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The Perfect Wife.

Follow Chéng Nuǎn Yǎ, a soul bound to a sweet little system making their way across different worlds. Completing strange tasks for an invisible goal. Why does she seem so special? Read to find out more! * This story is my original story, but I do not own any art that will be displayed. *

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Chapter Seven: Ubria - Funny Predicament.

I feel so happy right now. My little conversation with Nuǎn turned out quite well for me. Seeing her blush while speaking my name must mean she likes me as well. Right? I sigh. I have no idea what I'm talking about! I never liked anyone. Maybe I need to ask some advise. But I can't go to my father or my brother. I whine. Why did she turn out to be his daughter?! How in the world am I going to court her? Would he even allow it?

While I'm brooding I find myself back in front of the room the foreign prince resides. I hear him calling out. That means two things. He is awake and my Nuǎn isn't in the room with him. That second point makes me happy. It means she didn't stay with him after her treatment. Satisfied with my way of thinking I push the door open and walk into the room. The man is still in bed, but he sat up straight. Slowly he turns his head towards me, and I see in his eyes he knows who I am.

"G-general Huáng?!" The man tries to sound strong, but his stutter betrays him. His hands also shake a little. I give him a swift nod. "Stay in bed. I'll get your doctor." And I turn around and walk out of the room. It gives me the perfect opportunity to find and talk to my Nuǎn. But the question is, where could she be?

But that question is answered pretty quickly when I find her lounging under a big tree. She has her eyes closed. I smile a little. She is so beautiful. After a few minutes I wake up from my stare. Happy she didn't notice me yet because I was being a creep. "Nuǎn'er?" I call out to her. No reaction. I frown. Is she asleep? Strange place to do that.

I walk up to her and softly shake her shoulder. While I do that she turns her face towards me, and I was about to whisper in her ear.

Her lips touch mine softly. I am completely blanked out. Frozen I stay in my spot. Her lips still on mine. Her smell drifts into my nose blurring out all my thoughts. Then her eyes pop open, and I see her face heating up. But, same as me, she is frozen in place and not able to move away.

That is until we hear someone scrape their throat behind us.

- - - - -

While I was talking to Líng, I forgot to keep an eye on my surroundings. I can tell you I'll always keep my eyes open from now on. Because when I opened mine, I looked straight into the eyes of the Genera- uhm, of Xiáng. And somehow my lips where attached to his! Seeing this was my first time I ever had lip-contact. (Even in my previous life.) I am unable to move.

[ What are you doing?!?! ]

Líng yells in my head. But the situation where I reside in now leaves me unable to speak. Even to Líng in my head.

But when I hear someone scraping their throat, both me and Xiáng 'wake up' from our frozen state and tear away form each other.

I look at the spot where the sound came from. Only to see my father standing there. My eyes are about as big as plates, and I try to explain myself. Apparently Xiáng had the same idea. So as if we practiced it we start muttering stuff to my father in sync. "I-it's not what it looks like." We look at each other, both completely flustered. "N-nothing is going on." Again I look at Xiáng. My cheeks start burning even more. "I-it just happened!" Now I can only look at my feet.

But, in contrast to what I was expecting, my father doesn't lecture us. No. He starts laughing. "My, my. I have never seen you so flustered before son. Shall I start the preparations of your wedding perhaps?" And me being a little bit slow on the joke part of my dad, pop out this answer. "I'm too young for this!" Both man turn to me wide eyed but with smiles on their faces.

Now it dawns on my that my father was joking. And I just made a fool out of myself. Immensely. So I gasp and run away as fast as I can.

[ Soooooo. That was great! ]

{ Shush Líng, I have no idea what just happened. I am mortified. }

When I reach my room one of the servants informs me that Chéngshí woke up, so I change my direction and make my way to the room he was recovering in. When I arrived I took my time collecting my breath, and my thoughts too. Seeing my mind was still a bit blurred. Then I walk through the door and to the bed where Chéngshí is sitting. "Zhōng Nuǎn! You are here as well!" I smile at him. "Off course I'm here. I'm the one who took care of you." He looks at me surprised. "You know medicine?" I nod. "A little yeah. It was the least I could do seeing it was my fault your brother attacked you." His eyes darken. "That bastard! He really went to far." Then he looks at me wide eyed. "Did he do something to you? Or to little Hé?" I shake my head.

