Dragon Flies Phoenix Dances, Chapter 1: The Amnesiac Third Master Long's Mistress...

Dragon Flies Phoenix Dances《龙飞凤舞》Long Fei Feng Wu
Dragon Flies Phoenix Dances, Chapter 1: The Amnesiac Third Master Long's Mistress...

As consciousness invaded her mind little by little, she awoke, feeling only a headache for a moment, and there seemed to be a buzzing sound in her ears. She struggled to open her eyes, the eerie moonlight pierced her eyes, but there was only a blur in front of her. She seemed to be lying on the cold ground, moving her fingers she felt the cold water and damp earth, and her nose smelled of fresh green grass. She seems to be near a wild river.

She gasped, and she felt a huge pain in her head, she subconsciously lifted her hand to touch, but found that her arm was heavy, it took half a while before she touched her head, and the wetness on her hands was like blood.

She froze, what happened to her?

A man ran to her side and asked anxiously, "How are you? Are you okay?"

She couldn't answer, the pain drained her strength, her head still seemed to be bleeding, and she blinked hard to get a better look at the man in front of her, unfortunately she could only see a blurry outline.

The man seemed to have no patience to wait for her to come to her senses, and he dragged her to the shore, reached out and fumbled in a burst of her garments, his mouth yelling, "Where are they?"

Something? What is it?

A sound seemed to come from afar, buzzing in her ears, inaudible, but the man who was rummaging through her body must have heard it, for he quickly stood up, turned and ran away.

Soon, a noisy group of people came to her side, holding torches and shouting so loudly that they stung her eyes shut, and she could hear what they were shouting. "Here she is, found her, found her....."

Did you find her? Who's looking for her?

Her head hurt so much she couldn't react, she didn't know what was going on, and then, she sank back into the darkness.

Opening her eyes again, what she saw was the top of the green, blue silk bed, and she moved only to find a soft comforter covering her body, while she was lying on the bed. Her head didn't seem to hurt as much, and she reached out to feel it, there was something tied around her head, which turned out to be bandaged. She carefully and slowly turned her head and surveyed this room she was in.

There was a round table in the middle of the house, with only a round wooden tray, a teapot, and four cups resting upside down. Under the table were four chairs, one of which had been pulled over, which meant that there someone had apparently been sitting earlier. The pulling of the chair indicates that the person will return soon, and the absence of tea on the table indicates that the person should be a servant who went to fetch the tea.

There was a small quadrangle of cases in the room by the window, and the bronze mirror and comb on the case, the rouge box jewelry box was neatly placed. There was a large standing cabinet against the wall with some of the daughter's clutter on top. A glance here shows that it is a daughter's boudoir.

She guessed that the owner of the house was out of favor. The sound of footsteps came from outside the house, she somehow quickly closed her eyes, in her mind at this moment she had memorized the position of the objects in the house and the windows of the door, and she secretly moved to try if she had the strength to move.

All of this was done in a flash of her subconscious, her mind a little foggy, as if something was wrong. But what it was, she hadn't thought of for a moment.

The one who came in was a maiden who stepped on finely frayed feet, she could hear it, and this maiden did not know martial arts. She quietly opened her eyes and saw the maiden's appearance, not recognizing it. But it was at this moment that she finally remembered that something was wrong, and it turned out that in her mind, there was no memory of anything from before she woke up.

The maid was standing in front of the bed when she saw the woman on the bed with her eyes open, and said, "The Mistress is awake."

Mistress? So this girl knows her? The woman on the bed let out an "hmm" in response, but was startled by her own dry voice. What happened to her and how long did she lie there?

The maiden was a servant, so she poured water and reached for her head to give her water. She thought about it, but her head was still empty, so she just sat up with a headache. She looked at her without moving, mentally calculating what the hell was going on.

The maid put the cup down and turned back to meet her eyes squarely as she said, "The Mistress is injured, it's better to rest a little longer."

Injured? The woman on the bed recalled with great effort, unfortunately not having the slightest recollection of how she was injured. In fact, her mind had no memory of someone or something, including herself.

