…I see that quite a few of you have figured out that the lines said by An Qing in her dreams are the exact same ones we see her say in Ah-Lan’s dream in chapter 35.
I really love that Tian Xia Wu Bing had sort of linked their dreams together, perhaps, the sisters had actually made contact with one another through their dreams, even if it’s only for a short moment
Special Chapter Two (Part One)
He is Yan You, the enthusiastic general manager of a car company in the twenty-first century, Yan You, also the gentleman of the most powerful and wealthiest man — Yan Cheng — in Xiang Yang City of the Yun Ze Kingdom, Yan You.
Even if he finds it ridiculous, even if he finds it difficult to believe, this is indeed the reality, just like the main character in those fantasy novels, he has travelled through time, travelling into a time with an unknown name, travelled into the body of someone who looks exactly like him and have exactly the same name as him.
The gentleman of Yan Cheng’s family, Yan You, was originally intellectually disabled.
Unable to walk at three, unable to speak at five, unable to read at seven……although born with a good-looking appearance, he was indeed intellectually disabled, intellectually disabled through and through.
But when he was seventeen, the gentleman of Yan Cheng’s family suddenly opened up his mind, not only was he no longer a fool, he had even become an intelligent and quick-witted individual, dealing with everyone in a very smooth manner, all whilst taking on his family’s business in good order. And so, the Yan family bubbled with excitement, Xiang Yang City also bubbled with excitement, and Yan You……was puzzled.
He is clearly an ordinary gold collar worker in the modern times, lost his most beloved woman, married another woman in despair, and then when that person had been admitted to hospital after a miscarriage, he numbly returns home to drink alone, mindlessly thinking about his beloved whilst drunk.
When he had opened his eyes again, everything had changed.
The face in the mirror remains the same, but the black hair was held up in a jade crown, a body of luxury brocade long robes, long boots with white soles and black surface, clearly an outfit of the ancients.
And so, from that point on, he was no longer the gold collar worker, Yan You, but the son of a wealthy merchant, Yan You.
He obtained another identity and changed his environment, starting to gradually blend into this strange era, blend in with these unfamiliar people, everything seemed to be going so smoothly, just that he didn’t know, the demon in his heart is growing bigger and bigger, only because of that woman he loves.
That woman he loves is not particularly pretty, a fair and clean face with a light smile, yet she slowly had him get addicted, and then enchanted.
That woman he loves is not particularly exceptional, an ordinary family and an outstanding younger sister, yet she had him no longer holding anyone other than her in his eyes.
That woman he loves is not particularly healthy, often falling unconscious with the ill stricken look in her eyes, yet she had him firmly deciding to accompany her for a lifetime.
He is convinced he loves her, yet he committed a sin that any man is capable of when she was critically ill, and it was irreversible.
He didn’t dare to tell her the truth, that’s right, didn’t dare.
Didn’t dare to see resentment and disgust surface on that pale, ill-stricken face, didn’t dare to imagine how pained, how hopeless she would become after finding out the truth, didn’t dare to expect her forgiveness or anything else, he could only look at her light smile, repeating to her over and over again, he loves her.
He ultimately needed to take up responsibility for that moment of wrong, he must marry the person that was originally his younger sister-in-law, he remembers the smile on the woman’s face when he agreed to take responsibility, remembers him telling her word by word: ‘Even if I marry you, the person I love will always be An Ran only.’ He sees the shattered smile in her eyes, and feels a burst of happiness and sorrows, what can her pain be considered in his eyes? The one he cares for, is only the person he loves, even if that person slightly furrows her brows, it will make him feel pained at heart.
Just that, what right does he have to be sad for her now? All he can do is guard her until the day she recovers, and then cut off his thoughts, watch her enter someone else’s embrace, let someone else give her happiness in his place.
But why did she show up at the wedding, why did she have to know of this unbearable reality, why did she have to fall down right before his eyes?
The person he cherished and loved so much, ultimately died because of his betrayal.
He did not collapse nor fall into hysteria like other people, just that a huge part of his heart went empty, no thoughts, no feelings. He numbly married that disgusting woman, numbly went to work and returned home, numbly reminisced about the one he loves, numbly longed for the scent that belonged to her.
His life, was of numbness.
And that wife-in-name of his had a miscarriage, and then he drank alcohol, and then he time travelled, and then, he obtained a new life.
He seems to have everything here, parents that dearly loves him to the bones, a flourishing business at his fingertips, pretty and charming maids, close and obedient servants……he had everything that other people yearns for.
But his beloved isn’t here, isn’t here.
He would sometimes happen to think, since he was able to come here, then is there a possibility that she is able to come here? Such thoughts sure were thoroughly stimulating to him, so stimulating that he started to spend huge amounts of efforts on finding her, but all he ever got in return was disappointment. He was still happy to go on, time and time again, finding women that share the slightest resemblance to her, then place them by his side, quietly watching that person when he thinks of her, recalling her smile through that person’s smile.
Until one day, when he went to a brothel to socialise with people, he sees her there –– he thought he had saw wrong, but the warm touch tells him otherwise, she is a living person. He was triggered into tightly hugging her as he calls out her name, but hears her softly and gently say: “This Gentleman, this girl is Lu Qin.”
Only after calming down, does he find that this woman called Lu Qin looks different to An Ran, they just look approximately seventy percent alike……but seventy percent is much more similar than anyone else he had previously found, and with the fact that she looks like An Ran alone, he will not let her suffer any hardships.
