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Chapter 22
Blood is Thicker
“Surrender now! It is over!”
Ling Qi heard the dangerous pitch to her
father’s voice that noted he was enraged by her insubordination. Slowly she lowered her weapon and felt it
ripped from her hands as Xiahou Dun knocked it from her grip. In an instant she was straining for breath
under his hold. His arm was firm against
her throat and he turned her so that his cousin could see his triumph. Her eyes immediately locked on to Cao Cao’s
as he stood regally before her father.
His rage was evident and his fingers gripped the hilt of his mighty
sword tighter. She looked down at her
father, afraid to see the look of defeat, but instead he gave her an apologetic
look. His eyes were filling with tears…for
her. It was hard to concentrate now…her
breathing was difficult. A pain began to
form in her lungs, they screamed for air...
Dun’s arm must have been tighter than she thought. She sucked in a huge gasp of air and then her
vision became clearer.
Cao Cao looked her in the eye as Xiahou
Dun restrained her. “She is yours then
Dun, payment for the eye Lu Bu stole from you.”
“What?!?” Lu Bu hissed. “That wasn’t what we…”
Cao raised the Wrath of Heaven and
it came down in a swift hack that severed her father’s head from his neck. His head fell to the floor as blood from his
still pumping heart shot a fountain of blood into the air. The head began to roll, unhindered by the
beautiful headpiece and pheasant feathers that had once perched proudly upon
his head. As it rolled she saw the look
of surprise frozen upon his face, then heard his body hit the floor with a
clank. It couldn’t have been
happening…no…he was the mighty Lu Bu. No
one could kill him! He was invincible!
“Liu Bei you can have Diao Chan.” Cao Cao’s
voice drew her attention away momentarily and she saw the blood splatter upon
his chest…the blood dripping from his sword.
For the first time she noticed the pheasant feathers had also been
chopped in half. They had been in the
way and now lay in a puddle of blood around Lu Bu’s massive headless body.
Ling Qi tried to turn to look at her
father’s head again, not believing it wasn’t a part of him. That pain returned, that deep pain in her lungs. An ache for air and she gasped. Dun’s arm became stronger as she struggled
for oxygen. Another gasp and the vision
was replaced by black dots and finally darkness.
xxxxxxx
Xiahou Dun paced back and forth
clenching his hands. This was his fault;
he didn’t have to hit her so hard. He
knew he’d catch her off-guard, but he was so excited about sensing her
hit. Now he was going to loose his wife
in exchange for his ability to fight. He
looked over at Cao Cao and Xiahou Yuan who watched him nervously with sorry
eyes. “What’s taking them so long?”
“There’s a
lot of damage…” Xiahou Yuan explained.
He knew Dun had grown attached to her but even he didn’t realize how
much. His brother had finally fallen in
love…only to have it ripped away from him.
“You mean I
did a lot of damage.” He ran his hand through his hair. The hair she had combed
for him this morning. DAMMIT!
“They’re
the best doctors in China.”
Cao Cao reassured him.
“You just
told me last week they didn’t know shit!” Dun looked back at his cousin.
“Not about
my condition, but they are good surgeons.” The Wei King stroked his goatee, a
nervous habit, he always fiddled with his facial hair
when he was anxious. Now he was about
ready to pull all the hairs out. If he
had only known back at Xia Pi what she’d do to him and how this would turn
out…he may have let her die there with her father.
“Father?” Xiahou
Mao walked up cautiously and looked around.
When Guan Yu found him he really thought the man’s words were being
manipulated by his own hung over state.
Why else would someone say Lu Ling Qi was injured…perhaps mortally
wounded? Now seeing his father’s anxious,
almost panicked look, he knew he was wrong.
Something terrible had happened, but how?
“I killed
her.” Dun lamented and sat down on a chair.
The blood would never wash off his hands, not now. Not after the past two months. How the hell
had this happened? The first time he saw
her he wanted to kill her and had tried.
That duel had ended with her surrender but he had gained respect for her
ability and dignity. That brief few
minutes had changed his opinion of Lu Bu’s spoiled brat into one of
respect. Two months later she had
managed to convert that respect into something far deeper. Ironically when they crossed blades in
friendly practice is when it cost her her life.
He rubbed his hand over his eyes and sighed.
“I find
that hard to believe.” Mao touched his father’s shoulder, “It takes a lot more
than one man to bring down the Lu bloodlines.”
