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Author Note: 12/21/10- This has been a multi-chapter update
due to me not updating my fics on AFF in a long
while. If you are just now checking in
on this story, this update began with AFF Chapter 28 entitled “Rise of Wei”
(Actual Chapter states Ch. 27 due to some naughty extras I added for non FFN
sites)
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Legacy
of the Lunar Spear
Chapter 32
Shift
of Power
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“I want to talk to Liao.”
“Of course you do. You haven’t seen me in two months and you
were almost killed, of course you want to see your father first.” Dun lamented.
“Dun, we have all damned
day.” She turned around and kissed him
when he almost tripped over her. “Right
now, I want to tell Liao I’m loyal to your cousin.”
“Fine.” He followed her
down the hall and towards Liao’s room. Relieved
to hear she had finally overcome her need for revenge. “Do you at least want to clean up first?”
“LIAO!” Ling burst into the
room without knocking and looked around.
His armor was on the ground and he was nowhere to be seen. Zhang Liao was not a sloppy man, not like Dun
was, and he would never leave his armor or battle clothes in a heap on the
floor. “Liao?!”
“Guess not.” Dun walked in the room as his wife ran
towards the bedroom. Why was she all
panicked? Why the hell couldn’t she just
knock? It was early morning and it was
understandable that the man would be sleeping.
He looked up as she yelped in surprise.
“What’s wrong?”
“LING QI!” Liao hollered as
he opened his eyes and saw her staring at him.
“Don’t think that because I’m not Lu Bu I won’t spank the shit out of
you!”
“Sorry.” She blushed as he
fumbled with the blankets and sheets in order to cover himself and his
lover. She grinned when she saw it was
the same whore she picked out in the harem.
Qing He sat up and looked
at the voyeur girl. She rubbed her eyes
as Liao modestly tried to cover himself up.
“Oh. Did you come to check up on
how well I perform?”
“No, I just…”
“What the hell is going
on?” Dun appeared in the doorway and looked at Liao’s frustrated face. Poor guy.
“Hey, you’re the one who wanted to adopt her.”
Qing He almost jumped out
of her skin. She tried to pull some of
the blankets back from Liao as he covered himself up. It only ended up as a tug o’ war match and
brought more attention to herself.
Hopefully her uncle wouldn’t recognize her naked and disheveled. She was wrong.
“Qing He…what the hell do
you think you’re doing?”
She gulped and pulled her
legs up to her chest to cover her exposed breasts. “Hello Uncle Dun.”
“Uncle Dun?” Liao and Ling
both echoed and looked over at Xiahou Dun for confirmation.
“Yeah.” He chuckled. “Nice going Liao, banging your boss’s
daughter.”
“No….she’s just one of the
harem whores!” Ling tugged on Dun’s sleeve.
“According to who? Oh….you did this, didn’t you?” Dun began laughing.
“Sorry…” Qing He whispered
to Liao. “I…just figured it would be a
one night stand…I didn’t expect you to be perfect.”
He wrapped his robe around
her shoulders. “I won’t let anything
happen to you.”
“I’m not letting you go.”
Qing He shook her head and stood up.
“I’ll talk to my father.”
“Too fucking late.” Cao Cao
pushed past his cousin and into the bedroom.
“I already heard from the damned harem women that you’ve been fucking my
general. You couldn’t even let your late
husband’s body cool off, could you?”
“He was cooled off before I
married him; he just waited to die until his tomb was finished.” She snapped
back.
“I come back to this? You whoring around just like…”
“You?” She countered. “Don’t lecture me father. I take after you.”
“Out of this room now!” Cao
Cao hissed as she jumped off the bed.
“No! This is where I want
to be!” She straightened up her
shoulders and whipped the robe around regally as she slipped it on. With her head held high she turned to her
father and tried to not trip on the robe that was way too big for her petite
form. Her own dark eyes locked onto his
and she sneered. “You will let me marry
him or I will make you regret it!”
“Don’t threaten me…”
“Damn you! I am your
daughter! I married that old corpse to
further your ambitions, now let me marry your general and enjoy some of the
spoils that you shower upon your selfish children! What has Pi ever done other than give your
headaches? What about Zhi? They have done nothing for you, yet they
receive all the benefits! I want one
thing, ONE thing from you. I want Zhang
Liao.” Qing He held his furious glare.
