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Chapter 2: The Three Husbands and Four Servants Dote on One Woman (Part 1)

  The First Volume The National Protector's Wife and Her Three Husbands and Four Concubines Chapter 2: The Three Husbands and Four Concubines, One Favored Woman (Part 1)

  Wave after wave of pain made me feel like I was in a sea of flames, and after struggling between reality and hallucination, I slowly came to from my daze. My left shoulder was burning with pain, and through my blurry vision, a man appeared. Then, there was a sharp ripping sound "Rip!" He was tearing at my clothes. I immediately woke up with a start, raised my hand to strike the man, but it was so weak.

  The man gently grasped my hand, very softly and lightly: "Madam, you can hit me if you want, but if your wound isn't treated soon, it will be life-threatening!" His tone was stern and unyielding, I barely made out the face of the man in front of me, his expression serious and determined, probably he would do it even if I disagreed.

  Moreover, a strange thought flashed through my mind: I finally saw normal people. The man in front of me looked so ordinary that you could forget him as soon as you glanced away.

  I weakly turned away and let him go.

  I think I must have crossed over, otherwise the wound on my shoulder wouldn't hurt so deeply. My gaze swept around, but it was just a dilapidated temple, very crude, with cobwebs hanging everywhere.

  The line of sight fell, but saw a human skin mask, the mouth of the mask was stained with blood, could it be...

  "Ahh!" My shoulder felt like it was being ripped apart, and stars appeared before my eyes. I had never experienced such a severe external injury that made my breathing irregular, and the piercing pain almost suffocated me.

  Damn it! If I can live a peaceful and elegant life, I will definitely find that damn guy to take revenge!

  "Madam, please bear with it, the bone is broken, I'll help you set it back in place. Take a deep breath, it will be alright."

  The man's voice in front of me recalled, that gentle voice made me feel warm-hearted.

  I looked at him, his expression was very solemn, already sweating profusely, as if he was the one who got hurt instead of me.

  This man's every facial feature is very ordinary, if you were to take them apart and throw them into a crowd, it would be almost impossible to find him. However, when these ordinary features are put together, they form a face that is quite good-looking, though it's hard to say exactly what makes it so; it just gives people a warm feeling, like a gentle spring breeze. This should count as some kind of innate charm, right? He gives people a trustworthy feeling, at least he does for me, making me feel very at ease and eliminating the fear I had about entering this strange new world.

  "Ma'am, say something, it can alleviate your pain."

  "Say something... okay..." felt a dry throat, very uncomfortable, "Why do you call me madam? Could it be... that you are my...?" This is ancient times, right? In ancient times, husbands were called... ah yes, "husband?"

  The man looked back at me with a look of astonishment, his eyes filled with doubt: "Madam, don't you even recognize me?"

  I looked at him, looking very carefully, with eyebrows that were neither thick nor thin, simple eyes, double eyelids, a straight nose bridge, lips that were neither thick nor thin, and a very clean and refreshing face, making me feel very comfortable: "Where is this? Who are you? And who am I? What's the Linglong Treasure Mirror? All of this...I seem to have forgotten..." Amnesia, King!

  "Milady! Have you truly forgotten? You are the Imperial Consort of the current dynasty!"

  "Protecting the country... madam?" My soft murmur caused the man in front of me to furrow his brow, and deep worry appeared at the bottom of his eyes: "I am Nangong Qiuyue."

  "Nangong... Qiuyue...?"

  "What... about Chu Yue?"

  I slowly shook my head.

  "What about the back string?"

  Hou Xian? I've heard this song before, but don't know who the person is.

  "How could this be?" Nan Gong Qiuyue exclaimed loudly, "Madam! How could you have lost your memory!"

  "I couldn't help but ask: 'Who... are you guys, after all?'"

  "We are your husbands!" Nan Gong Qiuyue shouted in a nearly urgent tone, and I was stunned! As if struck by a thunderbolt on a clear sky, my whole body stiffened and couldn't move. My lips began to tremble with pain or excitement: "You... you... you?! Three of them, are my husbands?!" I almost felt that my voice had become strange and unfamiliar.

  Nangong Qiuye nodded seriously: "That's right! I, Nangong Qiuye, and Chu Yue and Hou Xian who are now guarding the temple outside, are all your husbands!"

  "Three! Three!! Good heavens, how did I get three husbands?!"

  "No, madam, you have three husbands and four lovers, making a total of seven gentlemen!"

  "Seven! Seven!! Seven!!!". Everything went black before my eyes, I completely fainted, this stimulation was just too great for me!!!!

  "What's wrong with your wife?"

  In the daze, I heard another man's voice, a very steady voice.

  "Madam has lost her memory." It was Nangong Qiuyue. I wanted to open my eyes, but my eyelids were stuck together and couldn't be opened.

  "Amnesia? How is that possible?" The voice turned cold, he was calling Hou Xuan, so he should be the other man, probably called Chu Yue. I heard Nan Gong Qiu Yue say that.

  "Hmph, since she's lost her memory, the contract is null and void. I should leave." The voice was cold, so cold that it seemed as if the person had no emotions, only death accompanied him.

  "Hou Xian, you're being too unscrupulous. Don't forget why you entered the Hu Guo Fu in the first place - to avoid someone. The Palace Master of Han Bing has recently arrived in the capital."

  Then, there was a period of silence, what Hu Guo Fu... what Han Bing Gong... my head hurts so much, it's so hot, I think I have a fever...

  Along the way, I woke up a few times, as if in a horse-drawn carriage. The whole journey was spent drowsily, sometimes sleeping and sometimes waking up. Beside me, there was always someone, I knew it was Nangong Qiuyue.

  Gradually accepted this world, accepted the fact of crossing over, accepted this polygamous system, and slowly became calm.

  That night, I had a dream. In the dream, I was Snow White, and beside me were seven little dwarfs. The seven little dwarfs were diligently digging diamonds for me, singing happy songs in their mouths. Then, they stopped, and with both hands, they presented the dug-up diamonds to my face. They were as big as steamed buns, and looking at them made my eyes shine brightly.

  They walked towards me, shouting loudly: "Madam... Madam..." Their mechanical and stiff movements were like zombies, I was scared, started to back away, but they pounced on me, revealing a lewd smile: "Madam! Let's have group sex together."

  I was frightened awake, and there was sweat all over my forehead.

  "Madam——" A woman's shrill cry was followed by someone pouncing on me, a heavy body landing on my weak one, and I immediately lost my breath. After great difficulty, I came to, only to be pressed into unconsciousness again by this person.

  Then a woman's sobbing voice was heard: "Madam, what will happen to Xiaoyao if something happens to you... You mustn't have an accident..."

  I started to wonder, after barely accepting those seven old husbands, I began to suspect that this world is popular with raising spoiled daughters? It's not an ordinary world, and it needs to be thought about in a non-ordinary way, otherwise I will only fall unconscious again.

  I lifted my hand, but found that I had no strength at all. With great effort, I licked my lips, which were cracked and parched. My throat felt like it was on fire, and the shoulder that had been slapped still throbbed with a burning pain. I strained to produce a hoarse cry from my throat: "Water..." The sound was like an Egyptian mummy crawling out of its coffin, making a noise that even I found terrifying.

  "Milady!" The little maid turned around excitedly, this time she didn't rush over, but looked at me with joy, "What do you want? What is it that you really want?"

  I took a good look at the little girl in front of me, and she was quite pretty, with a fresh and lovely face, her big watery eyes sparkling even more brightly after being washed clean by tears. How to put it? She felt just like a little white rabbit I used to raise, very cute, and gave me a feeling that made me want to dote on her.

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