Chapter 64 Chapter 64 She shouldn’t be a toy to be manipulated…
When Jiang Wu returned to Hengwu Garden, the sky was already turning pale. The maids in groups of three or four had to clean up the fallen leaves and flowers and boil water to prepare breakfast before the master woke up.
Yu Shu was knocked unconscious last night. When Tan Yun woke up, he did not see his wife sleeping in the room. His heart skipped a beat and he realized that something must have happened to his wife!
I felt even more disgusted with myself and blamed myself. Why couldn't they be more careful, more careful? Otherwise, the lady wouldn't have gotten into trouble.
But they knew now was not the time to blame themselves; the most urgent task was to find the lady as soon as possible. They had considered asking the adults for help, but when they thought about the adults' recent attitude towards the lady, they were in a dilemma.
If the master really knew that the lady was missing, he would not care whether she was kidnapped or not. He would only think that the lady was fickle and would divorce her and drive her out without hesitation.
In fact, until now, Yu Shu still doesn't understand why the Prime Minister seemed like a different person in just a few days.
Now the adult gave her the feeling that the adult was not really an adult, but a fake that looked very similar to the adult.
Just as they were about to go out to look for someone, they saw Jiang Wu, who was in a dishevel and had traces of smoke and fire on his face, climbing over the wall.
"Shh, keep your voice down! Do you want everyone to know?" Jiang Wu quickly covered Yu Shu's mouth with her hand when she was about to speak. She then said to the usually calm Tan Yun, "Go get some hot water for me to bathe in, and then get some food."
Only when her mouth was loosened did Yu Shu dare to believe that the Madam was really in front of her. Her nose felt sore and tears fell. "Madam, where have you been just now? Do you know how worried I was about you?"
"I couldn't sleep, so I went out for a walk. I didn't expect to make you worry. I was wrong this time. I promise there won't be a next time." Jiang Wu didn't intend to tell the truth, because it was useless to say it, and it would only make one more person scared.
Soon, the hot water and breakfast that Jiang Wu ordered were served.
After taking a shower, Jiang Wu had no appetite, so he climbed onto the bed, closed his eyes and went to sleep.
As soon as she fell asleep, she had a dream.
There was no one in the dream, but I came to the blank room where I dreamed for the first time and there was an option about Song Jinye.
Jiang Wu knew very well that Song Jin had also died in the fire last night, and only his ashes were left. Why did these options still appear? Why did they appear?
Just as Jiang Wu was trying to figure it out, one of the options flashed, and then the scene around her changed in a dizzying moment.
When she opened her eyes, she found that she was not in Hengwu Garden, nor was it the blank white room with only three options, nor was it the scenes in her previous dreams, but a completely new place.
And in this dream, she is no longer the subject, but rather a bystander.
This dream tells the story of a neighbor who is no longer satisfied with just spying on the newly widowed woman next door, and begins to blend in little by little, invading the widow's life.
The neighbor was like the wet moss growing in the dark corner, or like a cold snake hiding in the shadows. He would sneak into the widow's yard at night while she was asleep, and kiss her feet, hands, and finally the red lips that had haunted him for a long time with a perverted look on his face.
For several days in a row, when he came, the widow fell into a deep sleep and did not wake up, which undoubtedly made him bolder.
The widow always felt heavy after falling asleep recently, thinking it was caused by excessive fatigue. After going to bed early one day, she suddenly felt thirsty in the middle of the night and wanted to get up to drink water. She saw a man standing beside her bed, holding the clothes she had changed today and sniffing them with an obsessed look on his face.
With the help of the dim moonlight coming in from the window, the widow could see clearly that the man holding her dirty clothes and smelling them in ecstasy was none other than Mr. Song who lived next door.
I was suddenly startled and my hands and feet turned cold.
Mr. Song didn't expect her to wake up suddenly. His face flushed and he was about to explain that he was not a pervert. When the widow was about to call for help, he acted first and rationally covered her mouth. As a result, his clothes were slightly messy and his breathing became slightly heavier.
