I don’t have the appetite,” Su Kui said sleepily.
“You should see how thin you have become. At least, eat a little. If His Highness comes back and sees you like this, he would definitely be sad.”
Su Kui, who was about to sink into darkness, suddenly opened her eyes. She remembered the words that the man said to her when they were cuddling before he left. “Wait for me at home, eat well, be obedient, and don’t hurt yourself. Promise me, okay?”
How did she answer at that time?
She giggled and slyly bit an old teeth mark on his shoulder. There was a deep teeth mark that she had left on their wedding night.
The mark was now deeply imprinted on his shoulder—clear and visible.
“Who am I? There is no way I’d let myself suffer! But you, on the other hand, you’re the man who’s been stamped by me, so don’t mess around outside.”
At that time, she had vowed to take care of herself. Yet, more than a month later, she had allowed her own distracting thoughts to torture her and become this embarrassing figure.
Was this still the Su Kui who was like a scorching sun?
Her eyes, which had been gloomy for a few days, suddenly brightened. She pursed her cherry lips tightly and slowly narrowed her cat-like eyes that appeared to be even bigger after she lost weight.
Yes, was this still her?
The battle between Feng Qingqing and her had not ended yet. The imperial family was even eyeing her husband like a vicious dog all the time. They were preparing to jump on him and bite him at any time.
How could she be weak when she was the only person who could take charge of the residence?
She got up, her voice now clear and firm like it used to be. “Lu Yao, prepare the meal.”
Although Lu Yao did not know what her mistress had just figured out, she was delighted as things had gone better than expected, and she replied in agreement. The maids who were waiting outside filed in carrying the trays.
After she got dressing and cleaned her face, she sat in front of the dining table and ate. Before she could take a few more bites, Li Jin, the residence’s butler, came. He reported that Consort Rou, who was in the palace, had sent an oral decree to summon Su Kui into the palace.
Su Kui sneered. She picked up her handkerchief and wiped her mouth. It was only a few days, but she could not wait to deal with her anymore.