Title: The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir
Chapter: 001 out of 513 â A Strange Dream (1)
âI canât accept this! I canât! Even as a ghost, Iâm going to spend eternity cursing that your relationship will shatter like glass! Break apart like a pair of mandarin ducks that fly away from each other!â The second female lead spat out blood as she faced the sky and shouted.
âYou worthless and malevolent-hearted creature. You conspired to murder my heir and tried to frame Wen Wan. This marquis will bestow three feet of white silk today for you to resolve this issue!â The male lead coldly waved his hand.
âAh Xuan, donât do this!â The kind-hearted female lead pulled the male leadâs sleeve and piteously entreated, âDonât kill her!â
âNo matter what happens to me, Nie Sangyu, itâs none of your business. I donât need you to beg for me!â The second female raised her face to the sky and laughed for a long time while tears streamed down from her face.â
âBut I canât accept this... I canât...â
This was a ridiculously melodramatic book. If she hadnât been bored at home during the weekend, Ji Man wouldnât have browsed through the light novel website on her phone and read this story. But, when she read up to this point, she couldnât help sighing.
According to modern ideas, the second female lead had married the male lead first. The female lead should have been considered the other woman. But, the male lead loved the female lead instead of the second female lead, so the second female lead became the other woman. After many crafty plots by the second female lead, she had been ordered to commit suicide by the male lead.
Ji Man shook her head and whispered, âThis is really destroying the three teachings too much.â
(T/N: The three teachings refer to the philosophies of Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism.)
Her eyes felt tired from reading, so she simply turned off her phoneâs screen. She didnât even have to think to know this novelâs ending. After the second female lead was gotten rid of, the male and female lead would have a happily ever after.
She had found it slightly interesting when the second female lead had been an obstacle in their path. Now that the second female lead was going to die soon, there was nothing left to see.
Ji Man yawned, turned off the light, pulled up her blanket to cover her head, and went to sleep. However, before she fell asleep, she couldnât help thinking. Wasnât it also because Nie Sangyu was too stupid?
âMy lord, youâre the only person that I ever loved in this entire lifetime. Whereas you...â
âHer life is a life. Is this consortâs life not a life? Donât forget. I was once your bride that was carried through the main doors by a palanquin with eight carriers*.â
(T/N: This means that she was married into the household as his legal wife.)
The characterâs lines kept echoing in Jimanâs mind. As Jiman slowly sank into sleep, she laughed at the woman for being so foolish and stupid.
âI canât accept this...â A voice traveled from the depths of Ji Manâs dream.
Ji Man slightly furrowed her eyebrows and looked towards the boundless darkness. In a seldom seen calmness, she calmly asked, âSo what if you canât accept this?â
âHelp me... help me... I canât reincarnate with my dream unfulfilled...â
âWhy is it any of my business if you canât reincarnate?â Ji Man rolled her eyes.
The boundless darkness rose up to drown her. Ji Manâs eyes widen. For a moment, it felt as if she had lost her breath. Her head felt like it was spinning. The world changed into a formless mass of chaos. It felt as if she was falling down an unending black hole.
Ji Manâs last thought as she lost her consciousness; Iâm probably going to have a nightmare.
âAt fourteen I became your wife,
So bashful that I dared not smile,
But at fifteen I straightened my brows and laughed,
Learning that no dust could ever seal our love,â
*
âWhy didnât the poet write what type of feeling I would have at twenty? I see him marrying a new person, but Iâm not allowed to cry. Could it be that I must still show a smiling expression?â
The womanâs distressed and bitter cries drifted over from a faraway place. It drifted to Jimanâs ears as if it had no roots to hold it down.
âMadam...â A timid voice called out. The voice in Jimanâs mind suddenly seemed to return to its original place. Her vision blurred for a moment, then a bronze mirror appeared in front of her.
The person in the mirror had a deathly pale face. She was wearing a white robe with wide sleeves and a simple shawl. There were two hairpins that each had pair of small white flowers in her cloud bun hairstyle. The colors were so light that she resembled a fresh corpse.
Ji Man blinked and the person in the mirror also blinked. The jealously, hatred, and distress that had been on the face was replaced with astonishment. When the unpleasant expression was removed, the face became more pleasing.
âMadam?â The nearby servant girl seems to be frightened as she looked at her madam, who had a devil-like expression. She felt as if a cold draft had swept over her back.
Ji Man blankly turned around. The servant girl that was kneeling on the ground had a
luo
hairstyle and light green jacket and skirt. Her entire body was trembling.
(T/N: Below is a picture of a
luo
hairstyle.)