Keyboard Immortal

Chapter 1905: I’ll Help You Get Revenge

Madam Jin was lying on her stomach on the coffin, face to face with King Jin. She reflexively clutched her mouth to not make any sound.

"My husband, if your spirit is watching from heaven, you'll definitely understand me, right? I’m all alone without anyone to depend on. I need someone to rely on. The Chief Commander was able to defeat King Dai’s guardian so easily. He definitely has the ability to help you get revenge."

In truth, she already knew who her real enemy was. She didn’t feel that much hatred toward Zu An anymore. In the end, he was also just a victim caught up in the conspiracy. Even if it weren’t him in that position, they would have done something similar. In contrast, King Dai and Madam Dai were the true masterminds. The Meng clan likely had a hand in it as well. Every single one of the forces involved was an enormous power that a humble woman like her couldn't hope to compare to.

She was a widowed madam who couldn't even protect her own family. At the very least, the Chief Commander could help her protect the He clan. And for all of that, she naturally had to pay the price…

My husband, please forgive me!

Suddenly, King Jin, who was lying in the coffin, opened his eyes and stared at her furiously. He roared, “No, I don’t understand! I won’t forgive you!”

“Huh?” Madam Jin’s entire body trembled, and she felt as if her soul had almost left her body. She roused herself awake and discovered that she was sitting on her bed, her entire body drenched in sweat. When she looked around her, she discovered that she was sleeping in her own room.

“Was all of that just a dream?” Madam Jin murmured to herself. She reflexively touched her scorching hot cheeks, thinking, “But why would I dream about something like that?”

Her personal maid Dong’er quickly entered when she heard the activity, asking, “Madam, is something wrong?”

Madam Jin was surprised. She asked with a reddened face, “Dong’er, how did I get here?” She remembered that she had been in King Jin’s mourning hall! She seemed to have dreamt an enchanting dream, but she couldn't recall many of the exact details.

Dong’er began to chatter away while gesturing, “Madam, you fainted from crying in the mourning hall! It’s not that this servant is trying to shoot my mouth off, but the master has already passed, so madam needs to take care of your body. You can’t ruin your body through crying…”

She continued to nag on endlessly, but Madam Jin reflexively ignored it all and only heard that she had ‘fainted’.

Did I really just faint from broken-heartedness in the mourning hall?

But why don’t I remember anything?

She could vaguely sense that something wasn’t right, and yet she couldn't exactly pinpoint what it was. She suddenly thought of something and quickly asked, “How did I return to this place after I fainted?”

Dong’er replied, “The Embroidered Envoy's Chief Commander carried you back.”

“Huh?” Madam Jin exclaimed, now completely stunned. Her cheeks turned red, and she glared at the servant in humiliation, exclaiming, “Dong’er! He is a man; how could you let him carry me?!”

Dong’er stuck out her tongue, saying “This servant is so weak, so I’m not strong enough to carry the madam, you know? Besides, Chief Commander didn’t tell me to carry you either. He’s really scary, so this servant didn’t dare to say anything.”

Madam Jin’s entire body became a bit weak when she heard that another man had carried her back to her room. She gave the maid an accusatory look, replying, “Then what if he took advantage of me? Would you have let him do whatever he wanted to?”

Dong’er was stunned. She exclaimed, “Madam, what are you thinking? Even though the Embroidered Envoy are fierce, we all know that they are loyal and devoted to the royal family! Furthermore, the Chief Commander looks dignified and upright; how could he do something like that?”

Madam Jin was stunned.

That’s right! Why would I have such thoughts? This really is weird.

The Chief Commander’s tall and straight figure appeared in her mind. Her face couldn't help but become red. She wondered what he looked like without his mask on.

I remember that I wanted to remove his mask and take a look several times, but he didn’t let me…

She was stunned when she thought of that.

When did that happen? Why can’t I remember anything?

Was that also in my dreams…

When she saw her enter a daze, Dong’er just assumed that she was uncomfortable from finding out that she had been carried by another man. She quickly consoled her, saying, “Madam, don’t worry too much. The Embroidered Envoy are all monsters in the eyes of everyone else in the capital. No one would treat them like actual men.”

“Monsters, huh…” Madam Jin murmured, her legs inadvertently twitching.

He really did seem like a monster, he wasn’t like a human at all…

She immediately clutched her face.

What is wrong with me? Why do I have all these random thoughts?

Don’t tell me that it really was all because of that dream I had earlier?

He Yuan, He Yuan, how can you have a dream like that? Do you still have any sense of shame left?

She suddenly thought of something and quickly ordered, “Dong’er, you’re not allowed to speak of this matter to anyone. If anyone else finds out, I’ll be too ashamed to meet anyone ever again!”

“This servant already knows, and that Chief Commander warned me too. He was really scary,” Dong’er said. She couldn't help but shiver when she recalled how the other side had threatened her.

But he only carried her here after she fainted and it's not as if he slept with madam, so what was he so nervous for?

Madam Jin sighed in relief when she heard what the maid said. At the same time, she couldn't help but have a good impression of the Chief Commander.

That man is surprisingly considerate and did this for the sake of my reputation.

“By the way, where is that Chief Commander? Is he still here?” she asked.

Dong’er shook her head and said, “He left after carrying you here. But he left behind some Embroidered Envoys to guard the manor, saying that it was to protect us.”

“He left…” Madam Jin muttered, and her little mouth opened slightly. For some reason, she felt a sort of empty feeling.

