books44 Chapter 11 The Young Man in My Dreams (2)
Chapter 11 The Young Man in My Dreams (2)
Qin Yaoyao stared in horror at what was happening before her, her heart filled with panic and fear. Her eyes widened, and she asked in a trembling voice, "What are you trying to do?"
He Yanxi silently took out a sharp dagger from his pocket, his gaze firm yet filled with endless sorrow, staring straight at Qin Yaoyao, and said softly, "Yao'er, don't walk too fast, wait for me..." Before he finished speaking, he plunged the dagger into his own chest without hesitation.
In an instant, crimson blood gushed out like a fountain, quickly staining the ground beneath their feet. He Yanxi's body swayed slightly, then slowly collapsed to the ground, tightly embracing Qin Yaoyao's corpse. The entire scene seemed frozen in time, filled with suffocating sorrow and despair.
Qin Yaoyao was terrified and cried out in a hoarse voice, "No!" She desperately lunged at He Yanxi, trying to stop the tragedy. However, when she reached out her hands, she found that her body had passed right through He Yanxi's body, unable to touch him at all. She could only watch helplessly as He Yanxi slowly lost his life, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam.
Despite Qin Yaoyao's heart-wrenching cries, it was all too late to undo the damage. Overwhelmed with grief, she murmured to He Yanxi's body, "Fool, I loved you too! In the next life, I will definitely marry you. Even if you don't come looking for me, I will still search for you without hesitation..."
Just then, Yingchun and Banxia watched in disbelief as their young lady, who had only been slightly frowning, suddenly burst into tears without warning! The two were quite frightened and hurriedly tried to wake Qin Yaoyao, but no matter how they called out or shook her, Qin Yaoyao kept her eyes tightly closed and did not respond at all.
Yingchun was extremely anxious and prepared to immediately fetch a doctor. However, just as she turned around, Qin Yaoyao suddenly woke up! Seeing this, Yingchun and Banxia quickly stepped forward and asked with concern, "Miss, you're finally awake! How are you feeling? Is anything bothering you?"
Qin Yaoyao looked bewildered and muttered to herself, "What's wrong with me?" Banxia quickly replied, "Miss started frowning shortly after falling asleep, and then she inexplicably burst into tears. We tried everything to wake you, but nothing worked. It was truly frightening!" Yingchun chimed in, "Yes, Miss. Seeing that you hadn't moved at all, I was even thinking of going to find a doctor to take a look. Are you feeling alright now?"
Qin Yaoyao gently shook her head, indicating that she was fine, and explained, "I just had a nightmare, and I'm all better now. There's no need to worry too much." Even so, Yingchun still urged her with concern, "Then Miss, you should rest a little longer. If you feel unwell, please let us know immediately."
Qin Yaoyao responded softly, "I understand. I'll go back to my room to rest for a while. Please don't let anyone disturb me." Banxia replied, "Yes, Miss." Yingchun echoed, "Don't worry, Miss. We'll be waiting outside. If you need anything, just call us anytime."
Qin Yaoyao nodded slightly in agreement. Then she turned and went back to her room, gently closing the door behind her. Once inside, she sat quietly on the edge of the bed, her eyes somewhat dazed, seemingly still immersed in the shock of the dream she had just experienced. She still felt a chill run down her spine from what she had dreamt of. Could it be that what she had just dreamt of was her past life after death? That foolish boy actually avenged me, and even died for me in the end… what a fool!
Her thoughts drifted away, and Qin Yaoyao involuntarily thought of He Yanxi. A slight, almost imperceptible smile appeared on her lips. She murmured to herself, "Brother Yanxi, what are you busy with right now? In our past life, you only told me that you cared for me, but you never mentioned when those feelings began. Do you still love me now? No matter what, I must find a chance to ask you. In this life, I will never miss the chance to be with you again."
Just as they were chatting animatedly, Qin Yaoyao suddenly felt a heavy weight on her eyes, and they grew increasingly heavy until she soon fell into a deep sleep. This time, she wasn't plagued by nightmares; instead, she fell into a beautiful dream. In the dream, the exceptionally handsome young man reappeared before her, but unlike before, he was now vibrant and spirited, a warm smile playing on his lips. He gazed at Qin Yaoyao and softly said, "Sister Yao'er, I have admired you for a long time. Would you be willing to marry me?" Looking at the young man's captivating smile and listening to his sincere words, Qin Yaoyao's joy was overflowing, as if she wanted to take flight. Without hesitation, she replied, "Brother Yanxi, I have long been in love with you, and naturally, I am willing to marry you."