“You think he wants to
marry you?”
“I do.” Liao admitted. He felt like a fool doing it. He was wrapped in his own sheets and in the
haste of doing so he had managed to tangle up his own feet.
“Certainly you can see the
benefit in this union…” Qing He began…
“Don’t start with that
manipulative bullshit.” Cao Cao
snapped. “You have no say in what
arrangements I make for you.”
“Really?” Qing He asked. “Then I’ll ask Ang or my
mother. Surely they can help me drive
you insane.”
Cao Cao’s shoulders slumped
and his face softened. “Dammit. Qing…”
“What’s happened?” She saw her father’s face and rushed up to
him and grabbed at his tunic. Only then
did she realize the condition he was in.
He smelled of smoke and looked like he had been in a burning
building. Even his beard hairs were singed.
“What’s happened to my brother?”
“Ang died at Wan
Castle, defending me.”
She stared at him. His eyes shifted, avoiding her own. His whole body sagged as if he had an
invisible weight upon his shoulders.
She had never seen her father like this; he had never shown any
weakness. “I don’t understand…”
Ling explained what
happened. “We were ambushed. They set fire to the castle. Dian Wei held them off and Ang tried to hold
them back while your father escaped.
They died protecting him.”
“You made it out alive.” Qing He hissed as tears streamed down her
face. Then she looked at the soot on
her, the blood all over her clothes and the sword she held tightly in her
hands. Qing He felt a pain in her
heart. That was her brother’s
sword.
Ling held out the Sword of
Truth. “He ran into a squad of archers.
I tried to save him…he didn’t see them in the smoke. By the time I cleared them out he was already
so close to being gone. He gave me
this…he made me swear I’d leave and protect your father and take care of
Dun. I wish I could have taken him out
of there with me, but I couldn’t.”
“I’m sorry Qing He.” Cao
Cao reached out for her and she slapped his hand away.
“What did you do? You did something to start that attack. You’re never innocent.” She wiped away tears
and snapped, “Why did my brother die in your place!?”
“I seduced Zhang Ji’s widow
and that spurred their attack.” Cao Cao
admitted. “It is my fault.”
“It’s always about you.” She turned away from him and
sniffled. More than anything she wanted
to order then all out of the room and bury her head in Liao’s chest.
“Don’t be a hypocrite. You didn’t care who got hurt when you first
got in Liao’s bed. Of all my children,
you are the only one who acts like me so don’t try and tell me I’m wrong. I’ll bear the burden for the rest of my
life.” Cao Cao growled, finally collecting himself. He turned to leave and looked back at
her. “Are you coming?”
She walked over to Liao and
kissed him. “I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to
deceive you. I just couldn’t help
myself…you were so perfect and I knew you’d refuse me if you knew who I was.”
“Qing He, you have the rest
of your life to be with him, I’m just asking for an hour of your time so we can
console your mother.” Cao Cao left the room.
“I’ll be back.” She kissed
him and trotted out of the room after her father, trying to adjust the
oversized robe around her slim figure.
“Your family can’t do
anything normal, can they?” Dun asked his wife as she held the Sword of Truth
close to her chest. “Congratulations
Liao. Welcome to the family again.”
Liao sat down on the bed
and sighed. “Ling what exactly was so important that you couldn’t knock?”
Ling smiled and gave her
husband the new sword. She then ran over
to Liao, leaping onto him to hug and squeeze him. “You finally have a girlfriend!”
Liao sighed as she clung to
him and thwarted any attempt to cover himself in more than a thin sheet. “Yes, but if you ever make arrangement for me
behind my back again…”
Ling kissed his cheek and
smiled. “I’m so happy for you. I want you to be happy; you deserve it more
than anyone.”
Dun held out his hand for
his hyper wife. “Come on Ling, time to
go.”
“But…”
“He’s going to need pants
if he’s going to console the princess…”
“Obviously not.” Ling sat
down on the bed and looked at her adopted father. “Way to honor the Lu family name.”