“Isn’t it great that he left? The Embroidered Envoy is so scary; so many of our servants had their bottoms beaten viciously. They’re still crying for mommy and daddy right now,” Dong’er grumbled. However, she couldn't help but size up the madam. Her brows were curved and her mouth was small… The madam really was pretty, and her complexion seemed to be much rosier than before, making her look even more stunning.

However... Perhaps she was just seeing things, but she felt as if the madam’s mouth seemed to be a bit bigger than before. Was it because she'd cried too much, or was it because she'd had something in there for a long time?

I don’t think I prepared any foods like that for her recently, though?

“Dong’er, help me make some preparations. I want to take a bath and change my clothes,” Madam Jin said, shifting awkwardly. For some reason, she felt a really uncomfortable sticky sensation.

“Yes, ma’am," Dong'er replied.

…

Meanwhile, after Zu An returned Madam Jin to her chambers, he had returned to the mourning hall. He was even a bit alarmed when he recalled how absurd what had just happened was. The two of them seemed to have been bewitched, not having any rationality left.

He had suddenly releasing something. After he released all of his desires, his mind was full of clarity.

This isn’t normal!

He looked around. Suddenly, he sniffed, and his gaze landed on the ashes that remained in the incense burner. He walked over and pinched it. Then, he moved it closer to smell it better. Suddenly, he exclaimed, “Worries Be Gone Rosemary?”

The Baopu Sutra had a record of this item, but he'd never expected that such a thing that had long been lost to history would make another appearance. Those who were affected by its smell would forget everything that happened. Even if there were some leftover memories, they would only think that it was all from a dream. It was one of the best drugs for sexual assault. Countless people who had impure thoughts dreamed of such a thing.

However, the drug was extremely hard to create, and the formula had already been lost. The ingredients needed were also rare and hard to find. The original creator of the drug was a genius in medicine refining, but he hadn’t used his brilliance for the betterment of the world. He had really strange tastes; he didn’t like young ladies, and instead only wanted married women. By relying on this drug, he had been able to sleep with countless famous beautiful madams. After the affair, they didn’t even know what happened! He could even become sworn brothers with their husbands during the day, while at night, as the couple was drugged, he would take the man's place.

Just like that, he had lived for several years like an immortal. However, paper could never cover fire forever.

There had been a famous couple; because of an accident, though the husband could still do it, he hadn't been able to impregnate anyone. They hadn't said anything to anyone else, though. The medicine master hadn’t known that, and ended up getting the madam pregnant. The husband had erupted into a violent rage. However, the madam was also dumbfounded, and after looking into it, they had ended up pointing their suspicion at the medicine master.

The whole affair was finally exposed, and countless victims had hunted him down. In the end, the medicine master died an incredibly miserable death, and his Worries Be Gone Rosemary was lost.

“Why would this thing appear here?” Zu An muttered, his brows furrowing tightly.

He suddenly recalled King Dai’s unnatural actions and immediately realized something. So it was him!

He walked over to the coffin and looked down at King Jin, whose complexion was an ashen gray. Perhaps it was because of the reflections of the surrounding cold jade, but his body shone a faint green color, making him look a bit sinister.

Zu An sighed, saying, “You really are pitiful. You ended up being used and gave your life away. Then, as soon as you died, your older brother immediately set his eyes on your wife.

“Don’t blame me. Even if I hadn't been here, someone else would have taken advantage of Madam Jin. In a sense, I actually saved her.

“This is Worries Be Gone Rosemary, something your big brother King Dai used. This drug has a benefit, which is that your madam won’t remember a single thing about what happened. To her, she's still a wife who's fully devoted to you.

“I'll help you protect her, and I'll find the real mastermind. That can be considered getting revenge for you.”

Perhaps the corpse in the coffin heard what he said, as King Jin’s sinister expression now seemed much more gentle.

Zu An turned around to leave. When he left, he ordered Dai Seventh and Chen Eighth, “You should continue to stand guard around King Jin Manor and protect Madam Jin. Make sure to pay special attention to King Dai. Do not let him come into contact with Madam Jin alone.”

Dai Seventh and Chen Eighth were stunned, but they didn’t dare to voice their doubts. “Understood!”

Zu An paused for a moment, then said, Furthermore, send some people to look into who is targeting Madam Jin’s He clan and protect them. Look into who is causing trouble.”

“Understood!”

Zu An turned around and gave Madam Jin’s room a look. He thought to himself that this entire affair was a misunderstanding, so perhaps it wouldn't be too bad for her to just think of it all as a dream and forget about it. With his mind made up, he disappeared into the darkness, leaving King JIn Manor.

…

When he left, Dai Seventh and Chen Eighth couldn't help but hide in a corner and whisper to each other.

“Say, why do you think Chief Commander is so intent on taking care of Madam Jin? He didn’t end up falling for her, did he?”

“Heh, Madam Jin is charming and pitiful, and that small mouth is just like the beauties described in books. I’ve never seen such a delicate mouth and eyebrows. There's also a pitiful air about her that would make any man feel a desire to protect her.”

“But she is a madam, for better or for worse. Do you think…”

“Is that something we should be thinking about? We just need to follow orders.”

…

Meanwhile, in King Jin Manor’s rear residence, the entire place was full of steam. Madam Jin was lying in the bathtub, her fair skin now carrying a red blush. With a perplexed expression, she murmured, “Was all that… really just a dream?”

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