BVAHEDLA[W Chapter 44

Chapter 44 Ancient Times 18 Sleeping in the Same Bed

Chu Li-fei lay in bed, suddenly hearing a sound beside his ear, like a very light footstep.

This sound wasn’t the rough friction of shoes on the ground, but rather as if barefoot, or only wearing a pair of socks, approaching his bedside step by step.

Feeling the person getting closer and closer, Chu Li-fei instantly opened his eyes.

Then he saw a white figure standing quietly in front of his bed.

Chu Li-fei flipped over and sat up, his eyes turned cold, intending to attack directly, but when he saw the face of the person, he quickly restrained his strength.

Chu Li-fei frowned slightly, but his eyes softened: “Why did you come here?”

He asked puzzled.

In front of him, Lu Mo-chen was only wearing a thin nightgown, holding a soft pillow in his arms, and wearing a pair of socks on his feet. His hair looked messy, as if he had been forcibly awakened from a deep sleep.

“What’s wrong?” Chu Li-fei yawned, a few drops of physiological tears seeped from the corners of his eyes due to sleepiness, appearing particularly clear under the moonlight. Seeing that Lu Mo-chen didn’t look good, he softened his voice and asked him again.

“Royal Uncle…” Lu Mo-chen slightly tightened his grip on the pillow, appearing more uneasy. Half of his face was buried in the pillow, leaving only a pair of black grape-like eyes shiningly looking at Chu Li-fei, with hope and longing: “It’s thundering outside… I’m scared…”

“Royal Uncle… can you sleep with me?”

As soon as the words fell, Lu Mo-chen lowered his head embarrassedly. Most of his gaze fell on the pillow, leaving only a small part cautiously looking at Chu Li-fei’s expression.

“Boom—”

A thunderclap came from outside. Chu Li-fei saw Lu Mo-chen shrink back obviously, deforming the soft pillow in his arms. But Lu Mo-chen still stood there enduring his fear, like a small animal, his eyes wet, timidly looking at him.

“Royal Uncle…”

Lu Mo-chen called out again. This time, his tone even carried a hint of pleading.

Chu Li-fei closed his eyes deeply, clicking his tongue lightly. He always knew Lu Mo-chen’s ability to climb up the pole, but in the end, it was his own soft heart.

It was him who was willing to indulge him, perhaps because of this familiar face, or the familiar feeling it brought.

He couldn’t blame others.

Lu Mo-chen only heard Chu Li-fei sigh softly, finally compromising, the cold voice carrying a bit of unconscious doting: “Come up then.”

Lu Mo-chen rejoiced inwardly, throwing the pillow onto the bed, taking off his socks, and rolling into Chu Li-fei’s blanket with a “glug,” his nose immediately filled with the pleasant cold fragrance of Chu Li-fei’s body.

The bed in the side hall was far less wide and soft than the one in the main hall. It was originally meant for one person, but now two people were squeezed into it.

Chu Li-fei inexplicably felt that this scene was a bit familiar.

Fortunately, Lu Mo-chen was relatively thin and weak, so squeezing them together like this could still work for one night. Chu Li-fei thought so in his mind, his body moved closer to the wall, then tucked the blanket around Lu Mo-chen, before slowly closing his eyes.

The two spent the night together like this.

The charcoal in the room burned quietly, a scene of tranquility, as if it were another world from the storm outside.

The next day, Wang Jian-guo knocked on the door of the side hall.

Lu Mo-chen, who was sleeping on the outside, heard the movement first, rubbed his sleepy eyes and got up, opening the door.

Wang Jian-guo first bowed to Lu Mo-chen, said good morning, and then asked him amiably if he knew Chu Li-fei’s whereabouts.

He said that he knocked on Chu Li-fei’s room and no one answered. After waiting for a while, he was worried, so he went in to check, only to find that there was no one on the bed.

Lu Mo-chen had just woken up, and his mind was a little slow. When he heard Wang Jian-guo ask him if he knew Chu Li-fei’s whereabouts, he subconsciously thought Wang Jian-guo was looking for Chu Li-fei.

