Be Modest,My Master of Imperial Guards

Chapter 51 Plagued by Nightmares

On the Roof.

Gu Yunxi's field of vision was wide. The air in her breath was fresh but also cold, and the scattered snowflakes were flying, which really made her feel the deep meaning of "one could be cold and aloof at the high place".

She looked sideways at the Master, who was looking up at the sky. The fireworks shining successively lit up his face. Red, orange, yellow, and green fireworks made his elegant face more outstanding.

Suddenly, she smiled sweetly and emotionally at him, "Master, Happy New Year."

He stunned, looked at her and then smiled, "Girl, Happy New Year."

At this moment, everything in the world seemed to be out of sight. They looked at each other as if looking at their own whole world.

Flaming fireworks continued to bloom into beautiful patterns, along with falling snow and wind blowing through.

The Master opened the cork with his thumb and raised the wine bag, pouring the wine into his mouth.

She was curious and asked, "Master, what are you drinking?"

"The wine from the western tribes. Would you like to taste it? It's cold here, and it can warm you up when you drink it."

Gu Yunxi took the wine bag and tried to take a sip.

The taste was sweet and slightly sour, vaguely carrying the fragrance of roses and grapes. Because it was heated in hot water, she did not feel the liquor cold when she sipped it.

Gu Yunxi had never tasted such a delicious fruit wine, so she kept drinking it with her head upward. Over time, her little face flushed, and some hot sweat came out of the back.

"Bang." Another burst of fireworks bloomed, and the muffled sound shocked Gu Yunxi. She trembled.

Leng Qingtang sensitively noticed that. The big arm around her waist was tight. He stared at her and said softly, "It's okay."

Gu Yunxi stared directly at the handsome face of the Master, watching it flicker brightly and dimly under the shining fireworks.

Her eyes gradually blurred. She chuckled and suddenly said shamelessly,

"Master, I like you!"

He smiled faintly, without panic. Although he remembered clearly in his heart that she had never had such a straightforward expression.

Did she sincerely say it, or was she talking nonsense after getting drunk? He wanted to know more and more, so he calmly asked, "Did you say that you like me?"

"Yes. I like Master, really like you!"

With an impulse coming from nowhere, Gu Yunxi stumbled forward and stepped on the eaves, pointing her finger to the bright fireworks in the sky. She said with an obscure voice,

"If you don't believe me, I can swear to this firework that my heart for you."

Fireworks.

Suddenly his mood was down, and he felt so bad that he didn't even hear her following words.

He knew that the firework was a fleeting thing. Although it was gorgeous and beautiful, its life was short. "Girl, why do you swear to this ominous thing?"

Suddenly a voice exclaimed by the ear, "Ah!"

Turning around and looking again, he found Gu Yunxi had fallen off the roof.

Leng Qingtang rushed to catch her and sent her to the ground steadily.

The little girl didn't understand the wine's greatest stamina. Under the impact of the wind, she became drunk.

Just now, Gu Yunxi, who was standing on the roof, felt that nothing was below her feet, so she suddenly fell.

Seeing her safe and sound, the Master was relieved and said with a sense of blame,

"You become naughty just not long after getting well? If you really hurt, I don't believe you would not cry!"

"Hey..." Gu Yunxi looked at the Master as if he had many heads, and kept smirking and murmuring, "Master, I really like you. I feel safe being with you, so nobody dares to bully me."

The soft, sweet voice made Leng Qingtang's heart trembling, and he couldn't help but threw the wine bag and hugged her. He asked her,

"Tonight, what about I hug you to sleep?"

Before Gu Yunxi answered, the Master kicked the door open with one foot and stepped forward to the bed.

The little girl was drunk and about to fall asleep in a daze, with some pinkness on her small face. Taking off her clothes, Leng Qingtang lay down next to her in his underwear.

Sleeping with this girl for the first time, he had wanted to take advantage of the New Year and hugged her in bed to talk to her something. Now it was all spoilt, as she drank half of the wine offered by the western tribes and was so drunk that she fell asleep first.

