Becoming the Empress: Golden Finger Set Under My Bed

Translator: Storm in a Teacup

Was someone coming?!

Upon hearing the sound, An Rushuang was startled and froze over. She subconsciously intended to get rid of Major General, but with her vision still blurred, she stumbled to her feet. All of a sudden, someone took her on her arm and forced her to squat down.

Yun Ran said slowly in a low-pitched voice, his warm breath dispersing around her ears, “Don’t move. He can’t find us.”

They were so close to each other that her chest felt tight, and her breath was also not smooth enough. She blushed in shyness and intended to push Yun Ran away, but feared others would gossip about her when discovering they huddled together. “You get up at first,” An Rushuang whispered through her gritted teeth.

Bathed in the bright and clear moonlight, she bit her lower lip with her snowy teeth in grievance. Her crimson face, as well as her eyebrows turned wet due to the tears trickling down from her closed eyes which heavily stung due to the intruding sands.

Looking at her delicate face, Meng Li suddenly remembered the legendary fairy mentioned by An Rushuang when she visited here for the first time.

To him, the maid lying on the sanguinary desert now was more like a pretty goblin.

Meng Li held her tight in his strong arms with a chuckle, not intending to let go of her. “If I left, you would surely be exposed,” he lowered his head and whispered.

With the cool breeze brushing her face, An Rushuang’s cheeks burned redder. Gritting her teeth in fury, she simply shut her eyes in silence.

Besides the cry gradually approaching them, there were only their breath interweaving in the air.

At the same time, dragging his white horse, Du Yong intended to climbed the dune. With his legs numbing all of a sudden, he rolled down the dune in a scream, during which large amount of sands poured into his mouth.

To his surprise, Du Yong actually found a red bruise on his calf. As experienced as he was, Du Yong thought something supernatural had happened.

Since there were no big stones nearby, he was impossible to suffer an injury. Suddenly, Du Yong thought of a popular legend about the desert.

According to the self-claimed wizard Zhang Jun, it was forbidden to get out of the tent in desert during the full moon evening, because a beautiful soul-eating demon clad in red dress would turn up somewhere.

Whoever met her could never return home in the future.

Du Yong looked up at the moon, then the red bruise on his calf in doubt. With his head lowered, he held back his breath and crawled upward in discreetness.

It took him such a long time to reach the peak. Though sweating heavily, he couldn’t help shuddering in the strong chilling wind.

Du Yong was almost frightened to death when he caught the younger general characterized by dignity and valour holding a girl in his arms at the foot of the dune.

Though the girl was not clad in red, her delicate face in the moonlight already threw him in panic!

With a gasp in fear, Du Yong shouted at the top of his lung, “General! The woman in your arms is a demon. You mustn’t be entranced!”

His loud voice led to a collective howl of wolves.

Meng Li shot him a furious look.

As Meng Li’s subordinate, Du Yong wasn’t smart enough, but he was good at shouting, very suitable to attract wolves on such a dark night.

Terribly shocked by his cry, An Rushuang got rid of Meng Li before taking steps back. She rubbed her eyes to get her vision clear, but had no idea where to look at.

Fortunately, she was wearing underclothes today, much better than the first time when she sneaked into the stable totally naked.

Seeing her in a panic, Meng Li said calmly with a frown, “Don’t rub your eyes.”

He took off his cloak before wrapping her up with it. “Never be afraid. I am with you,” he comforted her softly.

Meng Li even thought it was not a bad thing if Du Yong discovered them. Once her reputation was ruined...

He was willing to marry her.

Meng Li couldn’t help being astonished at himself who easily broke the promise he made at the ancestral hall for this strange girl...

Suddenly feeling warm all over, An Rushuang, with her body slightly trembling in the cape, squinted at the man before her and nodded in silence.

Meng Li strode upward the dune, while Du Yong kept lying on his stomach on the sand with his face full of sorrow. Nobody knew what he was thinking about.

Treading on Du Yong’s bottom, Meng Li pointed at An Rushuang at the foot of the dune with his chin before saying in low-pitched voice, “ What did you see?”

Staring blankly at his handsome face, Du Yong finally decided to safeguard general’s security, so he suggested sincerely with his lips in shudder, “General, I know she is pretty, but she is definitely a ghost!” 𝙛r𝚎𝐞𝑤𝚎𝗯𝗻𝗼𝐯e𝚕.𝒄𝐨𝓂

Glancing sideways at An Rushuang, Du Yong gasped like suffering toothache before whispering, “The sly ghost is produced by the great hatred of the dead on the battlefield! Her aim was none other than absorbing soldiers’ souls.”

With his face covered by his hands, Du Yong stared at Meng Li in fear as he tried to persuade the young general by telling the popular legend.

It was beyond his expectation that instead of leaving as soon as possible, the general used more strength to step on him.

“Humph! Superstitious. This is what you learned in the army?” He snorted in contempt.

How dare Du Yong talk about superstition before him like ignorant women.

“Ah!”

Du Yong moaned about the sharp pain shooting up his bottom. “Please forgive me, general!” He begged.

“Tell me again what you saw tonight?” The general asked with a sneer.

Casting a glimpse at the girl wrapped in the black cape, Du Yong couldn’t help feeling curious. She was not as good-looking as a gorgeous fairy, how come the general was entranced...

It was undoubted that the female ghost produced on the battlefield was good at seduction.

As he was lost in thought, his back was pressed much more heavily by the general’s feet. A wise man knew when to retreat. Du Yong decided to give in temporarily. “I saw a beautiful girl, not a female ghost!”

Not to mention Meng Li, even An Rushuang hiding in the cape couldn’t help rolling her eyes at his words.

It was out of her expectation that Du Yong was such a silly man.

Unsurprisingly, Meng Li kicked his bottom relentlessly all of a sudden before asking unhurriedly, “What did you see just then?”

Forget it! The general could keep himself safe temporarily with the female ghost, while he might as well protect his bottom at once!

Nearly shedding tears, Du Yong cried at the top of his lung, “Forgive me, general. I see nothing at all!”