Lu Mo-chen yawned unhurriedly, then turned his head and shouted into the room: “Royal Uncle—”

Seeing Lu Mo-chen’s actions, Wang Jian-guo, even though he had seen big and small waves in the past, couldn’t help but widen his eyes slightly at this moment.

In fact, Chu Li-fei had already woken up the moment he heard Wang Jian-guo’s voice. He simply tidied up his clothes and walked over when Lu Mo-chen called him.

“What’s wrong, Uncle Wang?” His voice carried some of the hoarseness after just waking up.

Wang Jian-guo carefully concealed the surprise in his eyes: “Reporting to Your Highness, it’s that Miss Cheng who’s looking for you.”

So early?

Chu Li-fei stood at the door, his sight passed through Lu Mo-chen’s back, looking at the sky outside.

He saw that the sun was shining brightly outside, the sky was clear, and there was no sign that the weather was so bad yesterday.

If it weren’t for the standing water in the yard and the leaves and branches lying all over the ground, Chu Li-fei would have really thought that everything yesterday was just his dream.

Hearing that Cheng Yuan wanted to find them, Chu Li-fei and Lu Mo-chen looked at each other, getting a sure look from each other’s eyes.

Chu Li-fei instructed Wang Jian-guo to have someone inform Qian Ming, saying that he and Lu Mo-chen had found some new clues and would meet up with him later to share them.

Wang Jian-guo received the order and then took his leave.

Chu Li-fei and Lu Mo-chen quickly changed their clothes with the help of the servants, and then went to the main hall together.

Here, they saw the figure of Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan changed her clothes, but still wore a black robe outside.

Chu Li-fei and Lu Mo-chen entered one after the other from outside the door, and Cheng Yuan’s eyes looked over like this, and finally fell on Lu Mo-chen, and kept staring at him. It was not until Chu Li-fei asked a question that she turned her eyes away.

Chu Li-fei: “Since Miss is surnamed Cheng, why not start with your own identity?”

Cheng Yuan nodded slightly, and from this action, it can also be seen that she has the demeanor of a lady from a noble family: “My name is Cheng Yuan, and I am the second young lady of the former Cheng Mansion.”

Second young lady? Chu Li-fei was a little puzzled. He had only heard about the Cheng Mansion and didn’t know much about everything in it. He originally thought that Cheng Yuan was a young lady from a side branch of the Cheng Mansion who had accidentally escaped.

Now it seemed that he had unexpectedly picked up a treasure.

Since she was the young lady of the main family, no matter what reason she survived back then, she must know a lot of secrets.

But Lu Mo-chen trembled his eyes when he heard Cheng Yuan reveal her identity, as if he thought of something.

Two points of interest rose in Chu Li-fei’s eyes. Thinking of Cheng Yuan’s actions just now, he looked at Lu Mo-chen: “Why do you keep looking at him? What is your relationship with him?”

Hearing this, Cheng Yuan stared deeply at Lu Mo-chen’s face, her eyes revealing nostalgic eyes: “The deceased Imperial Concubine Cheng was my eldest sister. She… was the best sister.”

Lu Mo-chen, bearing Cheng Yuan’s burning gaze, murmured: “Do I… look a lot like my mother?”

His mother died when he was born. Even he himself carried the name of being a mother-killer, and it was the same in both lives.

Later, from the words of others, Lu Mo-chen came to the image of his mother – Lu Yuanjing’s past favorite concubine.

That’s all.

He had never met Cheng Yuan in his previous life. But now someone told him that his mother was a very good sister, and he could also see his mother’s appearance from his own face.

Cheng Yuan sat on the chair, looking at Lu Mo-chen’s face from a distance, her eyes slightly red, and even her voice was not as cold as before. She looked at the person who looked like her sister’s face, and her heart was inexplicably bitter, but she tried her best to raise a smile at the corner of her mouth: “Very similar. Simply… exactly the same.”

“My sister is three years older than me.”

“Her name is Cheng Shu.”

In Cheng Yuan’s words, Chu Li-fei and Lu Mo-chen gradually learned about Lu Mo-chen’s mother, that is, Cheng Shu, what kind of person she was.