“He’s right
Dun, she’s got a lot of her daddy in her and it took a lot more than a measly
scratch to take him down.” Yuan finally spoke up. He had arrived on the scene much later than
the others and could say little to help.
He hadn’t seen Dun so rattled since their mother passed on, almost fifteen
years ago. The man before them was
hardly the Xiahou Dun anyone was accustomed to seeing; he usually reacted to
emotional situations with his temper.
Yuan looked out across the field to a few officers gathering. Word had spread quickly and it was going to
damage morale if it wasn’t stopped soon.
Fortunately, the loquacious Xun Yu was arriving on the scene and the
crowd quickly dissipated as the man began to use analogies and rattle off a
list of glowing praises directed at their lord.
He turned back to Dun and saw his brother’s watery eyes look to him. If she died, then Dun’s hopes of happiness
would go with her. He would never allow
another woman to get that close to him as long as he lived. “Ling’s a very tough girl, she’ll make it.”
“Yeah.” Dun
looked away. How good were the chances of
someone surviving when they couldn’t breathe?
Xxxxxxxx
“What
happened?” Ma Chao looked up as Pang De returned from his information gathering
trip to the main camp.
“Your new
friend got hurt.”
“Is she
alright? What happened?” Ma Chao was surprised, from what he had heard
she was a great fighter. Guan Yu had
told him the story of Xia Pi and how she had taken on his oath brother, how
could she get hurt in practice?
“They have
that fancy surgeon working on her. Apparently
Xiahou Dun hit her when...”
“That
asshole hit her?” Ma Chao snorted indignantly.
He knew that man was rotten
“They were
practicing...”
“I was
unaware you needed to practice beating your wife!”
“Mengqi!”
Pang De snapped and smacked the kid on the helmet again. “Listen instead of creating
some mythical quest to avenge wrongs.
They were practicing. She got a
new weapon and new armor and wasn’t expecting him to have improved so much
since his last spar. He is recovering
from losing an eye you know. She just
didn’t move fast enough.”
“Still no
better in my opinion.” The young warrior ground his teeth.
“This is
none of your business, get on your horse and get ready to move. She’s his wife.”
“Which
means he should be protecting her!”
“When you
get married, you’ll find out how very hard that is. Now go! Keep your mouth shut about this too.”
Pang De watched his apprentice ride off.
One of these days that kid was going to get himself in trouble with his
noble intentions.
Xxxxxx
Ling Qi looked around confused. Everything was foggy and unfamiliar. Then she heard a familiar tune, the one Diao
Chan always played for her Father. Holding her breath and walking out of the
fog, she saw something out of place.
There before her was Diao Chan on a marble slab, playing a sweet melody for
her favorite lord, Lu Bu. “Daddy?”
Lu Bu rolled over and looked at her
surprised. “Ling, what are you doing here?”
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t belong here.” He said
harshly.
“But, I don’t understand. What’s
happening?” She backed up, partially retreating into the fog.
“You’re scaring her!” Diao Chan put
her harp down and reached out for his arm.
“Sorry, I just wasn’t expecting
you.” He looked at his daughter. “You’re not supposed to be here.”
“Then I’ll leave.” She wanted to cry,
but the tears wouldn’t come. All that
existed was a hurting sensation in her chest.
“Ling,” Lu Bu wrapped his arm around
Diao Chan, “Just take care of him; you have to let me go.”
“But I don’t want to!”
“Lu Ling Qi, you have done enough
for me!” He snapped, “Now go enjoy your life.
You love him; I always wanted you to love the man you married. We’ll meet again, but now’s not the
time. Go, do your duty.” He turned away
from her and the fog enveloped her again.
“But he doesn’t love me!” She
screamed into the fog. “Daddy! Come back!”
xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Zhang Liao
held his hat and slowly approached the small group of men. His heart was in his throat as he looked for
a quick answer from Cao Cao. “Sir?”
“No word.”
The Wei ruler gave a weak smile and pointed to a chair.
Liao shook
it off and looked down at Dun who remained quiet, staring at the ground. “What
happened?”
“It was an
accident…” Cao Cao began before his cousin interrupted.
“I killed
her, that’s what your asking isn’t it?
You want to know who’s to blame for the pending death of your
daughter…it’s me.” Dun stood and stared into Liao’s eyes. “Happy?”