Is it weird to ask "who am I" in this case? It was better to pick a safer question, so she asked, "I'm awake, aren't you going to inform someone?"

The words seemed to surprise the maiden, who froze and replied, ''The Second Master will be busy at this moment and won't come over. The head steward went out to work for the Second Master. The doctor said that the lady had hit her head and had been given medicine, and that she would be well if she rested more and took her medicine on time."

"You mean, the doctor said it was fine, so everyone thought it was okay not to come and see, right?" The maid froze and seemed at a loss for an answer.

The woman on the bed thought hard about the Second Master: Head steward, and couldn't think of anything, and she still couldn't think of who she was. You can't hide it anyway. Just ask: "What's your name?"

The maiden really frowned: ''Did the mistress bumped her head into confusion? This maid servant is Xiao Qing."

"Oh, it's Xiao Qing ah." She then asked, "Who am I again?"

Xiao Qing opened her mouth wide in surprise and stammered, "Mistr... mistress, you had a brain injury, don't you remember?"

"Yeah, it was banged up." She replied frankly and seriously.

Xiao Qing froze, taking a step back and said, "Mistress, mistress, quickly don't think about this stupid idea, the Second Master is already angry, if you keep acting stupid, he would punish you heavily."

Mistress, the Second Master? The woman in bed thought and thought and said what she guessed in her heart, "You call me ma'am, and keep saying the Second Master, so is he my husband?"

This time, the maiden wasn't surprised, she was shocked, she turned around and rushed out the door, calling out loudly, "Quickly, someone, someone, quickly call Doctor Chen......."

The amnesiac woman was left alone in the room, sitting on the bed as she fiddled with the bandages on her head, muttering to herself, "Well, I'll know he's not my husband, do you need to react so violently?"

She waited for a while, but Doctor Chen did not arrive, but came in an old woman, with four or five maids, broke in. To say barge in, it was indeed because she came in with an overbearing air.

"I heard that something had happened to my mistress, and I came here specially to see it." Her gaze was sharp and her thin lips pursed when she didn't speak, looking rather stern.

"Thank you for asking, who are you?" The old woman, though neat and tidy, could not hide her dusty and slightly tired state, she must have just returned. I don't know what it's about me that made her just barge in

"Humph, still not remembering? I'm Madam Yu. "The old woman had a look of you playing dumb, but answered anyway, "It’s Madam, the steward of this house."

Just now the maid said the head steward, this will be another steward Madam, and it seems this should be a big house. The woman sitting on the bed rubbed her head again and asked, "So who am I?"

"Your name is Feng Ning, you are the wife of this family Third Master." Madam Yu furrowed her brow.

"The Third Master?” No wonder the maiden ran so fast, it turned out that she had mistaken the second brother as her husband, which was indeed a bit out of character.

"Is Mistress trying to tell me that there's nothing left that she can remember?"

Feng Ning didn't answer, then asked, "Where is this?"

Madam Yu coldly said, "The Long Mansion in the capital."

Feng Ning asked again, "What happened to me?"

"You hit your head." Madam Yu laughed coldly, "This bump is just silly, thanks to Mistress silliness."

"You think I'm playing dumb?" The old woman's bad attitude was too obvious for Feng Ning to ignore even if she wanted to. She shook her head, a huge pain fluctuated in her head.

Madam Yu stood on the edge of the bed and stared at her coldly, Feng Ning closed her eyes and waited for the pain to pass before thinking and asking, "What about my husband?" The question can be asked, it has nothing to do with whether she plays dumb or not.

"What?" Madam Yu showed surprise in her eyes.

Could it be that she asked the word HUSBAND that it was also out of line, Feng Ning felt strange: ''Didn't you say that I was the wife of the Third Master? I'm hurt, does he intend to leave me alone?"

The old woman stared at Feng Ning, then pursed her lips and didn't speak.

Feng Ning looked back at her frankly, remembering this cold boudoir with no semblance of a man living in it, the more he thought, the stranger she became: "Is this my room in the Long Mansion?"