That afternoon, He Yanxi was reading quietly in his study when Sang Ye, the bodyguard responsible for protecting Qin Yaoyao, suddenly came to report: "Master, this afternoon, Miss had a nightmare while resting in the courtyard." Upon hearing this, He Yanxi's heart tightened, and he asked, "A nightmare? What happened? Was anything unusual?"
Sang Ye hurriedly replied, "Reporting to Master, apart from Miss Liu visiting you yesterday, you have not had any contact with other outsiders. Furthermore, you are in a good mood today and there is nothing unusual about you, but for some reason you have suddenly fallen into a nightmare."
He Yanxi was puzzled and continued to ask, "How did you know she had a nightmare?" Sang Ye replied respectfully, "At first, Miss only frowned slightly, but then she burst into tears, crying her heart out. The two maids beside her tried to wake her up, but all their efforts were in vain. In the end, Miss woke up on her own."
After hearing this, He Yanxi nodded slightly, indicating that he understood. He then waved his hand, signaling Sang Ye to leave first to protect Qin Yaoyao. After Sang Ye left, He Yanxi sat alone in a chair, his brows furrowed, muttering to himself thoughtfully, "Why is Yao'er suddenly having nightmares? Is she hiding something from me?" Thinking of this, He Yanxi became increasingly worried and anxious, wishing he could rush to Qin Yaoyao's side immediately to find out what was going on.
However, at this moment, Yun Ji was nowhere to be found, leaving He Yanxi feeling quite helpless. He had originally planned to visit him under some pretext, but now he couldn't even find a suitable reason. Just as he was racking his brains, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and couldn't help but sigh, thinking to himself, "Well, he probably doesn't want to see me either, so why should I make a fool of myself? Rather than showing up abruptly and annoying her, I'd better wait until nightfall, after she's sound asleep, and then quietly go to her."
At this moment, Qin Yaoyao, like a young girl secluded in her chamber, was completely unaware that her beloved Yanxi was about to arrive. If she had known, she would probably have waited patiently like the woman on the Waiting-for-Husband Rock.
At this moment, Qin Yaoyao was immersed in a beautiful dream of her tryst with her brother Yanxi. In her dream, she found herself on an endless grassland, a vast expanse devoid of human presence. A sense of unease crept into Qin Yaoyao's mind. Why had her brother Yanxi, who had just been pouring out his heart to her, vanished in the blink of an eye? Were all his sweet words lies? No, that was impossible. Anyone in the world could deceive her, but not her brother Yanxi. But where was he now? Just as Qin Yaoyao was searching desperately, she suddenly heard the sound of hooves approaching from not far behind her, accompanied by the neighing of horses.
Qin Yaoyao turned around abruptly, and the young man before her was like a dazzling star, instantly illuminating her world. The young man rode a fine horse, dashing and elegant, with a radiant smile on his face, like the warm spring sun, making one feel refreshed and joyful.
Qin Yaoyao was momentarily mesmerized, frozen in place. The young man, however, had already reached her, dismounted, and said with a smile, "This horse was placed here early this morning, just to give you a surprise. Do you like it?"
Qin Yaoyao nodded happily and said in a sweet voice, "Yes, I really like it." He Yanxi gazed at Qin Yaoyao and asked gently, "Do you want to learn to ride a horse?" Qin Yaoyao nodded hurriedly like a chick pecking at rice and said eagerly, "Yes, I want to learn, Brother Yanxi, will you teach me?"
Looking into her bright, sparkling eyes, He Yanxi's heart melted. He couldn't refuse and smiled, nodding in agreement. He Yanxi nimbly mounted his horse, gently pulling Qin Yaoyao onto the saddle in front of him. He held the reins, tightly embracing her, the scene resembling an embrace. He Yanxi led her on a few laps across the grass before stopping to rest.