“No.” Liao
looked Dun over. His face showed little
emotion, but his body spoke volumes. His
hands were shaking and his shoulders slumped.
Did he actually love her? “I know
Ling and she doesn’t get hurt in combat.
If she was…then she was trying to let you win. One thing she’s never done….is try to
lose. That’s why she’s in there, because
she wanted you to win.”
“Well that
makes it all better then doesn’t it? My
wife pities me and I cut her to pieces…thank you for that revelation.”
“I was
trying to point out that she loves you, you idiot. Don’t fail her now.”
A quiet
cough alerted the men to the presence of a new figure. The famed Hua Tuo stood before them with
eyebrows raised. “Are you planning on burdening me with two more patients so
soon?”
“What news
do you have?” Cao Cao snapped impatiently.
He hated doctors; they always lorded their education over him yet never
did any damned good.
“Good and some
not so good news actually, as usual.”
The doctor stretched and listened to his bones pop.
. “And?” Cao
Cao prodded allowing his cold and dangerous tone to put an edge to it. He hoped the doctor wouldn’t test him again.
“She’ll be
fine. A bit of blood loss, nothing to be
overly concerned with. Her gash has been
sutured, so she won’t have difficultly breathing. You wife should be just fine, quite a
resilient little woman.”
“That’s
great news!” Yuan smacked Mao on the back and jumped up ready to give his
brother another smack.
“What’s the
‘not so good’ news?” Cao Cao’s sharp eyes rested upon the doctor once
more.
“As far as
I can tell the child is still doing well.
Only time will tell if her system goes into shock, she was having a hard
time breathing for a while, but all signs indicate the baby hasn’t been harmed. Unfortunately I won’t know for another few
days.”
Cao Cao
looked up at the surgeon and blinked.
Did he just say child? He looked
over to the equally stunned Xiahou Yuan.
They exchanged glances then rested their gaze upon Xiahou Dun who was
staring at the ground. “Dun…why didn’t you say something?”
“What do
you mean ‘baby’?” Dun looked up at the surgeon.
Was he hearing things? Who was he
talking about?
Liao
blinked. What the hell was going
on? He scanned the other astonished
faces.
“She is pregnant….I’d say about two
months. I assumed you had intended this
considering the convenience of the timing.
You were married almost two months ago, were you not?” Hua Tuo
sighed. This family was so much worse
than the Suns.
Xxxxxxx
Chen Hong waited for his daughter
to stop fussing with her bags. “Mei! You
should have been packed days ago. You
must hurry if you are going to make it to safety.”
“Oh nonsense!” Chen Mei picked through her jewelry box once
more looking for the perfect necklace to accompany the sage colored dress she
was wearing. Of all the jewelry her
husband had given her….was there not a single emerald strand amongst them?
“Mei!” Hong grumbled. “You must
leave now…”
“My lord!” A guard captain raced
in. “We’re under attack!”
“WHAT?” Hong almost collapsed. How?
“Cavalry sir, they’ve attacked the
last supply train that left.”
“Mei, stay here. I will tend to this.”
Chen Mei barely heard her father as
she compared the look of the teardrop necklace to the pendant. With a tired sigh she put them both down and
began to look for something else. Why
couldn’t she find the one she wanted?
She knew it was because what she wanted was a new fashion and her
husband had selfishly left her alone….without any means of receiving the latest
jewelry trend as a gift. Annoyed she
slammed the jewelry box shut and thought about her daughter. Ling was probably being showered with precious
gems that she would never appreciate, the girl married into a very wealthy
family.
Chen Hong followed the young
captain up the stairs to the top of the gate.
Before his very eyes the enemy cavalry was attacking the two Yuan
children, Tan and Shang. “Those aren’t
Wei troops…whose flags are those?”
The Guard captain’s eyes strained
to read crest on the battle flags, “They read…Pang and Ma.”
Chen Hong’s heart began to pound
harder. Ma Teng had allied with Cao Cao?
His old and weary eyes easily picked out the
shining gold armor of the one warrior and watched him chase down Yuan Tan. The two were instantly engaged in a
duel. His heart sank into his
stomach. They were now trapped. Could this be because he had not followed
through with the marriage arrangements?