It was late at night, and they were alone. Mr. Song looked at the woman beneath him, who was still so beautiful even when she was angry. His Adam's apple rolled, and he raised his hand to caress her face with obsession. "Wanwan, your husband is gone now, and I haven't married yet. I have liked you for a long time. How about you and I live together?"
"Don't worry, I will treat you well and will never do anything like that."
If the widow didn't have the same face as Jiang Wu, and even the neighbor looked exactly like Song Jin, Jiang Wu could still convince himself that he was watching a play excerpt.
However, if they had faces like hers, she would refuse to love them too much. Furthermore, Jiang Wu discovered that if they weren't covered in a thick layer of code, she would be just as good as looking at a pornographic picture.
The following plot is a forced and restricted plot in which the widow escapes and the neighbor chases her. In the end, the widow becomes pregnant after getting addicted to it, and the neighbor becomes the top scholar and marries the widow in a sedan chair.
Before Jiang Wu could recover from this incredible story, his vision blurred again.
When the dizziness wore off, she found herself in a room lit only by a few candles.
As the door opened, she saw Song Jin walking in, also wearing a moon-white disciple uniform. "She," who was also chained to the bed, looked over, eyes full of resentment, and a hoarse voice. "Evil disciple, do you know what you are doing? Why don't you let me go? Do you really want to betray your master and ancestors?"
"Master, you know, you make my heart beat faster now than when you were high and mighty on the podium." Song Jin also looked obsessively at the woman who was glaring at him with disappointment, his master.
"Master, I love you so much, why are you never willing to look at me more than once?"
"How can your fiancé compare to me? Why would you rather choose such a useless loser than me!" At the end of his words, Song Jinye's expression gradually became crazy and distorted, and he pinched her chin.
"Master, you are mine. You can only be mine. No one else can take you away from me."
The following developments were full of restrictions of plunder and robbery. Even with mosaics, Jiang Wu still felt nauseous when reading them.
The most disgusting thing is that after all this, why did "she" finally compromise and fall in love with the man who imprisoned her, abused her, and ruined her life.
When the familiar feeling of dizziness came over him, Jiang Wu knew it was time to change the scene again.
And this should be the plot in the last option, which inexplicably made her feel uncomfortable and stuffy in her chest.
But this time there is not one Song Jinye, but two.
Inevitably, Jiang Wu's mind suddenly thought of the tiger and wolf words he had seen, just two of them.
Compared with the first two, the third dream was simply disgusting. It was like there was a mouthful of phlegm stuck in the throat, which could not be spit out or swallowed. Even Jiang Wu, who always prided himself on the preciousness of life, could not help but want "her" to die immediately after seeing the end.
It is far better to die than to live and be abused and humiliated by those two beasts.
Until the dreams represented by the three options all ended and turned into dust and disappeared before my eyes, a large screen suddenly appeared in front of me.
Scrolling on it were words that looked quite strange and incomplete to Jiang Wu.
Madam, please write quickly. I’m hungry and need to eat!
"I kept shipping Song and Jiang while I was reading the book. Even though they weren't together in the main story, this fanfiction is so delicious! I want to devour it!"
"Why is there so little fan-made food for me? There are only three of them. Please, ma'am, cook quickly!"
"The plot of the twins is so cool, it's so cool that it makes my scalp tingle. I envy Jiang Wu for eating so well."
"I was so moved that I cried after watching the end. Jiang Wu is so pitiful. I will swear to follow the cooking made by my wife to the death!"
Jiang Wu looked at the comments scrolling past her eyes one after another. Although she didn't understand what the so-called fan food was, her intuition told her that the dreams she had might be related to them.
Maybe even she is just a character that they can play with at will. Just because she is a paper man in their words, can they be high and mighty and play with, control and destroy her life at will?
Why!
Jiang Wu, whose bony fingers were clenched almost white, woke up from his dream in anger. He bit his lower lip until it bled, and his body was shaking slightly with anger.
She thought she had slept for a long time, but when her eyes fell on the funnel used for timing beside the bed, she realized that she had only slept for less than half an hour.
At this moment, Jiang Wu was physically tired, but his spirit was extremely excited due to anger.
Because she discovered that the reason her husband suddenly turned into another person was because of them.
