Cunning General Si Ning - Chapter 162

For Si Ning to get to the figure only a few feet all he had to do was to endure the harsh weather and be a man by moving forward to try to see who they were before the scenery change to something much more worse so Si Ning raised his nonexistent leg one after the other, he felt like he was moving mountains just by taking a step after another, it was exhausting, terrifying and the cold didn’t help, how could a dream feel so real? how could he have no body yet he could control the body.

The snow was already covering the figure up, Si Ning moved forward until he was close to them, just a few more feet and he was going to be behind them, their back was turned so he couldn’t see their face but after a few steps he would finally be able to get to them but before taking another step the scenery changed to that of the greenfield and the weather was neither hot nor cold, it was just perfect but now the field he found himself was odd in a way that a part of the field was brown, withered and looked so dry while the other part was perfect fine green, it was so green that Si Ning was amazed by how green it was, he had never seen a greenfield look so nice like it was planted in the perfect soil, had the perfect amount of water and sunlight, taking care of perfectly that Si Ning wished he could touch it. The figure was standing in few steps in the greener part away from the brown wither field their back turned to Si Ning but Si Ning was standing in the withered field all he had to do was to take a step to the greenish part and grabbed them by the shoulder even though he had no hand but he suddenly paused after raising his head to focus on them.

“It can’t be.” He muttered under his breath because he recognizes the back profile of the figure, he recognized their short blond hair, their physique and he raised his hand even though he had no hand but then he suddenly felt a greater fear that almost seized his heart, it was so overwhelming that he started to breathe hard, his body shaking even though he had been shaking because of cold and they didn’t turn to him yet he was so afraid of the back profile he was looking at, he was so afraid he had no choice but to escape so he willed himself to wake up to escape the nightmare.

“Ah!” Si Ning yelled himself awake, his cloth drenched in sweat and he was breathing hard he thought his heart that was thumping in his chest would even jump out of his chest due to fright. He sat up to see a wet cloth that was neatly folded in a square slipped on his forehead to his laps.

“Young Master….” Ah Dai rushed in and grabbed the folded wet cloth on Si Ning’s lap throwing in into the bowl of water on the table. “Oh Young Master My Young Master you are sweating.” He pointed out. “Let Ah Dai bring water to clean Young Master body and change your cloth, Young Master are you alright, do you have a headache? Body pain? Do you feel nausea? Do you want water? Do you feel dizzy or….”

Si Ning didn’t say a word and cut off listening to Ah Dai’s words as he concentrated on thinking about the nightmare he just had, he was afraid that if he falls asleep another day he was going to have that same dream because of being terrified he was unable to step into that greenfield. He doesn’t want to tell anyone about the dream nor does he want to visit a temple nor look for maybe a Priest or Priestess that might be able to find the meaning of the nightmare. It was too risky if they catch a whiff of him coming here from another timeline and worst the enemies he was sure he had lurking around in the darkness might even find out and it might end up creating trouble for him in the palace.

Si Ning watches Ah Dai as tears were rolling down his face as he kept asking series of questions but Si Ning wasn’t able to say a word of comfort because he was struggling in pushing the dream out and concentrate on why a bowl of water was beside his bed and he also doesn’t understand why Ah Dai was even shedding tears when it wasn’t his first time having a nightmare, he had even slept multiple times for days and Ah Dai wasn’t that unshaken because now Ah Dai was kneeling holding his hands and crying out his heart loudly like a wounded lion cub.

It must be because they were in the palace.

“I am here King Consort.” Yang Sheng rushed in with a bowl of water, he quickly soaks a piece of clean white cloth into the bowl, squeezed it, and started to clean his Master’s face with it ignoring Ah Dai.

There was some ruckus outside the door and Si Ning knew it must be the servants or guards, Ah Dai wasn’t that crying loudly but they might be frightened because of how Ah Dai and Yang Sheng rushed in.

Xiao Pei also came in and saluted after accessing the situation to see everything was fine. “Ah Dai.” He called out, his voice laying with a hint of warning.

“Ah Forgive me, Young Master, forgive me. “Ah Dai wiped his tears as he tried to collect the cloth Yang Sheng was using with his shaky hands but Yang Sheng ignored him. “Your cloth is drenched in sweat, we have to change so that Young Master won’t catch a cold.” He said as he quickly grabbed Si Ning’s hand, rubbing it gently.

Si Ning doesn’t understand if Ah Dai was trying to make him feel better or he was trying to make himself better and make his hands stop shaking.

“Water first.” Xiao Pei said.

Ah Dai nodded, he finally released Si Ning’s hand and moved to quickly pour Si Ning a cup of water, his hand a bit shaky as he moved over to present it to Si Ning because he had resumed his kneeling position while holding up the cup.

“Excuse me, General.” Xiao Pei moved to place a hand on Si Ning’s forehead, he stepped back after withdrawing his hand. “General I will send someone to call the Imperial Doctor.” He said before leaving the room.

“Young Master why are you not talking? Ah Young Master what is it? Why is Young Master not talking…..” Ah Dai started to panic.

“I’m fine.” Si Ning said finally, he knew that as soon as he woke up after what he realized he had a long sleep or wasn’t sure how long he slept, he always ask Ah Dai, Xiao Pei, or Jiang Ye a series of questions, and now that he didn’t say a word so it wasn’t odd for Ah Dai to panic when he didn’t say a word yet he couldn’t accept and drink the water Ah Dai was still holding up for him.

Si Ning’s heart had already returned to its normal beat and he was relieved to be awake but the person in the nightmare, the blond hair, back profile, height… It was him. The figure in his dream was him.