“Sometimes,“ Liao shook his
head and frowned. “You remind me so much of your father it’s scary.”
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“That sword looks
ridiculous.” Dun shook his head as he looked at her trying to wield both the Phoenix
blade and Sword of Truth as a matched set.
“Then take the mate.” Cao
Cao held out the Sword of Light and took the now discarded weapon.
“Weapon upgrade, you must
have accomplished something at Wan Castle.”
Dun rested his head on his hand and wondered how many more weapons she was
going to go through.
“It’s not the Lunar Spear,
but I think it more fitting.” Cao Cao eyed the Phoenix
blade and looked over at his daughter.
Would it be well received if he gave her the sword? “I think you also deserve a promotion to
Major.”
Ling smiled. The weapons were perfectly balanced
together. Finally she was making
progress! “I like them. I think this might just be what I fight
with.”
“Right.” Dun closed his eye
as she laughed and kissed him.
“Not going to throw a fit
because he just gave me a gift are you?”
She whispered.
“It’s different. He’s your lord.” Dun opened his eye as she
sat down on his lap.
Cao Cao looked back to Dun
and figured he’d get his take on the situation.
“Do you think I should give Qing He this sword as a wedding present?”
“Does she know how to use
it?” Ling asked.
“No.” Cao Cao frowned. “She’s always been a pawn to me. She never needed to know anything.”
“You really are father of
the year, aren’t you?” Ling played with her husband’s hair.
“Your father was the only
one crazy enough to let his daughter play at war.” Dun shook his head.
“Got me you.” She
smiled.
Dun cheeks flushed as he
realized this conversation had taken a turn that really didn’t need to be
within earshot of his cousin. “Just
don’t think any daughter of ours is going to be following in your footsteps.”
“We’ll see.”
“Ling, this isn’t something
I’m negotiable on.”
“Why? You told me yourself you hate women which I
can only figure means you hate the ones that can’t take care of
themselves. So exactly why would you
want to make your kid what you hate?”
“Well…” He watched that smug look begin to form on
her face, thinking she finally scored a debate victory. “Won’t matter anyway. We’re probably having a boy.”
“Then I want to name him
after my father.”
“Over my dead body.”
Cao Cao wasn’t even really
listening to them anymore as he toyed with the sword in his hand. Which one of his children was capable of
stepping into Ang’s shoes? He had spent
so much time cultivating Ang to be his heir, now he was left with a vacant
position and not a single individual prepared to fill it.
“Mengde?” Dun asked, unsettled by the uncharacteristic
silence from his lord.
Cao Cao wasn’t about to
discuss this in front of Ling Qi so he stood and smiled. “I do think the sword will be a most suitable
gift. Remind my daughter that she can’t
hide behind her husband when that smart mouth of hers gets her in trouble.”
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Cao Pi left Zhen Ji with
Zhang He so they could discuss fashion tips.
He had to see if his sister was really back. All the concubines were abuzz about how she
had slipped into Zhang Liao’s bed. “So
the rumors are true, you have returned.”
“What do you want?” Qing He
asked and tapped her fingers on the railing.
“What’s wrong? Upset you’ll only be half-sister to the future king of Wei?”
Cao Pi sat down on the bench next to her.
“Father hasn’t named a
successor yet. Don’t get cocky.”
“Who do you think he’ll
name, Zhi?” Pi chuckled and looked her
over. “Or you?”
She looked over at the
young man who was eyeing her suspiciously.
He had grown up and it seemed as if the ambition that resided in all of
them had begun to rot him already. “Are
you serious?”
“Well I couldn’t help but
notice that you’re marrying Zhang Liao which not only gives you control of an
army commander but also brings his family closer to you. Lu Ling Qi…and with her Uncle Dun and the
Xiahou Clan. With one move you managed
to secure yourself the Wei military force.”
Qing He watched his eyes
sparkle as he exposed the plot that he had dreamed up for her. “I have no intentions of trying to be our
father’s heir. Not that you believe me.”
“Very well.” Pi shrugged.
“My advisors beg to differ.”
“Your advisors?” Qing He
asked. So he was dabbling in
politics. That explained a lot. “I thought all you did was parade your wife
around.”
