Chapter 44 Lu Buwen: Because you have two husbands.
The person in his arms trembled incessantly, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on their foreheads from the nightmare. Jiang Yu felt as if he had lost something precious, and he was immersed in grief, tormenting himself again and again, trying to get it back.
Shen Qinggui's hand was gripped tightly by him, the other's strength was so great that it was as if he wanted to tear off the warm flesh, as if only then could he completely possess him.
He wanted to take over, which should have made Shen Qinggui happy, but Jiang Yu kept calling out "Shen Jiuxu's" name, which made him feel a little like a cuckoo taking over someone else's nest.
Shen Qinggui knew that there was something wrong with his thinking, but he just couldn't change it. He was jealous of the name that Jiang Yu kept mentioning, even though the person who called that name was his former self.
He didn't know if Jiang Yu still liked him now that he had changed, nor did he know if Jiang Yu still missed the old Shen Jiuxu, the innocent and naive Sect Master Shen who used to call him "Brother Jiang Yu" and commanded a huge following in Shen Wuke's eyes.
But Shen Qinggui is now just a tree.
He lost his previous memories and became fearful and uneasy. Even though Jiang Yu married this person named "Shen Qinggui" in front of everyone, people would still talk about how well-matched Shen Jiuxu and Jiang Yu were, and recall their carefree and happy times.
No matter what is mentioned, the name Shen Qinggui is always placed after Shen Jiuxu. He has always been subordinate to Sect Master Shen. He even feels that in Jiang Yu's heart, the person he likes has always been the one from before.
He would do all sorts of things with her because of this face that looked exactly like Shen Jiuxu's. Shen Qinggui sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Jiang Yu's thin back, and the restless thoughts in his heart were bursting out.
Jiang Yu was in a daze, only able to see the figure in black in front of him, completely unaware of the large swathes of branches behind him reaching out and baring their claws.
In the dim candlelight, the branches looked like a huge cage, enveloping the thin person on the bed.
"Jiuxu, kiss me." He seemed to have woken up from a dream and fallen into another dream, only this one was a beautiful dream.
Shen Qinggui was covered in Jiang Yu's scent. The two of them were completely reversed this time. But when he thought that Jiang Yu was so enthusiastic, but his heart was not thinking about him at all, the awkward feeling of wanting to imprison him and possess him became even stronger.
"Jiang Yu, open your eyes and see clearly who I am." Shen Qinggui placed one hand on Jiang Yu's chin, making him raise his eyes so that he could see only himself.
"Nine Hours".
These two words were like the final fuse, igniting the anger in Shen Qinggui's heart. Unfortunately, some people are oblivious to their own illness, clinging to the other with all their might, "Jiuxu, my husband..."
"Did you always like to call him that?"
Shen Qinggui was furious. He let go of Jiang Yu's hand and pressed his body against hers, with only a piece of paper between them.
The branches seemed to sense the old tree's thoughts, and they all hid to one side, secretly surging towards Jiang Yu's lower back, pushing him towards the tree.
My vision is even blurrier.
Jiang Yu saw two Shen Jiuxus, both dressed in the same clothes. One stood to his left and the other to his right, all four eyes staring at him as if they wanted to devour him whole.
"You...how come you've gotten so many?"
Jiang Yu bit his lip and reached out to touch Shen Jiuxu on his right, but his body was pulled back by the person on his left. Strong, slender arms wrapped around his waist, making it hard for him to breathe.
Her body was already burning hot, and although she had taken medicine, it hadn't completely cooled down. Two tall figures surrounded her on the left and right, and the heat emanating from them made Jiang Yu's face flush red. Her eyes were like crushed hibiscus petals, with tears welling up inside, clearly reflecting the two figures.
"Because you have two husbands."
Shen Qinggui looked at himself opposite him. Although it was a flower bud he had created himself, and every move he made was under his control, Shen Jiuxu still felt a strange sense of division deep in his heart.
"I have...two husbands?"
Jiang Yu repeated the sentence, looking at the two of them with a blank expression, seemingly a little embarrassed, and whispered, "But what if I'm all alone? I can't split into two."
Hearing this, Shen Qinggui's irritable heart softened, almost melting into a puddle of water. He bent down to find Jiang Yu's lips.
The "Chen Jiuxu" that had been transformed from a flower bud could only stand still in place. Jiang Yu, who was being kissed so passionately that she was completely mesmerized. Her fingers twitched slightly, and when her cool skin touched his hand, she suddenly snapped back to reality and realized that there seemed to be another husband of hers standing next to her.
“There’s one more.” Jiang Yu tugged at Shen Qinggui’s sleeve, then tilted his head and rubbed against the spot where Shen Jiuxu’s clothes had been torn open during the violent movement. “What about him?”
Jiang Yu, who was delirious due to fever and dreaming, did not forget his principle of fairness. The "one should not favor one over another" principle he learned from the classics made him feel deeply guilty and regretful. Soon, tears streamed down his face again, and the only shirt he was wearing was soaked once more.
Shen Qinggui was considerate and took off his clothes and threw them under the bed. Several pieces of clothing were wasted over the course of the night, so he simply stopped giving them to him and stuffed him naked into the bedding.
