Seven Unfortunate Lifetimes (Love You Seven Times)

Chapter 7

I didn’t know if I was dreaming, or if there really was someone feeling guilty.

After Lu Hai Kong’s birthday, the air felt tenser. The court was now unable to ignore the northern army’s growth. It was said that the emperor was preparing the whole army to attack the north.

Father Song was on probation in the capital, he couldn’t leave the capital.

Lu Hai Kong was so busy that I didn’t even see his shadow anymore.

I didn’t know how Lu Hai Kong viewed me. I also didn’t know how I viewed Lu Hai Kong. In my eyes, he had always been someone not real. He was just Chu Kong’s short stay in the human realm. After he drank the next soup of oblivion, Lu Hai Kong would never exist again.

Every day, I stayed longer at Lan Xiang’s house, always drinking till I was half drunk before going back to sleep.

On the first snowfall, I went to the liquor house as usual. The only unusual thing about this day was that no matter what I said, Lan Xiang wouldn’t give me wine. I was really unhappy. From my pocket, I put all the money on the table and yelled: “I’ve got money! Look, I’ve got money! Give me wine!”

Lan Xiang only said: “You want wine? Go pour it yourself in the cellar.”

I didn’t hesitate. I stood up, placed my money back in my pocket and went to the backyard, straight to the underground cellar. The moment I entered the cellar, a big hand pulled me over and covered my mouth. A gruff man’s voice said against my ears: “Do not make a sound.”

His warning sounded like as though I had already made a sound. I blinked, indicating that I would cooperate with him.

Seeing that I was cooperating, he let go of me and knelt down. He bowed his head and said respectfully: “Miss, forgive me for being rude.”

Hearing him call me Miss, I understood; father Song had sent him.

Behind the man in black stood a scholar. In the cold weather of the north, he was still carrying a fan.

“Oh, so it’s you guys, student Qing Shan and Hei Wu. How have you been?”

This pair, one with martial arts and one with brains, had been working for father Song for a very long time. Hei Wu was in charge of practical things, while blackhearted student Qing Shan gave father Song advice in eliminating political opponents. Five years ago, he played a large role in eliminating Lu Hai Kong’s family. Today, these two coming to the north must be because my father was determined to take me back.

Sure enough, student Qing Shan said, while waving his fan, “I’m honored that Miss still remembers us. Today, we’ve come to deliver prime minister’s words.”

I blocked my ears and turned away from them.

“Don’t say them. I don’t want to hear it.”

Hei Wu stood up and grabbed my shoulders. Qing Shan laughingly said: "The prime minister said that you’ve played enough; it’s time to go home. The emperor has arranged a marriage for you. It’s the third prince.”

Even if I did not want to hear those words, they still reached my ears. I staggered and stared at the two of them.

“After the emperor took the throne, his third son is still alive? Isn’t he an idiot?! My father wants me to marry him? And don’t I already have an engagement with Lu Hai Kong?”

I shook my head.

“My father…my father doesn’t love me anymore.”

Hei Wu loosened his hands and said, “Miss, watch what you say.”