Chapter 376
Chapter 376 Accompanied by Beauty
That night, Master Lin slept in a half-drunken, half-awake state. At one moment, he dreamed of having a son with Qingxuan; at another, he dreamed of Eldest Miss stabbing him with several holes. When he awoke, he was drenched in cold sweat. ‘Damn it, why would I dream such a thing? Am I really meant to play the part of Chen Shimei?’ he thought.
[TL: Chen Shimei is a Chinese opera character and a byword in China for a heartless and unfaithful man. There was a quite famous song for this character: Tom Ching Cheng Hanji, but 4K 60fps.]
He wiped away the sweat and saw the charming girl beside him still fast asleep, her red face bearing a sweet smile as if she had dreamt something pleasant. Her tender arms, like lotus roots, extended outside the blanket, vaguely revealing her fragrant shoulders and soft chest, a sight that was infinitely beautiful. A gentle affection rose in Lin Wanrong's heart, and he kissed the girl's delicate nose and playfully patted her plump buttocks before getting up with a lecherous laugh.
The time was only the second watch of the night, but he could no longer fall asleep. He thought about Shandong and wondered how the Luo family was doing now, feeling anxious. What was even more annoying was that since entering the palace, old Xu had not sent any news. He seemed to have evaporated from the earth, without even a peep. Master Lin didn't know what the Emperor's decision was. However, the trip to Shandong was undoubtedly necessary. Wanting to avoid seeing the tears of the Eldest Miss and Qiaoqiao, he thought to leave while they were still asleep.
He took out the small package Eldest Miss had given him from Qiaoqiao's prepared luggage. Although it was only a few thin sheets of paper, it felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. Eldest Miss was indeed a character that brought him joy and sorrow. Thinking of her secretive laughter the night before, his heart felt waves of warmth.
To travel from the capital to Shandong, riding hard, it would take a day and a night to arrive. Fortunately, he had the blood-sweat treasure horse given by the Turks. ‘I'll try its taste today,’ Master Lin thought, happily sizing up the tall Turkic horse and patting its backside firmly.
At the second watch, the sky was dim and without light. The sporadic lights on the long street were like bright lamps in the dark night, giving him warmth and guiding his direction. He looked back longingly at the familiar house, where Eldest Miss, Qiaoqiao, and Madam Xiao were still in their dreams, hoping they would have pleasant ones.
He stretched and was about to mount his horse when he suddenly heard the sound of wheels in front. In the silence of the early morning, it was quite piercing.