The two sat comfortably side by side. Suddenly, the scene shifted, and they began playing like children, chasing each other with great joy. They then arrived at a bustling street lined with various delicacies and exquisite trinkets. Qin Yaoyao was filled with curiosity about everything, wanting to look at and touch everything. He Yanxi stood quietly to the side, buying anything she glanced at or touched, regardless of its nature, without hesitation. Qin Yaoyao happily pulled He Yanxi around, buying many things, and eventually even had them delivered directly to the Duke's mansion.
The two strolled along, leisurely, as time slipped by unnoticed. Night had fallen before He Yanxi escorted her back to her residence. At the gate, Qin Yaoyao turned gracefully, like a joyful little deer, and asked He Yanxi, "Will you come to play with me again tomorrow?" He Yanxi nodded earnestly, replying, "Yes, tomorrow I will take you to see something mysterious." Hearing this, Qin Yaoyao's joy was palpable. She skipped and hopped like a nimble jade rabbit, happily returning to her residence.
After that, Qin Yaoyao and He Yanxi were inseparable, playing and laughing together every day. Several months later, He Yanxi looked at Qin Yaoyao with deep affection and said softly, "Yao'er, would you be willing to marry me?" Qin Yaoyao replied shyly, "Of course I would. I have already expressed my feelings." He Yanxi was overjoyed and continued, "Then I will humbly request my elder brother to grant us this marriage tomorrow, is that alright?" Qin Yaoyao was overjoyed and replied like a spring flower in full bloom, "That would be wonderful, of course."
In her dream, He Yanxi, holding the imperial decree for their marriage, arrived like a celestial being descending. Their marriage proceeded smoothly, everything was perfect. On their wedding day, a long procession of red bridal procession stretched for miles, drums and music filled the air, a scene of extraordinary grandeur, like a scene from a prosperous era.
After Qin Yaoyao entered the Prince's mansion and completed her wedding ceremony with He Yanxi, she was escorted back to her boudoir. She waited anxiously, and finally, light footsteps approached, followed by the gentle opening of the door. He Yanxi, like a spring breeze, walked to her and gently lifted her red veil. Their eyes met, filled with tender affection, and time seemed to stand still. Their gazes were like magnets, drawing them closer and closer, until they could feel each other's breath. Just as they were about to kiss, Qin Yaoyao suddenly felt a strange itch on her face, like a gentle breeze caressing tender buds. At the same time, that familiar, cool fragrance, like a clear spring, flowed into her nostrils, and her consciousness gradually returned.
Meanwhile, time seemed to stretch endlessly, dragging on until late at night. He Yanxi, as if walking on thin ice, repeatedly confirmed that Qin Yaoyao had fallen asleep and wouldn't wake up anytime soon before tiptoeing into the room like a cat. Entering the room, he moved with the lightest touch, as if afraid of disturbing a flower fairy, and slowly made his way to the bedside. Finally, like a falling leaf, He Yanxi gently sat down on the edge of the bed, gazing at the sleeping woman before him with a look of deep affection and tenderness.
Gazing at Qin Yaoyao's angelic, peaceful sleeping face, a faint smile like a spring breeze lingering on her lips, He Yanxi was mesmerized, his gaze seemingly drawn by a magnet, unable to look away for a long time. He thought to himself, "Yao'er, oh Yao'er, how should I treat you? Do you really still harbor feelings for that guy He Mingwen?" A series of questions flooded his mind like a tide, leaving He Yanxi troubled and confused, yet he didn't know where to begin.
Are you currently lost in a beautiful dream? Is the person in your dream truly He Mingwen? Sang Ye once said you were troubled by nightmares; was that just a lie? He Yanxi gazed at Qin Yaoyao's radiant smile, as bright as spring blossoms, and unconsciously reached out to gently stroke her delicate, peach-blossom-like cheek. However, at that moment, Qin Yaoyao suddenly smelled a familiar, cool fragrance, as subtle as a delicate orchid. She slowly opened her hazy eyes, gazing dreamily towards the bedside, her gaze landing precisely on the figure that haunted her dreams.
Qin Yaoyao thought that this sudden change would make her dream brother Yanxi leave like a frightened bird. However, to her surprise, he was still there. Could it be that fate had arranged for their story to continue?