The End of the Dream

As the carriage was moving, Master Cheng was really bored. Having read a lot of legendary novels, he had already filled in a complete life story for Xu Shulou in his mind - since he was so familiar with horses, he must have been born into a horse-breeding family outside the Great Wall. Later, perhaps something happened to his family and he ended up living in a brothel. Now he has escaped with his sisters.

For this reason, he specifically instructed his servants not to inquire about their past so as not to bring up other people's sad memories.

The last time Xu Shulou was treated like a fragile porcelain doll was when his body became smaller and he was held in the arms of his junior sister. At this moment, Master Cheng and his party were not as exaggerated as that, but they were still a little cautious when talking to her, as if they were afraid of touching her sensitive spots.

In the evening, it started to drizzle. When they stopped to find a cave to make a fire and rest, Xu Shulou said to his junior sister, "The atmosphere seems a little weird. How about I just confess my identity to them?"

Bai Roushuang held her chin in her hand and said, "It doesn't really make any difference. You see, if they knew you were the notorious Xu Shulou in the cultivation world, they would also have to be careful when talking to you."

Xu Shulou laughed: "My bad reputation has not spread to the mortal world yet."

Having said that, she did not dwell on it any longer. It happened that a fire had been lit over there, and Master Cheng invited them to warm themselves by the fire. The two of them went over and gathered in front of the fire. The book boy also gave everyone hot tea to warm their hands.

The drizzle outside soon turned into heavy rain, one wave after another, splashing a layer of white mist on the ground. The mountains and trees in the distance were shrouded in a haze, and the wild flowers outside the cave were beaten to pieces.

Little Master Cheng looked at himself in the mirror and sang a poem: "Half a lifetime of duckweed followed the flowing water, a cold rain buried the famous flower, am I not the famous flower that will be destroyed by the rain?"

Everyone present was shocked and speechless at these words.

Bai Roushuang leaned close to her senior sister's ear and whispered, "Our eldest nephew is quite sentimental."

After reciting the sad poem, Master Xiao Cheng turned around and looked at everyone, as if waiting for someone to comfort him. Xu Shulou, who was closest to him, silently handed him the cup in his hand and said, "Drink more hot tea."

“…”

After a while, the guard beside the fire broke the silence: "I miss my wife."

The sad atmosphere disappeared, Master Cheng drank some hot tea, and went to sleep mumbling.

Xu Shulou offered to keep watch, and Bai Roushuang yawned and insisted on accompanying her.

Xu Shulou let her rest on his lap and chatted with her idly.

"When I was a kid, I particularly liked rainy days," Xu Shulou said, looking at the rain curtain. "My father always said that there are two kinds of people who like rainy days. One is the farmers in the dry season, and the other is the rich idlers like me who have nothing to do and don't have to go out to work on rainy days."

"Isn't your father... quite clear?"

"Understanding doesn't mean you can do it well."

Xu Shulou stretched out his hand to catch the raindrops, and soon a small puddle of rainwater accumulated in his palm.

Bai Roushuang raised her eyes and looked at her: "Now, do you still like it?"

"I like it. Spring thunder, winter snow, summer rain, and autumn wind, they are all very pleasing to the eye," Xu Shulou smiled. "Maybe Master Cheng has made me a little sentimental today."

Bai Roushuang fell asleep to the sound of continuous rain and the soft voice of her senior sister. In her dream, there was a warm red stove and rain hitting the withered lotus leaves.

When everyone woke up, it was already dawn in the east, the clouds had cleared and the air was filled with the freshness that comes only after the rain. Bai Roushuang had a very sweet sleep, and now she stretched out contentedly, packed her bags with everyone, and set off again.

Xu Shulou had been on guard the previous night, so everyone asked her to rest for a while in the carriage. She did not refuse the kindness, and gradually fell asleep in the bumpy carriage.

She had a dream, or rather a sequel to a previous dream.

She seemed to have skipped many plots and dreamed of the ending of the dream.

This may sound strange and awkward to say, but she saw herself in the dream wearing a festive red robe, standing beside Lu Beichen, with a red carpet under her feet, the sound of stringed instruments ringing in her ears, and people constantly saying something like "Congratulations, Sect Leader".

Looking up, the main hall of Lingxiao Gate was a sea of ​​red, with red gauze hanging on the beams, red candles burning in front of the tables, and lanterns hanging in front of the hall. It was clearly the setting for a wedding hall.

Is this a wedding? Is she going to marry Lu Beichen? But...what about Bai Roushuang?

Who is the leader? Could it be that Xu Shulou in the dream became the leader and forcibly abducted the civilian Lu Beichen? This shouldn't be the case...

She soon realized that she was overthinking.

In a blink of an eye, two more women in wedding gowns were supported by the matchmaker and entered the room, their faces covered with red veils that were not commonly used in the world of cultivation. She felt a little strange, but after thinking about it, it was a dream world, so what was so strange? Lu Beichen here had three wives and four concubines, which was rare in the world of cultivation, and he had not been beaten to death.

After the two of them entered the door, Xu Shulou in the dream took the initiative to step back and gave up his seat with his head lowered.

So this is a... multi-person wedding? Several couples getting married together?