Did it matter? The city would fall
to a heavy siege and the men inside would be killed or taken prisoner. It mattered little to the main force, their
plans did not hinge upon his units returning safely. So…he was going to have to make a choice
now? Surrender to Cao Cao and let the man
do as he please with Mei….or save her from the humiliation that his granddaughter
had endured. Mei had little value to the
Wei lord, so it was doubtful she’d be more than a toy. His thoughts were interrupted by a fire arrow
striking the archer next to him. “Men,
hold your fire! Save what arrows we have
until the main force arrives, this cavalry is harmless….they alone cannot take
down our defenses.”
xxxxxxx
“But I didn’t
want…” Xiahou Dun stopped mid-sentence and returned his eye to the ground. He was going to be a father? “I didn’t want that…no….I didn’t intend
that.”
“You gave
her the herbal remedy…right?” Xiahou Yuan asked curiously.
“I…thought
she knew. They’re supposed to know that
aren’t they?” Dun asked as his mind processed the information. I’m
going to be a father?
“Who would
have told her that?” Zhang Liao suddenly growled. How dare Dun try and shirk the
responsibility…Ling was going to be devastated by this. She was in no way ready for motherhood. “Her father would have never dared. Her mother is afraid of sex. This is entirely your responsibility!”
Dun shook
his head, “She knew about this and didn’t say anything. How could she not know she was pregnant?”
“Do you
always place the blame on everyone else?” Liao snapped.
Cao Cao
stepped forward and tried to defuse the situation. “Dun, you’re going to be a
father and your wife is safe. What is
the point in arguing?”
“It’s
fairly typical for a girl her age to not have a regular monthly cycle. If she missed two then she probably didn’t
think much of it. She’s not showing at
all yet, I could only tell from palpating.
I doubt she knew either.” The doctor looked at them and shrugged. “You can ask her when she wakes up. However for now she is happily sleeping in a
drug-induced world, so my services are no longer needed.”
“We better
get our units ready to march.” Yuan announced and gave his cousin a nod. Dun was going to need some time alone to
digest the news.
Liao
hesitated; he so desperately wanted to see her.
However Dun hovered near the tent flap and he couldn’t interfere. She loved him…her actions today proved
it. She never in her life tried to lose
a fight and it was no wonder that when she did she was easily wounded because
of it. He would bring her back the Lunar
Spear; he could do that much for her.
This incident reassured what he already knew; Ling was much more to him
than just his friend’s daughter. He
wasn’t going to hold back in treating her like his own anymore, life was too
short for that. The advice and
reassurance were meant to help her with Dun and not impede their bonding, but
she needed more adoration. Especially
with a child coming. He marched back to
his horse. Fengxian…get her through this.
Dun watched
them all disappear and pushed the tent flap back. He frowned instantly; the tent was huge and gaudy. Mengde had insisted that she be tended to in
his own tent since she’d be more comfortable there. How could anyone be comfortable in such a
lavish tent that reeked of perfume? He
stepped inside and made his way to her.
She looked pale but her chest was rising and falling, even he knew that
was a good sign. A few men were cleaning
up the mess from the operation and scurried to get out of the tent before he
saw them. Once they were gone he allowed
himself the chance to sit down and take her hand. So she’d miss the first battle….then he’d
have to tell her she’d be missing many more.
His eyes drifted to her abdomen and he drew back the sheets. The wound was bound well and as he ran his hand
over it he inched further along till it rested over her womb. So his child was in there? His child…he was going to be a father. He shook his head and retracted his hand. She looked fine and there was obviously
nothing he could do to help her. So he’d
do what he did best, he was going to slay the enemy.
Xxxxxxx
“Alright
our focus will be on the city of Guan Du. We lay siege to it and seize it as quickly as
possible. I doubt Yuan Shao will be in
there, so be prepared for anything. “Cao Cao tapped his finger on the battle
map. “You know your orders, go fight.”
Xiahou Dun
looked over the map once more then strode over to his horse. Cao Pi was waiting for him. “What?”
“Why is my
father allowing Guan Yu to escort him onto the battlefield?”
“He’s
what?” Dun spun around and watched Dian Wei grumble as Cao Cao leaned down off
his horse and issued him new orders.
Sure enough, Guan Yu was on top of Red Hare immediately to his cousin’s
right. What the hell?
“Father,
certainly today is not the best day to change your routine.”
“Son, don’t
question me. Especially when you opted
to abandon your duties to chase a women in your last
battle.” Cao Cao’s eyes narrowed and Cao Pi backed down. “Do not disappoint me
again.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Then
perhaps I can question your decision.” Dun looked up at Guan Yu who towered
above them all. “I know you respect him
but surely…”
“I am going
to do what Yuan Shao least expects, and that includes changing my
bodyguards.” Cao Cao adjusted himself in
the saddle.