"No, not really." I mumble as I try to steer the conversation to a different subject. "He tried, but help came in an unexpected form." I noticed my father in the doorway. Chéngshí's eyes widen and he tries to climb out of bed to pay respect to my father. "Stay in bed boy. You are still not fully recuperated." He nods and stutters. "T-thank you your Imperial Majesty." After he says that my dad starts looking very pleased with himself. Which doesn't sit well with me so I out him. "Dad, can you not frighten my friend?"

[ You are an evil person! Again with the bomb dropping. Poor Chéngshí! ]

{ (*☉౪ ⊙。) }

But it wasn't what I had expected. Because Chéngshí fainted. "Oops?" I shrug my shoulders to my father. He laughs softly. "You are so like your mother, you know that?" I blush a little. "Even if we didn't get to spend a lot of time with each other. I always knew we were meant to be." That hurts me a little bit, so I ask him the following question. "So why didn't you come for us then? Almost 17 years dad. And you never came."

I can see that my question, or rather accusation, hits him harshly. But now is not the time to be polite. My mom was still imprisoned with that horrid man I used to call father. And I am not planning to abandon her there. "When are you going to free her?" I look him in his eyes. "She has endured so much these past years. But the heart can only take that much." And to prevent myself from getting angry at him. I remove myself from the room. Chéngshí is still knocked out so I'll talk to him later. And I could see he wanted to talk about Xiáng as well and I cannot and I will not talk about that thing that happened. I am denying it. Partly. Because wow. That man is candy.

[ That man is Candy? What is going on in your head missy?! ]

{ Theeeheeeee. Don't you agree then my little Líng }

[ (¤﹏¤) Someone call 9-1-1, my host has gone crazy! ]

{ Tsk tsk. Fleeing at the first signs of danger. You are a funny system Líng. }

[ Please stay normal host. I beg it of you! ]

"Xiáng." I blurt out his name when I see him coming around the corner. And unexpectedly he blushes when he sees me. "Hello Nuǎn." I wobble on my feet a little because I'm nervous. I see him fidgeting with his hands too. Then at the same time we talk. "I'm so sorry about the kiss." We look at each other and we both start laughing. "We -haha- need to stop doing -haha- that." He tries to gather his breath. "I -haha- agree. It's like we -haha- are linked in our minds." After laughing for some time we finally calm down.

"Nuǎn, you are the most wonderful woman I have ever met." I am fangirling over the fact he calls me a woman. "You are not so bad yourself Xiáng. I feel so secure around you." He smiles. God damnit this man is gorgeous! "So, uhm." He starts to talk nervously. "Would you mind it if I would court you?" Wow did not expect that. I was hoping for it, but not this fast though. "Not at all." Oh great, my mouth is speaking again before my brain approved the sentence. I start blushing and quickly bow to him and disappear into my room. If my mom could see me now, she'd spank me..

- - - - -

Lonely. That's the most primal feeling I have at this moment. My little Nuǎn'er left on her adventure to the Silent Sect and Tánhuáng, leaving me here all alone. "Milady, don't sigh so much. Everything will turn out just fine. Little Kuài is at her side." I look up at my own hand maiden, Kuài's mother. "Bāo Yǔ, thank you. I can always count on you. But I wonder, why haven't we heard of them yet?" Bāo Yǔ shakes her head. "That I don't know either milady."

It's been almost three weeks now, and I haven't heard anything from my daughter. I am a little bit worried. But I believe in her. She is a strong girl, just like I taught her to be. And she has the blood of generals flowing through her. I shouldn't fuss that much. Then I sigh again. I'm still her mother. So I allow myself to be anxious for the moment I hear from her.

"Milady, the Lord is approaching." I wake up from my melancholy directly and stand up so I can greet that disgusting man. "This wife greets her Husband." And I make a reverence. "You are to please this Minister." I look up with big eyes. He isn't supposed to visit me now?! I am a little overwhelmed. He looks at me angrily. "The others don't satisfy me, not after I had seen you again when handling our daughter." And he walks towards me with lust in his eyes. "M-milord? Y-you never visit me at this time of the year. P-please." He rips my dress open. "Ha. You woman. You have no say in this. You are here to please me and to give me heirs. Why is it that you haven't given me a son yet?"