Leng Qingtang hugged her tightly, feeling that her body was hot and soft, and the sound of her heartbeats was clear.

He also wanted to go to sleep calmly, but she breathed evenly, and the warm breath sprayed on his neck, making him hard to fall asleep.

Leng Qingtang opened his eyes, looked closely at Yunxi's lovely sleeping phase, and finally couldn't help lowering his head and gently sucking her lips.

Her mouth was sweet, and the fragrance of wine lingered between her lips and teeth, which led him to keep exploring and deepen his kiss. The blood flowed quickly, but he kept enjoying it, enjoying the marvelous touch of lips and teeth.

"Hmm..." Gu Yunxi yelled during her deep sleep, shallowly curled her eyebrows, turned her back to the Master, and continued to sleep.

Leng Qingtang held his forehead, and after an embarrassed smile, he no longer entangled but lay down quietly and closed his eyes.

Outside the house, the night wind roared, and the snowflakes rushed.

The window was blown open by the wind. A whirlwind of cold wind blew into the house through the window screen, sweeping the thick mantle on all sides of the bed.

The room temperature was lower and lower, and it instantly became an ice cellar, making the atmosphere very strange.

Leng Qingtang seemed to be sleeping but not fell asleep. He still felt cold when shrinking in his quilt. He slowly opens his eyes reluctantly.

Did the coal in the copper stove go out?

The moment he turned to sit up, he suddenly saw two shadows cast on the mantle beside the bed.

One tall and one short.

The momentary horror caused Leng Qingtang's pair of dark pupils to shrink sharply into two small dots.

"Heer..."

The familiar male voice was slightly old, and the trembling voice was passed into the mantle tent.

Leng Qingtang shuddered all over his body, opened his mouth excitedly, and couldn't speak out a sentence but swallowed in his throat because of excessive sadness.

Lifted his hand to lift the mantle, he and the two outside the mantle finally met face to face.

A man and a woman. The man was wearing a bright yellow robe embroidered with a group of mighty flying dragon figures on the chest. The woman wore a nine-phoenix golden crown and a multicolored flower-dressed palace skirt.

The delicate garments of the dragon and the phoenix showed a natural sense of nobility.

Leng Qingtang hurriedly kneeled in front of them. Thoughts and affection rose in his eyes.

"Father, Mother!"

The man in the dragon robe put on a severe face. Looking at Gu Yunxi who was sleeping on the bed, he rebuked,

"Heer, what are you doing! Have you forgotten the oath you have ever made to your mother and me?!"

Leng Qingtang lowered his head and hesitantly replied,

"I dare not, but..."

The woman beside the man looked directly at Leng Qingtang with her eyes soft and pitiful,

"Heer, your father and I can understand your misery. But before you succeed, you should not be so selfish. You should not get into a relationship with an irrelevant girl. You should understand that you have planned this for so many years, and it mustn't fail. Any tiny mistake would not only hurt you but your beloved woman!"

Leng Qingtang feared and explained sincerely,

"Yes, Mother. I will keep your words in mind. But Yunxi is not just someone else. She is the daughter of Lord Protector Zheng. Originally, my intention was to keep her around to protect her and save the last of Lord Protector Zheng's bloodline. Yet as time goes by, she and I... fell in love with each other."

"Stupid!"

The middle-aged man was furious. He flicked his long sleeves hard. He looked helpless.

The woman sighed coldly at this moment,

"Heer, if you were a child of an ordinary family, as your mother, I would hope that your life is safe and smooth. But you are born as a royal, so I hope that you focus on the great achievement first. Do you remember what you vowed to your father and me when you were seven years old?"

Although her tone was soft, her words and sentences hurt his heart more sharply than any reproachful words.

His eyes were filled with tears. Leng Qingtang trembled and said,

"I always bear my vows in my heart and dare not go against it. My elder brother, Huanan Ze, killed the Emperor and took the throne. He abandoned you in the western tribes and let you suffer from great humiliation. I, Huanan He, swore with my life that I would overthrow the Dayi government, reclaim the power from my elder brother, and avenge for you. If the oath were violated, I would not be worthy of my surname, Huanan. I would be alone all my life. I would have no wife and offspring. After I die, I would become a ghost that could not have a reincarnation."

