Becoming the Empress: Golden Finger Set Under My Bed

Translator: Sissy That Walk

It was almost dark outside when Zhu Xianxian and Lu Mingyue left Liuxi Pavilian. Hong Yu prepared some snacks outside while Silver stood beside her uncomfortablely in her green dress. Seeing An Rushuang coming, she quickly came forward and paid respect “Madam!”

Hongyu said, “Madam, would you like to have some soup first? Today they prepared the ‘Eight-treasures’ pigeon soup in the kitchen. It’s good for your sleep. You haven’t had a good night since you got scared by the horse. The soup contains red dates and longan. They are good for soothing your nerves.”

Saying so, she took a bowl of soup and sent it to An Rushuang, “You sleep well in Lady An’s room. What about going to the Lady’s and asking for some incense? Only her ladyship’s Buddha incense is different from ours. ” 𝗳𝘳𝐞e𝙬𝙚𝚋𝗻𝚘𝚟𝗲l.𝑐𝑜ｍ

The soup smelt good, but it was not the horse that made her sleep less well, but...

Thinking of the annoying man, An Rushuang couldn’t help clenching her teeth. But if she turned to what she was in the daytime, what should she do?

Thinking of this, An Rushuang immediately refused, “No! No! I don’t need it. I’m not used to the Buddha incense at mother’s place.” But was it because of the incense?

Suddenly, a crispy voice was heard outside, “Madam, Mo Zhu is outside and she wants to see you.”

Hearing this, An Rushuang was given a little start. Why did she come at this time?

“Let her in.”

The little servant quickly replied and went out for Mo Zhu.

Liuxi Pavilion was not too big, so Mo Zhu arrived at the doorstep just after a while. With a lotus-craved rosewood treasure box held in hand, she smilingly paid respect to An Rushuang, “Madam!”

“Mo Zhu.” An Rushuang looked at Hong Yu, asking her to clean the table and then turned to Mo Zhu, “Why do you come here at this time? Mum asked you to come?”

Mozhu smiled and said, “Yes. Lady heard that Madam could not sleep well at night. But she saw you had a good sleep at Qingfeng Pavilion. So she asked me to bring you this box.”

Saying so, she brought the wooden box so carefully to An Rushuang as if she was holding a Tofu block that would collapse at any time.

An Rushuang could not help but be curious, “What is this?”

Saying so, An Rushuang reached out to open the box and see what’s inside.

“Madam, wait a second.” Mo Zhu quickly stopped her.

“This is Bodhi bead that Lady prayed for you at Wutan Temple when you were seven or eight years old. It was enchanted by Master Wuchen and had been put in the temple for a whole of 81 days. The Master once said that Madam will have a hard time at the age of thirteen and you are going to have your thirteenth birthday next month. So it’s better to open the lotus box on your birthday next month. Before that, you just need to put it beside your pillow. It was enchanted by the Master, so devils won’t dare to come close...”

A hard time at the age of thirteen? f𝘳𝚎𝑒𝚠𝑒𝚋𝘯o𝘃eƖ.co𝓂

An Rushuang was slightly stunned, wondering if the hard time referred to her rebirth. For her, she was just a lonely ghost floating outside...

Looking at the Bodhi bead, she couldn’t help but feel upset.

“Well, I’ll keep this.” She raised her eyes and smiled, “I will go for my mother and thank her tomorrow morning.”

It seemed that she had to go to Wutan Temple.

Although An Rushuang said she would keep that, she asked Hong Yu took the box to where she could not see immediately after Mo Zhu left.

Although she did not consider herself as a ghost at present, but what if the Buddha incautiously mistook her? If she returned to her previous state and married Zhu Han, who should she pour out her misery to?

Therefore, she had to be as cautious as possible.

Hong Yu, however, was at a loss and she asked, “But Mo Zhu said it’s useful to put it beside your pillow.” Hong Yu almost wanted her to hold the box to sleep.

An Rushuang uncomfortably touched her forehead and said, “I just can’t stand the smell of rosewood. You can just put it in the house and don’t let me smell it. If it was enchanted by the Master, even if we put it in the yard, it is also effective.”

Hong Yu scratched her hair and felt that what Rushuang said did not make much sense, but she did not know how to persuade her.

So she just replied and locked the box in the cloth case.

When she was back, she saw Rushuang had fallen asleep. She slightly closed the curtain, blew off the candle and softly went out.

The chilliness in the desert was different from that in the capital where you could feel warm at night in April. But in the desert when the freezing wind blew over your face, it felt as painful as being cut by an iron knife.

An Rushuang didn’t know how others thought about this. She knew exactly how it felt in the cold evening.

This time, she became a human again.

The white horse, named White Shuang, stood aside cozily with a thick blanket covering her body. But Major General never did this for her!

An Rushuang felt somewhat jealous.

She walked two steps forward with her bare feet, reaching to pull off the blanket and wrapping herself tightly.

Seeing this, White Shuang unhappily snorted at her.

An Rushuang’s lips turned white. She said ironically, “If it were not for me, you would still lie in the stable and eat dust. How could you have the opportunity to become Major General’s horse? Now I just use your blanket. How dare you be unhappy?”

Saying so, she looked around, seeing that it was dark and all the tents were lights out, so she went to the General’s big tent with her body shivering.

Major General’s tent had inner and outer rooms. White Shuang once rested with him in the coldest day in desert. Of course, she slept in the outer room.

At this time, no one would be in the outer room. So it did not matter for her to sleep at a corner for just one night.

If she stayed outside for a whole night, she would be frozen to death.

The tent was large and dark inside. Wrapped in the blanket, An Rushuang sneaked into the room.

At this time, a voice was suddenly heard in the large tent.

“Is this the fairy of the Holy God? So you return here after serving him the tea? “