Cheng Shu was as beautiful as her name. She was gentle and courteous, generous in her manners, and even more caring for Cheng Yuan, her sister who was only three years younger than her. Even Cheng’s father and Cheng’s mother were very satisfied with this daughter.

Compared with Cheng Shu, Cheng Yuan’s temperament was much more eccentric.

She was naughty and used to act coquettishly, but Cheng’s father and Cheng’s mother didn’t like her. Instead, Cheng Shu, the older sister, doted on her especially.

The one that Chu Li-fei and Lu Mo-chen broke into that day was the courtyard where she lived when she was a child. The two swings placed side by side carried most of Cheng Yuan’s memories from childhood to adolescence.

When Cheng Yuan talked about these things, her tone was gentle, and she didn’t have the sharp edge she had when they first met.

She said that these two swings were made by Cheng Shu begging Cheng’s father to make them in her small courtyard.

At first, Cheng Yuan always clamored to swing in the yard. But Cheng’s father and Cheng’s mother were afraid that she would be naughty and hurt herself, so they refused.

So, Cheng Yuan came up with the idea of her sister.

Cheng Shu always granted her sister’s every request.

And her words always worked for Cheng’s father and Cheng’s mother.

Therefore, there were these two small swings side by side.

Later, even if Cheng Shu was selected to enter the palace, Cheng Yuan would still sit alone on the swing that belonged to her, swinging quietly by herself.

The breeze brushed her face, as if her sister was still by her side.

But she never thought that such a big change would happen in her family later.

When she was 12 years old, everything changed overnight.

A decree took the lives of her whole family.

She should have died with her parents and family on that day.

The officers and soldiers wore armor one by one, and the long knives in their hands flowed with bright red color.

Cheng Yuan knew in her heart that this was the blood of her family.

And she was about to become the dead soul under this knife, merging with the blood of her family, and going to Huangquan together.

It was just before her death that she still had a wish to fulfill. That was her sister – Cheng Shu.

In the moment before she closed her eyes, she was still hoping in her heart that she would never see her sister again – at least that way, it could prove that her sister was still alive in the world.

Just then, her nanny knocked her unconscious and switched her daughter with Cheng Yuan.

When Cheng Yuan woke up again, she found herself in a jar.

The coarse cloth clothes she was wearing rubbed her skin slightly red. But when she crawled out, there was only blood all over the ground, and not far away was the “second young lady” wearing silk and satin.

She looked at the nanny, her heart filled with mixed feelings. The Cheng family had been kind to the nanny, but she didn’t expect that the nanny would use such a method to repay her kindness.

The officers and soldiers had already dispersed, but the bloody smell still kept drilling into Cheng Yuan’s nose, making her vomit non-stop.

The pool of flesh and blood on the ground was red and yellow, exuding a stench, and some even grew maggots.

But these were all her relatives.

Later, Cheng Yuan heard that her sister was pregnant by accident and was spared death, and she was finally relieved.

But she didn’t expect that the wish she had made before her death would actually come true.

Her sister died of dystocia, but she lived in seclusion under a false name.

And this day happened to be her birthday.

She ushered in the biggest bad news on the day she should have been the happiest.

And yesterday was exactly the anniversary of Cheng Shu’s death, so she appeared in the Cheng Mansion, and that’s how everything happened later.

Cheng Yuan said this, her eyes already red: “But all of this is obviously not like this! Father, he has never done such a rebellious thing, someone deliberately framed him!”

Cheng Yuan’s tone was obviously excited when she said this.

Chu Li-fei asked suspiciously: “How do you know?”

Hearing this, Cheng Yuan took a deep breath and said sternly: “Because I saw it with my own eyes! Someone took advantage of everyone’s unpreparedness on Grandma’s birthday and sent the armor to Father’s warehouse!”

“Your Highness—”

Just then, the servant who had been sent to give Qian Ming a message not long ago ran back in a hurry, and also brought a message.

“Master Qian said, Old Madam Qi is probably dying!”