He bought Lu Qin out, making her become his personal maid, he can look at the similar face as much as he likes, thinking of her in satisfaction with never-ending greed, but deep down in his heart, there was also a cold voice telling him, Lu Qin is not An Ran, nor can An Ran be replaced by Lu Qin. But he did not care, this sickness of his has already spread into his vital organs –– the longer it gets, the more clearly he remembers everything of their past.
Time passes with a click of a finger, he continues to find women that resembles An Ran, and Lu Qin had also remained by his side for three years. He isn’t unaware of the feelings within Lu Qin’s dark orbs, he isn’t unable to understand the anticipation underlying her eyes, but the person he wants, isn’t her, nor is he willing to commit another wrong.
But all things can go wrong, his drink was drugged, with no exit from the private room, an enchanting woman……
He seems to be unable to escape from this demonic spell, ultimately repeating the same mistake.
When he wakes up, he finds it ridiculously laughable as he looks at the bashful Lu Qin, but as he laughs and laughs, it turns into pitiful cries, he is so pitiful, so pitiful that it makes people laugh.
Lu Qin says to him: “Gentleman, Lu Qin does not ask for a title, does not dare to have any wishful thinking, only ask to stay by Gentleman’s side, showing up when Gentleman wishes to see this face.”
He just lightly smiles, “Stay then.”
Since there is no An Ran here, then no matter what, nothing matters.
Another two years passes, the Yan family increasingly flourishes in Yan You’s hands, he travels far and wide, developing large and small businesses, becoming the renowned stingy merchant of Yun Ze Kingdom. The parents of the Yan family were naturally so happy they couldn’t stop smiling from ear to ear, not expecting this silly and foolish only child of theirs, would actually be so capable, just that there is only one matter that causes them concern, this only child of theirs is already twenty-two years old, long past the average age for men to marry, but what causes them pent-up emotions, is that although he is filial to his parents, he is extremely unyielding on this matter. The elders thought Yan You is just deeply in love with the prostitute by his side, but even when they told him to take in Lu Qin, he showed no reaction at all……exactly what to do about this?!
The two elders ultimately went up to Lu Qin to talk about it, but Lu Qin could only bitterly smile too, saying: “Gentleman’s thoughts……Master, Madam, this servant dares not to overly speculate.”
The two elders have no choice, can only leave it.
Yan You is naturally aware of the secret movements of his parents and Lu Qin, but what has this got to do with him? He is only interested in the Yan Estate’s business right now, and not women. Lu Qin has still kept closely stuck to his side for the past two years, just that his attitude towards her has never changed because of that accident, he admits he is now increasingly indifferent, but he is not at all dissatisfied with his indifference –– that’s right, this is already very good, heart like placid waters, he needs only remember that he once had lover like that, that is enough.
This day, deep into autumn, he sits in the horse carriage as he hurries back to the city from the outskirts, seeing the fire-red maple leaves rising in the wind as he passes the forest, his feelings brightens up a little, a rare sight. That night, his parents mentions the matter of marriage again, this time, the woman is the daughter of a powerful official in the Capital, marrying her will be of great advantage to the Yan family’s business. He just thinks about it for a few minutes, and agrees, then leaves the surprised elders at the table.
Lu Qin lets the tears fall at the side, yet he remains placid, to him, he is marrying a huge asset and power, and not a woman.
That next day, he had made an appointment to meet a huge powerhouse of the north to discuss business in ‘Bamboo Court’, after waiting for a quarter of an hour, that person’s follower comes and notifies him that his family’s master cannot make it due to some matters. He sees that the follower is apologetic yet neither humble nor arrogant, also of handsome and upright appearance, able to see that he is not an ordinary person at one glance. He thinks, even the follower carries such bearings, what would the master be like then? And so, he humbly responds, rearranging the meeting to tomorrow.
When leaving, he looks at the extraordinarily bustling streets, and in a moment of trance, he returns to the times when he had once accompanied An Ran out in the night markets, he lightly smiles, telling Lu Qin to have a casual stroll. Lu Qin reveals the first smile as of recent, tenderly saying: “Yes, Gentleman.”
He and Lu Qin leisurely wanders the busy streets, these loud hawkers, these exquisite and varied little playthings, these fragrances, tempting little snacks……how long has he not noticed these for? He passes by a dumpling stall, recalling how An Ran looked when she used to mutter how she loves dumplings the most, loves dumplings the most, the sweetness and loss in his heart mixes together, full of discomfort.
Lu Qin asks: “Is Gentleman wanting to eat a bowl of dumplings?”
He shakes his head, breaking out into a smile as he says: “Let’s go.” He never eats dumplings, unless he’s accompanying An Ran, now that An Ran isn’t here, why would he eat it?
He turns around, just as he was prepared to leave, he hears a crisp female voice behind him, “Lao-ban (Store-owner/boss), one bowl of dumplings please.”
This is originally an overly ordinary speech, everyone that comes and orders dumplings would speak like that, but he does not know why he turns his head back, turning his head back to see who said those words. And then he sees her, like the first time they met, she is still so pretty and fresh-faced, still so quiet, still so capable of attracting his eyes.
He sees that woman abruptly widen her eyes the moment she sees him, full of surprise and disbelief. He feels his heart stop beating in this moment, and in the next second, what pours out is but endlessly surging wild joy.
Some of you were already expecting that he transmigrated too, right?? Haha. And some of you jumped onto the YY is YWR theory…which I already said to someone before, the theory makes me feel sorry for him more.