Streams of laughter, then tears flowing... then laughter ; a young lady left a mansion without looking back leaving a smirk or her face, after the fluck of emotions.
The figure suddenly disappeared ;then came blood everywhere spilling everywhere...
"Miss, Miss," Qiao Ran called out, seeing her master turning and sweating in her sleep. Pulling her up from the bed, Ranran jerked the young miss into reality. "Wake up miss before second aunt comes to make trouble about you getting up late."
"Like I care." The young lady opened her eyes suddenly and sat up. "You scared me," Qiao Ran exclaimed, shifting back a bit.
Xu Jilan stood up from the bed, with dark circles around eyes. She massaged her under eyes before going to get dressed.
That dream again.. She had dreamt of it any time she had a tired day. Not once, not twice.
It was just a dream to Jilan , not too frightening to be called a nightmare but it annoyed her as she didn't understand why she dreamt the same scene over and over.
After getting dressed, with the her maid by her side she entered into the main pavilion to pay her respects. As she stepped into the main pavilion, the warm glow of lanterns illuminated her delicate features. Her maid, Ranran followed closely behind, smoothing out the silk fabric of her hanfu. They approached her grandmother and second aunt, who sat regally on intricately carved chairs.
" Greetings Grandmother, second aunt." Xu Jilan bowed respectfully to her grandmother and second aunt. She was met with her grandmother's warm smile and her impatient looking second aunt.
Her second aunt's eyes flashed with disdain, her foot tapping out a staccato beat on the polished floor. "You're late,"she said, her voice dripping with irritation, as if every moment counted in a battle for favor."