That day she saw many people in her dream with faces similar to hers, but they were not her. Could they be the her in the fan fictions that people talked about?
No, it shouldn't be called her in the fan fiction. It should be said that those people used her body to conquer Xie Ji, and the moral ones would use her skin to conquer Xie Ji.
If they are immoral, they will not use her skin, but any character in the book as they say.
Among them, Changle was the one who was ensnared the most. The disgusting and despicable ones would deliberately use men like Xie Yu, Gao Lang, or He Shiyan to capture Xie Ji, just to satisfy their twisted and perverted psychology.
"Madam, why don't you sleep a little longer?" Yu Shu, who came in with a bunch of plum blossoms, saw that Madam had woken up and couldn't help but feel worried. "Madam, did you have a nightmare?"
Jiang Wu, whose body was drenched in cold sweat, shook his head and put his hand on his brow. "Pour me a glass of water."
"promise."
After drinking a cup of warm water, Jiang Wu's chaotic sea of consciousness gradually became clear.
It was not until now that she understood what Master Wu meant by what he said to her. If their passage to this world was not closed, they would be like endless tea bugs.
And who can guarantee that the next body to be occupied will not be yours?
But how to shut down the channel becomes a new problem.
After thinking it over, Jiang Wu had no choice but to have someone harness the carriage and decided to go to Yuanyin Temple again.
Just as she was about to step out of the courtyard, she was stopped by the maid outside with a stern face, "Madam, the Prime Minister has ordered that you are not allowed to take a single step out of the courtyard until you kowtow and apologize to the princess."
Jiang Wu didn't care about her attitude, but asked, "Is my husband at home?"
The old woman didn't understand why she asked this, and replied with a frown: "The Prime Minister is on a day off today, so he is of course here."
"You ask your husband to come to me and tell him that I know I was wrong and that I will kowtow and apologize to the princess later. But I'm worried that I might say something wrong because I'm not good with my words, so I want your husband to come over."
The old woman did not suspect anything and immediately sent someone to tell the prime minister about it.
Xie Ji, who was painting at his desk, put down his brush after hearing the servant's message. He pondered for a moment before saying slowly, "Did she really say that?"
The servant who delivered the message nodded heavily, "It's absolutely true. They said that Madam is in a very bad state, and she seems to be really afraid of being abandoned by her master."
"Okay, since she wants to see me, there's nothing wrong with me going to see her." But she'd better not have any unnecessary fantasies about this.
Xie Ji had just arrived at Hengwu Garden when the soft snow that had finally stopped fell again. The thick and dense snow weighed down the dry and withered branches, making them unable to bear the weight and falling down with a rustling sound.
All the maids in Hengwu Garden had been evacuated, and it was so quiet that only the sound of falling snow could be heard.
The door was wide open. Jiang Wu, who was sitting inside, saw him coming and stood up to greet him with a smile, "Since my husband is here, why don't you come in and sit down."
Jiang Wu rubbed her hands helplessly, seeing that he was unmoved, her eyebrows drooped, "Could it be that my husband has become so fed up that he won't even step into my room?"
Hearing this, Xie Ji could only go in with a frown.
After he sat down, Jiang Wu attentively handed him the freshly brewed tea, "Husband, please try it. This is the tea I brewed especially for you."
Everything she did was like a woman who was not favored by her husband and was trying every means to be humble and submissive to gain his favor.
Xie Ji, who hadn't sat down yet, glanced coldly at the cup of steaming tea. "Did you come to me just to have some tea?"
Jiang Wu seemed unable to understand his hidden meaning and hung her head in grievance, "My husband, why don't you drink this tea? Do you think my cooking skills are not good enough?"
Xie Ji, with one hand behind his back, was about to tell her that she should be self-aware when he felt a sharp pain at the back of his head.
Before he could react, he felt another sharp pain at the back of his head, and this time the force was so strong that it seemed to knock his brains out.
When he turned around swayingly, he saw Jiang Wu holding a stick and smiling coldly at him.
Before he could curse her as a bitch, his body went limp, his vision went dark, and he collapsed to the ground.
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