As the bridesmaid spoke the eulogy, Xu Shulou finally understood that there were not just a few newlyweds. Lu Beichen was going to marry two concubines at the same time. As for her, she was just a concubine. When Lu Beichen and his two concubines were worshipping heaven and earth, she knelt down behind them and kowtowed a few times, and that was considered as marriage.

This is so outrageous that it makes you want to laugh.

Xu Shulou saw Bai Roushuang standing in front of the guests and suddenly realized that Bai Roushuang was not included in the two concubines. She was the wife of the main wife who had already married into the family, not a concubine. Behind her stood more than ten beautiful women, including the emperor's daughter Xiao Ya, Luo Fusheng from the Hehuan Sect, two little foxes, and other familiar faces. They all had their own looks and temperaments, and their dresses were light pink and light yellow, and they were fragrant. When they gathered together, they were really eye-catching. At this time, they were congratulating each other in a delicate voice.

Bai Roushuang's face was full of smiles, which were gentle and appropriate, and it seemed that she was truly happy that her husband had married.

Xu Shulou suddenly felt very bored. The dream clearly started out as a story about Lu and Bai being madly in love, overcoming the obstacles put up by her vicious senior sister, and finally becoming a couple. How come the final ending turned into a happy ending with several women and one husband?

And why is she one of them? Doesn't Lu Beichen hate her? How did the plot jump to this point? How long is the time span?

The crowd who came to watch the ceremony flattered the groom and said flattering and auspicious words, saying that Master Lu was the youngest cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage of this generation, and that he was also extremely handsome, talented and beautiful. No wonder there were so many beautiful girls throwing themselves into his arms.

Lu Beichen smiled complacently, but he still said "I don't deserve it".

Master Lu?

The Lord of Ling Xiao Sect? Since he could get married in the main hall of Ling Xiao Sect, he must be the Lord of Ling Xiao Sect.

Did Ling Li pass the position to Wei Xuandao, and Wei Xuandao passed it to him?

Lu Beichen was holding his two newly married concubines' hands as he accepted everyone's congratulations. Xu Shulou was left alone in the hall with an awkward smile on his face, feeling embarrassed and not knowing what to do.

When Xiao Ya passed by her, she glanced at her and then walked away. It was ironic that both Princess Xu and Princess Xiao entered the backyard of Patriarch Lu.

When Bai Roushuang passed by, she gave her a look of mockery mixed with pity: "Senior sister, you took advantage of the opportunity when your husband was poisoned by the love potion and used your body to help him detoxify. He almost died before he relented and did not care that you were already a fallen woman. He welcomed you into the family as a concubine. Do you feel satisfied now?"

...Okay.

It's normal for dreams to have no logic.

As for storybooks, there are good ones and bad ones.

She saw many people she knew in real life in the crowd, including her fellow disciples, people she had killed, and people she had saved.

In the dream, the only thing these people had in common was that they all thought she was a filthy thing and didn't even want to look at her.

Her attention was fixed on Shen Zhuang's face. This unforgivable criminal who had sutured humans and beasts under the Colosseum was now sitting in the crowd, smiling and drinking like a normal person. No one knew his true face. Her sixth junior brother Ji Ci was sitting with him, talking and laughing, and they seemed to have a good relationship.

There was also the fake owner of Xuanwu Tower. His eyes passed over Luo Fusheng, who was among Lu Beichen's wives and concubines, and he turned around and laughed wildly. Xu Shulou saw that the gift he received on the table beside him was signed by "Gao Zhuo, the owner of Xuanwu Tower affiliated with Lingxiao Sect".

Sitting at the main table were Fan Yang and Fan Zhi. As Lu Beichen's senior teachers, they also accepted everyone's congratulations.

And... Feng Jiuyou and Qi Wutong, one is handsome and the other has a sweet smile, they are truly a perfect match as a couple from gods.

This is truly a despairing dream.

Qi Wutong was holding Bai Roushuang's arm and said, "Madam Rou, Patriarch Lu is a man of great ability, and you can't control him. Having three wives and four concubines is nothing. No matter how many beautiful women come into his house, he still loves you the most. Just don't take it to heart."

Bai Roushuang glanced mysteriously at Feng Jiuyou who was standing behind her and swore to be with her forever. It was unknown whether she cursed her for talking so easily, but she smiled and nodded anyway.

In the dream, Xu Shulou followed Lu Beichen and his two concubines closely. When someone toasted the newlyweds, she just raised her head and drank a glass without paying any attention.

"This thing is really not presentable. It has no manners or accomplishments," she heard people in the crowd talking, "but it has a nice face and is so infatuated. It's not a bad idea to tease it a little."

“…”

I don’t know how many years have passed in the dream. It seems that no one here remembers that Xu Shulou was once a talented cultivator. Now the number one person of this generation is Lu Beichen, and it can only be Lu Beichen.

A young genius, his reputation spread far and wide, the Lord of the Sky, respected by the world.

Lu Beichen embraced a dozen beautiful wives and concubines who came in one after another. With beauties in his arms and power in his hands, he stood on the white jade steps outside the main hall of Lingxiao Gate, listening to the congratulations from the heroes of the world. He was truly in high spirits.

The vivid picture was frozen at this moment. Everyone's faces gradually became blurred and turned into paragraphs of text. Finally, the whole world turned into a ball of ink, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Xu Shulou woke up at this time.

After waking up, all that is left is a sigh for all the dreams.

If this is the true ending of the story, it is really disappointing.