Who are they? Who exactly are they? Xu Caitong pondered in a daze. That night, Xu Caitong had a nightmare where she saw a man clad in tiger fur and wielding a sharp sword, who thrust his sword into her heart. Xu Caitong woke up in shock, feeling for a moment as if she were no longer among the living, her soul trapped in the underworld. She was drenched in cold sweat, the sword’s edge seeming to have truly pierced her heart, leaving her with an indescribable pain. “Miss, wake up, Miss,” Cui Lian, hearing her mistress’s cries, shook her vigorously. Xu Caitong opened her eyes, her heart still pounding chaotically. Why did that man want to kill her? She almost forgot it was just a dream, yet inexplicably took the dream as reality.
“Miss, you had a nightmare. I’ll fetch the doctor,” Cui Lian said, standing up to leave.
“No, don’t go, I’m fine,” Xu Caitong held onto Cui Lian, her mood particularly heavy.
“Are you really okay, Miss?”
“Yes, I’m fine.” Xu Caitong got up, ignoring Cui Lian’s attempts to stop her, and pushed open the forbidden gate to the back garden. She wanted to find the Mirror Garden, but there was no sign of the small building she saw last night, nor the Mirror Garden. Had she dreamt it all? What was going on? What was going on?
Chapter Four
Xu Caitong could not accept the idea of marrying a man she had never met, no matter how much praise and envy he received from others. Whether she was Xu Caihong or Xu Caitong, she could not accept this harsh reality. She was a student at the “Chinese Language College” in Hong Kong, and although she had experienced a few romantic relationships, they were limited to kisses and embraces. Now, to suddenly marry a man she had never seen? How could she not be terrified?