I can't answer him. Not that I don't know the answer, because I do. I feel so violated. I start to pat my dress, looking for some needles, but to my horror I feel none. Being occupied with my search, that pig's patience runs out apparently. So he throws me on the bed. My chest exposed by his violent movements and the rip in my dress. I quickly cross my arms over my chest to protect my chastity. I am only for my Chàng. No one can see or touch me. Without my poison I can't counter this fat man above me. Is it finally happening then?

"You also need to explain why I can never remember our encounters. Are you a true whore who pleasures me so much that I pass out? Or is it other things you do to this Lord?!" Panic is visible on my face. His hands roam my body impatiently and I feel him pulling up my dress. I trash underneath him. "NO! Stop! I don't want to do this with you!" His hand presses over my mouth. "So you probably do something to me then. You Whore! Haha! I shall let you taste my seed, and then I'll lock you up in the cells so I can use you the rest of your li-"

His sentence is cut short and his body drops on top of me. I can feel his naked organ on my leg. Vomit is traveling up my gullet and I fight the urge to puke over my bed. Bāo Yǔ's face appears in my field of view. I start to cry. "O my god! Bāo Yǔ you saved me! Thank you! Thank you!" She smiles at me. "I heard your scream Milady, I saw what he wanted to do so I grabbed your needles immediatly." I pale a little. "How many did you use?" She pales as well. "T-three Milady."

We quickly push him of me and I grab is wrist. But I can't feel anything. It starts to dawn at me. I probably killed my husband. On one hand, good riddance. But on the other hand, he died here. If he is dead that is. Luckily it is dark. "Did he bring any guards?" Bāo Yǔ looks outside. "No Milady. Shall I fetch my husband? He can help us." I nod and she leaps out of the room.

Slowly pacing around I start to think of what we could do. Then I have an idea. I grab my wine and empty the cup over his clothes, while trying not to look at his shriveled organ which is still hanging out in the open. If he survives this he probably can't use it anymore. Ha. Now I hope he lives so he can taste the horror of incompetence. I laugh softly while I ruffle his shirt some more.

"Milady I have returned. Yán Hé is here as well. What do we need to do." So I start to explain what I've come up with. They both agree on this plan so Yán Hé swiftly moves to fetch more guards.

I start my act of crying while Bāo Yǔ is hugging me to provide comfort. I am still in my ruined dress, but Bāo Yǔ covered me with a blanket. Soon guards come running in the room to check on their master. "Woman, what happened." He looks me up and down, his eyes betray his lust, but he manages to hold it in, seeing I am still his masters wife. "W-we, h-he." Bāo Yǔ pats me on me back. "Calm my lady, they need to know what happened." I nod slowly. "We just started as normal, but my Husband suddenly fell down and I couldn't find his pulse. You must take him to the House Physician, Quickly!" The guards nods and leaves my courtyard swiftly with his body.

When they are all gone, both me and Bāo Yǔ release our breath. "I hope they don't find traces of the poison I used. But my mother told me it was nearly untraceable. Let's hope that it is this time." Bāo Yǔ nods. "We need to be more careful in the future. I still wish to be reunited with my Chàng, whilst still being alive that is. Not in the afterlife." She squeezes my hand. "What if it is he who already passed? Our countries are still at war, albeit a cold war, it is still very restless." I sigh again. "We can only hope Bāo Yǔ. I can only wish to see him again."

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Yes! I have given you more names! I am so rotten. But I love it. Sorry not sorry! ヽ(⌐■_■)ノ♪♬

Hand Servant Zhōng Yīn Zhì / Mother of Kuài= Xīwàng Bāo Yǔ : 希望 Xīwàng - Hope, Wish. 褒 Bāo - Praise, Honour. 雨 Yǔ - Rain.

Guard / Husband XBY / Stepfather to Kuài = Shùn Yán Hé : 顺 Shùn - Obey, Submit. 岩 Yán - Cliff, Rocks". 和 Hé - Harmony, Peace"

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YES. You guessed it correctly. There are three different point of views in this chapter!

We start with our gorgeous general Xiáng, I thought why not? He is the man of the hour isn't he?

Then back to our leading lady Nuǎn. No explanation needed.

And then I surprised you with our sweetest Mother Zhōng Yīn Zhì.

I hope you still enjoy!

Read you Laterr -- (ノ>▽<。)ノ

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