Chapter 30 Nightmare
The couple stayed at Xiahou Mansion tonight, naturally in Luoying Courtyard, the west room where Shen Wangshu had lived before.
The bed here is much smaller than the one in the Duke's Mansion. It is just right for one person, but a bit crowded for two people - but the two did not realize this until they went to bed.
Nanny Liang frowned, feeling a little embarrassed: "How can you sleep on such a small couch? Why not ask Madam Xiahou to change a room for you?"
The general is a distinguished guest, and it would be a bit unfair for him to be squeezed into this small space. There are more than just a few rooms in the Xiahou Mansion, and they cannot afford to entertain guests. If this gets out, people will laugh at them.
"I'll sleep here," Shen Wangshu recognized her bed and didn't want to sleep in a strange place. She looked up and asked Chen Ting, "Find another room for your husband?"
She was used to sleeping in a small bed, and Chen Ting, who was so big, might not like her room.
"No, I'll sleep in the same room with you." The man immediately refused: "It's just one night, don't bother Auntie."
Shen Wangshu was a little surprised, but still said, “Okay, as long as you don’t mind being crowded.”
After washing up and getting on the bed, she habitually crawled to the innermost part. Nanny Liang, who had not yet gone out, saw her and immediately stopped moving, giving her a silent glare.
I have been telling you so many things these days, how come you can’t remember it?
Understanding the meaning in her eyes, Shen Wangshu: “…”
Shen Wangshu had no choice but to move to the outermost seat in front of her, preparing to change back after Nanny Liang left.
Chen Ting, who came back from the ear room, saw her sitting on the couch with her knees hugged, and asked in confusion: "Do you have anything else to do later?"
Shen Wangshu shook his head, raised his eyes and looked at him pitifully: "Husband, please sleep inside tonight."
Chen Ting: "Why? Aren't you used to sleeping inside?"
"I want to sleep outside to serve my husband." In front of Nanny Liang, Shen Wangshu said pretentiously: "Otherwise it is unreasonable."
"......" Chen Ting saw that she was making trouble, so he picked up the little beauty's knees and put her back, saying casually: "What's unreasonable? You can sleep however you want."
Then he glanced at Nanny Liang who was still standing there, without saying anything, meaning why aren't you leaving yet.
The general indulges his wife so much, so what is she still insisting on?
Nanny Liang opened the door and went out in silence.
Shen Wangshu knew that even if she said ten thousand words, they would not be as good as Chen Ting's casual words. Who let the difference in status be there... But she probably wouldn't nag in her ear anymore in the future.
The two of them were indeed crowded on this small couch. Originally in the room in Xuanji Courtyard, the space between them was wide enough for another person to sleep, but now they had to huddle together closely.
Summer is already hot, and the man's body is more like a furnace. Shen Wangshu tried to shrink into the cold corner, but he couldn't avoid being close to him.
Although they had slept in the same bed in the past few days, they had never been so close to each other. This gave Shen Wangshu the illusion that he was curled up next to some large beast, as if he had suddenly become the prey that he was carrying back to his lair.
She couldn't help but quietly move a little. The next second, a cold and sharp hand nail pressed on her soft abdomen. The man's voice was a little hoarse: "Don't move, sleep well."
Through the thin inner garment, Shen Wangshu clearly felt that this thing had the ability to rip her open. A cold and dangerous feeling climbed up along her coccyx, and she immediately dared not move.
The iron claw seemed to gently stroke her waist before being retracted.
This distance... is a bit dangerous.
But Chen Ting would not do anything to him, so Shen Wangshu forced himself to close his eyes and fell asleep awkwardly.
Falling back to sleep on the couch, she had a long-awaited dream.
It was a dream she had every night when she first arrived. In the dream, flames shot up into the sky, and she witnessed the decline of a once prosperous family from a God's perspective. Then, some force forced her into Shen Wangshu's body, repeating the process of escape.
The original owner's grief-stricken mood affected her. Her heart seemed to be tightly strangled by a big hand, and the pain was splitting. Shen Wangshu was so uncomfortable in her dream that she could hardly breathe.
The tearful and haggard face of the Marquis' wife and the dignified but loving face of the Marquis of Yongning kept flashing through her mind. Shen Xihe held her soft and powerful hand tightly and ran out. The last scene stayed at Luoying Courtyard.
The only relative left in this world told her with red eyes: "Niannian, sister is leaving."
The fear and loneliness of being abandoned overwhelmed her like a tide. Shen Wangshu heard a crying voice shouting: "Father, mother, sister, don't go..."
Finally, a huge fire that could burn everything in the world devoured everything. Her body seemed to be burned as well and completely turned into nothing.
It’s so hot…it hurts…
Shen Wangshu sat up gasping for breath, his fingers tightly clutching the clothes on his chest. When he felt the violent beating of his heart in his chest, he realized that she was still alive and had not been burned to death.
Chen Ting also woke up and was looking at her worriedly.
The beauty's face was still full of fear, the corners of her eyes and the tip of her nose were red from crying, her long eyelashes were wet with tears, and she looked like a poor butterfly caught in the rain.
"Ah Nian," he called her softly, afraid that she would be startled, and slowly tried to hold her in his arms: "Are you in a nightmare?"
Shen Wangshu sniffed, sobbed softly, nodded, still a little dazed: “I’m… dreaming again.”
On this couch, she always had the same dream.
Perhaps the original owner's soul had not completely dissipated, so this method was used to deepen Shen Wangshu's impression over and over again, not allowing her to forget the night of the house raiding, and requiring her to avenge the Shen family.
It always works. Although she didn't experience that night in person, she still feels scared.
Shen Wangshu clearly felt her body shaking uncontrollably, her heart, which had not responded for a long time, began to ache slightly, and her tears flowed like water... until the man's warm and strong body pulled her back to the world.
"Anian, Anian..." Chen Ting kept calling her, rubbing her with his head clumsily, and his cold black iron gauntlet carefully touched her face: "Don't be afraid, you are awake, I am by your side."
Feeling a pair of cold and soft little hands hesitantly hugging him back, Chen Ting was at a loss as to what to do. In the end, he held her in his arms like he did when Chen Hao was a child, with her face facing his chest.
Shen Wangshu came back to his senses amidst the sound of strong heartbeats, and then slowly wiped away his tears and snot with his clothes.
"Thank you, Chen Ting." She said in a muffled voice, with a heavy nasal tone and a hoarse voice: "I hate having nightmares."
"Did you dream about that night again?" he asked.
“How do you know?” Shen Wangshu said listlessly.
"Just now you kept calling your father, mother, and your elder sister's name." Chen Ting paused and said, "I will protect you from now on...I will not abandon you."
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