“Mmm…” Dun
looked away. Was he not thinking
clearly? Why did this seem like such a
bad idea….and why was Mengde suddenly so adamant
about it?
“I will see
you on the battlefield then.” Cao Cao spurred his horse into a canter and moved
out to the front lines. He needed to
raise morale; the men were certainly affected by the news of Ling’s accident.
Why, he was unsure. From what he
gathered they didn’t like her much, but obviously the Lu name was far more
effective than he thought. Or was it
that they feared the wrath of Xiahou Dun?
“What is his problem?” Cao Zhi
asked his sibling and was startled when his Uncle Dun stepped into view.
Damn! He was hiding behind the
horse…now I’m in for it.
“I sure as
hell don’t know.” Pi answered and looked to his Uncle. He had been present when his father ordered
his new wife to stay behind and guard Ling Qi.
At least she was alright…so why were they all so rattled?
“The men
have taken the misfortune of your Aunt’s injury to be a bad omen.” Xiahou Yuan answered and checked the string
of his bow one last time. He had walked
over when he noticed the two young Caos had been left
alone with his pissy brother. Never a good decision. “Your father is riding to the front to boost
morale. He took Guan Yu because the man is
the ‘god of war’ and has the best horse in China….we
need to show who is on our side that can kick some ass.”
“Ah.” Cao
Pi made a mental note; the old man was a crafty bastard. That could come in handy one day.
“So go out
there and try and make a name for yourself.
Let’s not rely on prisoners to make our army feel better about
themselves.” Dun swung himself into the saddle and slammed his heels into his
colt’s sides. The jet black horse shook
his head and whinnied before launching into full gallop and tearing across the
camp.
“And stay
away from him and Liao.” Yuan gave the boys a stern look. “They’re both out for blood.”
“Good
advice as always Uncle Yuan.” Cao Zhi nodded and noticed the ambitious look in
Pi’s eyes. It was weird that his brother
was beginning to look more and more like their father, but he still acted a lot
like grandpa. That was annoying. Too bad they could cut his balls off and
complete the transition, Pi was an asshole where his
new wife was concerned. Poor Lady Zhen,
she deserved a nice man that wouldn’t tote her as a trophy.
“Good luck
brother.” Cao Pi gave Zhi a pat on the back.
“You’re the one who will need it.
Now where is this Ma Chao? I’m
supposed to join up with him and head north down the western road.”
xxxxx
Lu Ling Qi opened her eyes and sat
up quickly regretting the decision. Searing pain swept over her and momentarily
blinded her. Slowly she adjusted to her surroundings and located her clothes. The tent smelled weird…and it was bigger than
she remembered. The realization hit her
that this wasn’t her tent. Memories came
back and she remembered being hurt. Had
the battle already begun? It was her
duty to fight next to Xiahou Dun and she wasn’t going to abandon him now. Not in his first battle after Xia Pi, no, she
was going to be there for him. Just like
her father told her to. Struggling she
tried to get herself out of the bed. All she could think of was getting back to
Dun, it was what mattered. She didn’t
want to be left alone again. Not like
after Xia Pi.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Ling’s eyes slowly adjusted to the
elegant woman standing next to the tent flap.
“Lady Zhen, shouldn’t you be under Pi on the battlefield somewhere.”
Zhen Ji
frowned momentarily. Why couldn’t the
other woman just cut her some slack, even when she was recovering from a severe
injury? No, she wasn’t going be get
frustrated with her. Her orders were to
ensure that Ling Qi did not leave the tent.
“You are not well, you should be resting.”
Ling Qi was
in no mood to play with the pretty woman.
She wrapped the sheet around her and stood up. “Get out of my way before I shove that flute
up your pretentious ass.”
“Let me
play a song for you.”
Ling Qi was
about ready to smack her but then a horrid, ear drum shattering tune floated
out of the flute. Such a wretched sound
all she could do was cringe and cover her ears.
Unable to take it she sat back on the bed and winced. The action proved to be a very painful one
when your side is cut open. She groaned and layed back down. How could it hurt so much?
“Now that
you are a touch more respectful of my talent, shall I have a servant fetch us
some tea?” Zhen Ji shined the flute with
her sleeve and smiled.
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