"Then it'll just be me, okay?"
Shen Qinggui coaxed him softly, patiently guiding him as if the person on the bed were a three-year-old child who did not yet understand right and wrong and needed his guidance, leading him step by step to a place called "Shen Qinggui".
"no."
Jiang Yu struggled to hold up two fingers as he watched the two figures swaying back and forth in front of him. "You...you are two people, I...I want them both."
"Yeah?"
Shen Jiuxu's voice was interrogative, but when he thought of Jiang Yu being a mentally unstable patient, he had to put aside those inappropriate thoughts and ideas.
Once he recovers, he'll deal with this person properly.
As the sunlight outside gradually faded and the weather cooled down, Lian Quesheng, upon learning that Jiang Yu was ill in the morning, immediately told Lian Chisu about it and then began to busy himself with various tasks.
He hadn't returned for a long time, but as the sect leader's son, his status was naturally not to be underestimated. Even Chisu intended to train him, so she specifically entrusted him with many tasks.
Lian Quesheng wanted to quit for the hundredth time.
"Can anyone even understand this?" he shouted inside the hall. "I want to get out, Mother, please stop forcing me, okay?"
Lian Chisu watched as he almost rolled on the ground. Although she was furious, she finally gave in and let him rest for half an incense stick's time before looking at the files of Bailuzhou over the years.
"Mother, am I really your biological son?"
Lian Quesheng suddenly lay down on the ground, covering his face with a book. "You know I've never been interested in these densely packed words since I was a child, and I can't get into them. If you want a son who ascends to heaven at a young age, I can try my best."
What are we trying to achieve?
"If you try and find you don't have the talent, you shouldn't have any more expectations." After saying that, Lian Quesheng rolled away, rolling all the way to Xi Chuang's side and using his clothes to cover his face.
"You little brat, I'll beat you to death."
Lian Chisu was furious and was about to make a move when she heard the sound of a wheelchair rolling outside. Lian Quesheng also jumped up and stood obediently.
Xi Chuang found it amusing that the group of people were watching respectfully as a man in a wheelchair was wheeled in.
"father."
The newcomer was Lu Buwen. In his youth, he loved to travel around, but his cultivation level was not high, probably because all his talent was put into business. Later, he injured his leg in an accident and could only live in a wheelchair.
"You have trouble walking and you rushed back in such a hurry. You can't even run!" Lian Chisu glared at him, but still took the handrail from him. "You took three days to travel back in one day. Aren't you tired?"
"With Madam and Quesheng on my mind, how can I be tired?" Lu Buwen has become much more mature over the years than when he was young. Even Quesheng, who hadn't seen him for a long time, was a little unaccustomed to it. "Father, when did you start speaking so formally?"
"Shut up."
Lu Buwen seemed to have become a different person in an instant. He couldn't calm down whenever he saw Lian Quesheng. He slapped him on the head and said, "What are you doing out gallivanting all day? You never even come back to see your mother and me!"
Lian Quesheng felt that his previous idea was completely wrong and retorted loudly, "Isn't my unruly nature just like yours? Besides, how could that be considered fooling around? It was clearly a gathering of several outstanding individuals."
"Jiang Yu can testify to this."
Lian Quesheng added one last sentence to avoid his father thinking he was lying: "It's just that Jiang Yu is sick and that's why he didn't come. You can ask him yourself tomorrow when he's better."
Upon hearing Jiang Yu's name, Lu Buwen fell silent, tapping his fingertips lightly on the armrest of his wheelchair a few times. "Quesheng, go see Young Master Jiang. Your mother and I have some things to discuss. I brought some medicinal herbs with me this time. Please deliver them to him while you're at it. Although a fever is a minor matter, it shouldn't be taken lightly."
Lu Buwen clapped his hands, and several guards suddenly appeared outside the door. There was a huge box in the open space behind it, filled with all kinds of medicinal herbs. Even Lian Quesheng, who was used to being extravagant, was surprised by this.
"Dad, where did you get so many precious things?"
There probably isn't anyone sick in their family, so they don't need these rare medicinal herbs at all.
"Why worry about so much? Just go when I tell you to." Lian Quesheng could only leave awkwardly after being told that.
"The Soul-Remembering Grass has been found." Seeing that everyone had disappeared, Lu Buwen spoke to his wife beside him, "Those lads are so bold, daring to fabricate an identity as Shen Qinggui in front of so many people?"
"It's probably because of Quesheng that people are led astray."
Achoo!
Lian Quesheng rubbed his nose, feeling like someone was talking about him. He walked to the courtyard where Jiang Yu lived, intending to knock on the door before going in, but unexpectedly found the two of them fighting in the courtyard.
To be more precise, it should be said that Jiang Yu was unilaterally beating Shen Qinggui, and Shen Qinggui neither fought back nor talked back, like a child who had done something wrong, standing there obediently.
He looked closer and noticed a paper figure next to him. It clearly bore three large characters: Shen Jiuxu.
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Author's Note: The countdown to the tree branch regaining its memories has begun. [Newbie]
[Please][Please][Please], I'll try to update again tomorrow. I didn't touch the keyboard all day at the hospital, and now that I'm back in the dorm, it's about to explode from typing.
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