Leng Qingtang closed his eyes in distress.

This was the oath he made to his parents twenty years ago!

Suddenly, foul air blew towards him.

Leng Qingtang opened his eyes again. He saw his father and mother covered in blood, looking aggressive with their hair disheveled.

The two of them looked very distressing. Their eyes were wide open like deadly ghosts.

Leng Qingtang kneeled on the ground motionlessly as if he had been immobilized. He was sweating. He was tortured by the increasing sense of suffocation.

He looked at those two pairs of eyes that fixed on him. His mouth opened uncontrollably. He felt like his dry throat was throttled fiercely. He could no longer make any sound.

Across him, the four eyes lost their eyeballs and had all turned into horrifying white.

The smoke was floating up and down around him.

"Heer..."

The middle-aged man called him without any expression. His voice was gloomy and shrill.

Suddenly, a stream of blood rushed out of his white eyes. His shoulders moved stiffly. His fingers, which were like withered branches, slowly extended and went towards Leng Qingtang.

"You have made a vow to me. You must remember not to break the vow! Don't break it. Don't break it. Don't break it."

Don't break it!

Leng Qingtang yelled and woke up from the nightmare. He sat up.

It was quiet and dark outside. Gu Yunxi was sleeping soundly by his side with a faint smile on her reddish face.

He wiped the sweat on his forehead, leaned against the bed, and took a long breath.

This night, he actually dreamed of his parents, Huanan Hongyi, the late Emperor of Dayi, and the Imperial Concubine Qiong, surnamed Lan.

He dropped his eyelids, blocking the dark circle underneath his eyes. He repeatedly pressed on his eyebrows with his jade white fingertips. Leng Qingtang secretly thought,

"Is it because I have lived too comfortably recently that my parents are dissatisfied with me in heaven. So they sent me a message in this dream?"

"Perhaps, just like what they said in the dream, my fate is hard to break! The invisible forces are still pushing me forward. I should never make a mistake or stop."

Dawn of the first day of New Year.

Gu Yunxi woke up and found her sleeping on the Master's bed. She inevitably felt shy and wrapped her quilt tightly.

Leng Qingtang stood in the room, wearing his clothes. He saw her bright eyes looking at him. He smiled, "Are you awake? You drank a lot last night."

Gu Yunxi smiled awkwardly and pouted, "I was drunk last night. I moved a lot, didn't I?"

She asked this simply because she found that the Master looked exhausted and there were dark circles under his eyes. She was worried that he didn't sleep well because of her.

Leng Qingtang knew it was because of the nightmare, yet he couldn't tell her more, so he answered calmly, "No."

Outside the room, a depot worker hurriedly reported,

"Master, a message from the Palace. His Majesty summons all officials to the Palace for the morning ritual."

"Now?"

Leng Qingtang frowned. He and Gu Yunxi looked at each other.

It stood to reason that every year on New Year's Eve and the first day of the New Year, the Imperial Palace should have been closed. The Emperor would not hold the morning ritual. Now it was the first day of the New Year, yet Emperor Jingxiao called all officials into the Palace.

Did something happen in the government?

Leng Qingtang took off his casual clothes and put on the Commander-in-chief's robe. Gu Yunxi got up quickly and came over to help the Master. She tentatively asked, "Can you take me with you?"

"What are you going to do? It's snowy and cold outside."

"Sister Yunyao has been in the Palace for a long time. I miss her..."

Leng Qingtang put on the black hat and thought for a while, "Not this time. There must be something urgent in the Palace. It is inconvenient to lead you to see her. Next time, I will arrange to let you two meet."

Seeing her pensive look, he felt sorry. Holding her hand, he said, "This is the first day of the year. People usually visit their relatives and friends. You can ask Qinger to find some gifts from the mansion and accompany you to the garden to see your friends. After all, Nanny Gu did raise you up. It will be polite to visit her."

"OK," Gu Yunxi nodded.