"Yes."

"Am I an abandoned wife?"

"Not."

"Is it that my husband is dead?" That's why the girl kept saying the Second Master, the Second Master, is the Third Master dead?

"No." Madam Yu looked like she was annoyed: "This kind of nonsense is not allowed to be spoken."

"So where's my husband? I want to see him."

Madam Yu sniffed and narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at her for a while before turning her head and instructing the maid behind her, "Go and get Doctor Chen."

"Doctor Chen will be found out, but where did my husband go?"

The old woman "grunted" and sat down in her chair, not answering.

Feng Ning would feel that her head didn't hurt as much, but the doubts were mounting, and she continued to ask, "Auntie, how did I hit my head?"

"This one should be yours to tell me." Madam Yu's tone was bad, obviously having little patience.

"So it's you guys who lost me and don't know how I got hurt?" Feng Ning's mind was suddenly reminded of the cold water, the damp muddy ground, and the blinding moonlight and torches. That strange man, he was searching for something on her.

Madam Yu didn't answer her, and Feng Ning asked again and again, "Then who normally takes care of me?"

Madam Yu didn't answer, but Xiao Qing spoke back, "It's Xiao Qing who is in charge of Madam's living care."

"So where is my maiden family from? How long have I been married?"

Feng Ning got excited to ask, but that Madam Yu was impatient, she slapped the table hard and drank at one of the maids behind her, "Go take a look, why does it take so long to hire a doctor?"

"Auntie, don't be in a hurry, the doctor also has to walk, he will not fly not, don't be in a hurry. Let's just keep talking and wait while we talk." Feng Ning ignored Madam Yu's black face and actually advised her.

"I'm not some Auntie." Madam Yu was furious. Auntie is the name people get called in the town market, and in the rich family, it also refers to a rough old woman.

"Oh, sorry then, that's Madam Yu.” Feng Ning obediently changed her appellation and asked again, "Madam Yu, are you in a bad mood, or do you simply not like me?"

This question, Madam Yu does not intend to answer, but anyone who is a bit calculating, will not say their attitude of others so bluntly, this Third Young Lady, what kind of trick is this?

Who knew that Feng Ning asked again, "Why do you say like I'm pretending to be crazy and stupid?"

Madam Yu finally couldn't hold back, so she bluntly said, "You can do such a thing."

"So." Feng Ning wasn't angry either, just quietly contemplating. Looking at the environment of the house, the faces of the people in charge of it, she really had no memory of them at all, did she really live here? Did she really see them?

"Please get me a mirror." Feng Ning's request had made a room of people dumbfounded, and after being so humiliated by Madam Yu, how could he still think about the mirror?

The mirror was brought, Feng Ning looked left and right into the mirror, except for the bandage on her head stung her eyes, her looks still satisfied herself, willow eyebrows curved, big eyes full, small straight nose, cherry mouth, a big beauty. In her heart, she thought, that's what she should look like. But facing these people there was a completely foreign feeling......

She looked and looked and finally said, "You guys say I'm the wife of the Third Master, but you can't even get the master, how do I know if what you're saying is true or not? Could it be that you guys are bullying me out for my head injury and lying to me?"

The first time she saw her, she was really looking at her like a fool, and Madam Yu laughed back, "It's been a long time, but you're quite good at saying this kind of thing on your face.” The maid named Xiao Qing was so frightened that she fell to her knees, Madam Yu didn't even look at her. Retract what you said carefully, if we lied to you, what can you do with your current appearance?"

Her expression of anger was genuine, and it seemed that she had indeed been moved by Feng Ning's questioning. She didn't even know who she was, the sky was big, she was just a blank, what could she do? She thought about it, feeling hungry.

"How about, let me eat something first, and then sleep when I'm full. Wake up and maybe the brain will be fine."

Now not everyone is looking at the fool's eyes, but at the big fool's.

In less than an hour, the Long Mansion spreads birthed a rumor up and down: the Third Master Long's Mistress crashed his brain.

                               ~ Dragon Flies Phoenix Dances~

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