387 Waking from a Dream (1/2)

This dream was going on for far too long. When she was half-awake, reality and illusion were perfectly combined. The dividing line between them was completely blurred. Shangguan Ru gradually lost her ability to distinguish them. Everything in her mind seemed to be real and credible.

Even when the sense of heaviness subsided and the light became glaring, she did not regain consciousness immediately. She looked at the unfamiliar maid, ”Go on then.”

”Yes, master...” The maid was a slave of the Land of Fragrance. She had never dared to say ”no” to her master, but she was frightened by the expression of her new master and rushed out for help.

Maid Lotus' reaction was better. She had remained silent in her semi-comatose state. After she regaining consciousness, she still did not speak. For a long time, the maid beside her was not aware that her master was gathering herself. She also never realized that she was in danger.

This was the second time that Maid Lotus had been drugged in the Land of Fragrance. As a disciple of New Moon Hall, she was furious. New Moon Hall was renowned for its secret techniques and pharmacy. However, she had been drugged with some third-rate intoxicating fragrance from a remote area.

The killing intent had been brewing in her heart for a long time. Her fingers were eager to kill, even when she was feeling like treading a path in the dark and gloomy night. However, there was always a thick layer of invisible netting binding her whole body, keeping her from doing what she wanted.

Now, the net had disappeared. Maid Lotus did not even realize that she had already come back to the real world. She was still following the path in her dream and did not hesitate to attack.

The clueless waitress suffered Maid Lotus' blade right in her chest. Before her thoughts could catch up with the fact that she had been stabbed, she had already fallen to the ground and died.

When Gu Shenwei walked into the tent, the first thing he saw was the body on the ground.

Maid Lotus did not seem to know him. Her whole body was filled with killing intent. It almost blew up the tent into pieces. Her right hand fumbled at her waist, searching for her own sword.

In face of a sudden challenge, Gu Shenwei naturally responded by holding the hilt. His body was like a taut bow which could shoot out a deadly arrow at any moment.

Maid Lotus finally gained conscious and gently let out a sigh of relief. Her killing intent quickly dissipated and then disappeared, ”What happened?”

”You were drugged with Indra fragrance. You have been in a coma for more than half a month. Now, you are all right.”

Maid Lotus quickly accepted Gu Shenwei's statement. She lowered her head and thought for a while. Then she looked up and said,”Old Man Mu is still alive. I let you down.”

”He wo't live for long.” After a pause, Gu Shenwei added, ”You brought me a country.”

If he had not found out that Maid Lotus and Shangguan Ru were to be burned to death as a sacrifice, Gu Shenwei would not have made up his mind to attack and occupy the Land of Fragrance. To some extent, it was true that these two women ”brought” him a country.

Maid Lotus got back her own sword. After two days of rest, she returned to normal. She began to follow Dragon King and took on the responsibility of imperial bodyguard.

Gu Shenwei had to admit that he was relieved. He still kept the habits of a killer. He was often overly concerned about what was behind his back. Even when he was at the center of the Great Snowmountain military camp, surrounded by the most loyal warriors, he still couldn't sleep at ease.

Warriors and killers are two kinds of people, the former would never understand the latter's instinctive suspiciousness.

The presence of Maid Lotus relieved most of the tension, so much so that Gu Shenwei sometimes had to remind himself not to trust this woman completely.

This was the reason why killers were destined for loneliness. They couldn't trust anyone, but they were always in need of someone to watch their backs.

Maid Lotus was not interested in the fate of the Land of Fragrance, but she took the heir of the fragrance-making High Priest and several disciples. She acquired the formulas of Indra fragrance and other fragrance drugs. She intended to make them and integrate them with New Moon Hall's pharmacy.

Shangguan Ru's recovery took much longer. After five days, she completely returned to the real world. During that time, she seemed to regard the people around her as the same person. She kept making the same request, ”Go on then.”

Her dream had been interrupted at the most critical moment. She tried her best to return to her dream and continue it.

Shangguan Fei had visited his younger sister once but he was not recognized by her at all. So he left and searched for the Dragon King, ”My sister has probably lost her mind, Dragon King... Can you take a look at her? Maybe she'll get better when she sees you. ”

Gu Shenwei had never visited Shangguan Ru because he couldn't think of any reason. Unlike Maid Lotus, Shangguan Ru was not only the daughter of the enemy but also useless to the cause of the Great Snowmountain.

He set high standards for all the warriors, so he had to be restrained by even higher standards.

At the request of Shangguan Fei, Gu Shenwei went to visit her.

Shangguan Ru seemed to be all right, but she looked defenseless like a child. The melancholy and maturity of her face since she turned fourteen had disappeared without a trace.

She recognized Gu Shenwei, but did not regard him as the Dragon King, ” Slave Huan.” She whispered as if they were hiding in the Stone Castle playing old tricks, ”He will tell the secret. Listen carefully. ”

”Who is he?” Gu Shenwei also lowered his voice to play along with her eccentric behavior.

”It's him, but he always stopped halfway, Slave Huan, figure out some way.” The second half of the sentence was accompanied by a hint of command. Shangguan Ru regarded herself as the Tenth Young Master again.

Faint flames of fury sprang to Gu Shenwei's heart. The name of Slave Huan and the life in Golden Roc Fort were memories that he wanted to forget but could never quite erase. Sometimes, he felt that the hatred that experience brought to him even exceeded the calamity of his family's annihilation.