latelenovela Chapter 213 Dreamland
Chapter 213 Dreamland
Xiu Jin dreamed of that woman again.
As usual, she sat by the well, singing the soulful ballad.
As soon as I opened the window in the dream, the well appeared in the center of the garden in front of the window.
The woman's condition was also getting worse and worse, from her previous young girlish appearance to her haggard appearance like an old woman, her skin was wrinkled as if it had been soaked in water for a long time.
I kept dreaming about this woman for several days in a row, and even my cousin, who had never been exposed to this kind of thing, noticed that something was wrong.
The woman's voice was becoming increasingly hoarse. She could clearly sense the malice and omnipresent gaze contained in it.
And now she was no longer satisfied with just appearing outside the window of the dream room, and the distance from her bed was approaching at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The next day.
Today, my cousin refused Cui'er's offer to put on makeup and came to pay her respects to the eldest lady with a pale and weak face.
When the first wife helped Xiujin up, she was shocked: "Xiujin, what happened to you, Wanping! Go get a doctor!"
The cousin's originally rosy cheeks now seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost, revealing a heart-wrenching paleness.
The blue blood vessels faintly visible under the skin spread on the almost transparent skin, as if the vitality of life is being drained away from this face bit by bit.
Her eyes were sunken, surrounded by a dark circle, and her eyes were empty, flickering from time to time.
"Aunt, I..."
The cousin told the eldest wife in detail about her dreams over the past few days.
Almost instantly, the eldest wife's face changed. She stood up suddenly, with a hint of hidden fear in her eyes.
The eldest wife dismissed everyone and only left her trusted maid. After much hesitation, she told her cousin everything she knew.
It turned out that a few years ago, the master had a fourth concubine, who was only two years older than my cousin and was the youngest concubine in the entire mansion.
The fourth concubine had a lively personality and was young and pretty. She was quite favored by the master during the time she entered the mansion.
But soon, the elderly master preferred gentle and considerate women and neglected the fourth concubine.
This is nothing, the mansion is managed by the eldest wife, and no one is idle enough to take action against a concubine who has fallen out of favor, but this fourth concubine just can't sit still.
Late one night, a servant accidentally discovered the fourth concubine having a tryst with a man while fetching water. The news spread throughout the mansion, and the master, in a rage, threw the fourth concubine into the well and announced to the public that she committed suicide out of fear of punishment.
The eldest wife frowned: "I advised the master to drive the girl out, but..."
The identity of the other protagonist involved has already destroyed the fourth concubine's way of survival.
The man who had a secret meeting with the fourth concubine was the second young master born to the second concubine. After this incident, he was also sent abroad for safety.
In fact, there are many hidden stories in this.
According to the servants around the Fourth Concubine, it was the Second Young Master who first seduced and hinted at the Fourth Concubine, and after repeated gestures of goodwill and semi-forced tactics, she had no choice but to comply.
After the matter was exposed, the second young master not only completely denied the facts, but also put all the responsibility on the fourth concubine.
The lies that were once sworn to be together were completely torn apart, revealing a disgusting face.
The master would naturally side with his son, let alone when facing a woman he didn't like very much?
A few months after the incident, sounds of a woman crying and laughing could be heard from the room that the servants called the Fourth Concubine.
What's worse, when he got up at night, he saw the figure of the fourth concubine wandering around the well.
The rumors of ghosts became more and more intense, and the room over there gradually became abandoned.
After hearing the whole story, Xiu Jin became even more panicked because she truly realized that the person haunting her was the ghost of an innocent person who died an unjust death.
"What should I do, aunt? You have to save me. I sympathize with this concubine's experience, but I clearly did nothing..."
Her eyes instantly turned red, her shoulders shook violently, and tears burst out like a flood.
Every sob was accompanied by the rise and fall of the body.
She held the delicate handkerchief tightly in her hand, her knuckles turning white from the force, but she could not suppress the sadness in her heart.
The cousin's lips trembled slightly. She wanted to speak, but her throat was choked by sobs and she could only utter intermittent and broken syllables.
Those clear eyes, now filled with endless panic, looked straight ahead, and the lingering ghost seemed to appear before her again.
Xiu Jin's hair was a little messy, with a few strands falling in front of her forehead, swaying gently as she sobbed.
The cheongsam, which originally fitted her well, now appeared a little wrinkled due to her trembling body.
The sudden burst of acting skills not only stunned the audience, but also the two actors who played the eldest wife and the third young master who had already left the stage were heartbroken.
The eldest wife hugged Xiu Jin lovingly, patting her back to comfort her:
"My good girl, today I will find a man to take away the evil spirit for you! Don't stay there tonight, come and stay in the room next to my aunt."
The cousin wiped her tears with a handkerchief and bowed solemnly: "Thank you for your love, aunt. I will always remember your kindness to Xiujin."
The eldest wife invited the cousin to stay for a meal, and after instructing the maidservants around her about the relocation, she hurriedly left the house and went up the mountain to personally invite the famous local Taoist priest.
This wait lasted for seven hours.
Xu Shi.
Xiu Jin came to the room arranged by the eldest concubine and went to bed early.
Although her sleep duration had been normal since she entered the mansion, during the days when she was pestered by the Fourth Concubine, she had dreams every day, and when she woke up, she felt as if she had stayed up all night and her whole body was weak.
Now that I think about it, it must be that my energy was sucked away.
Almost instantly, Xiu Jin fell into a dream, and sure enough, she did not dream of the woman singing by the well again.
Xiu Jin could clearly feel the joy she felt in her dream.
"Wanqing?"
Who is this?
“Wanqing! Wanqing! Here, here! I’m here!”
very noisy.
Xiu Jin turned around and saw a man in a dark blue gown waving at her, half of his face hidden in the shadows.
The man stood on the bridge. This bridge was very familiar. It was the arch bridge where the third young master stayed when he sent him back to his room.
A strong resistance suddenly arose in her heart, and she turned around and wanted to leave, but the faded mansion around her suddenly exuded a foul-smelling black fog from all directions, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.
The man noticed her resistance, his infatuated expression changed, and he ran over with a ferocious look and twisted her arm: "What are you resisting?! Am I not better looking than that old man?!"
Xiu Jin wisely stopped struggling. The strange thing was that, although it was just a dream, she could still feel the pain of being pulled for a moment, and her mind and consciousness were very clear.
She knew that the person in front of her might be the second young master mentioned by the eldest concubine.
Everything that is going on now should be what the fourth concubine experienced back then.
What did she want to tell her?