“You’re the only one who
has a chance against me.” Pi stood and leaned over next to her. “Don’t think that I will underestimate you.”
“You’re an idiot.” Qing He
shoved him out of her way and stared him down.
“Don’t think I’m not going to take you as a threat to my husband just
because you’re my brother.”
“Half-brother.” Pi snorted.
“And he’s not your husband yet.”
Qing He watched him leave
and clenched her fists. Why did Ang have
to die? She turned around as her father
walked up. Of course he had seen the
confrontation. “Father.”
“What was that about?”
“Your son has decided that
I am out for his crown and has created a rivalry between us just to eliminate
me. If he does anything to Zhang Liao I
will rip his nuts off and shove them down his throat.”
Cao Cao watched his son
walk away and looked back to his fuming daughter. “So he is making his bid for heir.”
“To the wrong person.” Qing
He fumed. “Why the hell would I try to
take your place? That idiot, he has made
an enemy that he’ll regret making for the rest of his life. If he wants to live in a fantasy then I’ll
play along.”
“Qing He…”
“I know there isn’t anyone
else to name as your heir, but you better think pretty damned hard about what
your kingdom will be in his hands.” She looked at her father and shook her
head. “I’m talking to the wrong
person. Lady Bian put these ideas in his
head, not you. She wants him on the
throne and any trace of my mother wiped from your name.”
Cao Cao leaned against the railing
as she crossed a dangerous bridge. “Lady
Bian will be my queen, not your mother.”
“That is your
business. Zhang Liao is mine.”
“You are engaged to be
married, what more do you want from me?”
“I did not start this war
father, Pi did.” Qing He sighed. “I just
want to be with Liao…nothing more.”
“You’re my child. What makes you think you can avoid living up
to that?” Cao Cao asked as she glared at
him. “Perhaps competition will even him
out a little.”
“He thinks I’m snagging
Liao as my army commander and Ling Qi as my adopted Lu Bu. With her comes the support of the Xiahou
Clan. That’s not competition, that’s
insanity.” She had to grudgingly add, “Though it would be an excellent
political move if I cared about being Queen.”
“He never has outgrown that
stage of childhood when he whined and cried because someone else took the toys
he wanted. You didn’t hold back from
hitting him then, why start now?” Cao Cao held out the sword he was debating on
giving her. “I want you to have this as
your wedding present. It’s the Phoenix
Blade.”
“You’re giving me a
returned gift?” She asked, knowing he had given the weapon to Lu Ling Qi months
ago. Now that she had Ang’s sword, there
was no use for the lesser weapon. “Sorry. I know you mean well. I don’t even know how to use it.”
“That’s the point.” He
handed her the weapon. “Don’t disappoint
me.”
“Is this what you
want? Do you really want us to kill each
other over your crown?”
“No.” Cao Cao watched Pi return to Zhen Ji and
Zhang He who had been left unsupervised.
He was concerned that Pi wasn’t smart enough to realize the “gay”
General was having an affair with his beautiful wife. “I want to make him work for it because he now
believes he is the only choice and I have no other option than to hand him everything.”
“Haven’t I done
enough? Why can’t you just let me marry
your general and leave me alone?” Qing
He asked.
Cao Cao looked over at Lu
Ling Qi who was sitting next to Cao Ren and cheering on her husband as he
trained with his brother. “I am sorry
that I killed your brother, more sorry than you can possibly ever know. However he is gone and I can’t help but see
how unprepared I am for that. I made the
mistake of not training you all equally, thinking that Ang would be my heir and
you would support him. By denying you
and your siblings what I forced Ang to endure…I thought I would avoid internal
rivalry. Now I see what a stupid
decision that was.”
“I don’t understand.”
“That woman over there was
ready to swear allegiance to Ang and chose to protect me to honor his last
request. Your brother is not going to be
someone I can replace.”
“Are you trying to make me
hate you more?” Qing He asked, wondering
why he was telling her this.
“Sorry.” That would be something else he missed about
Ang, the candid discussion. “Pi is
going to need to see that he is going to adjust his approach and I don’t think
he’s going to see that unless there really is a chance of losing what he
wants. He is my son,
after all, I understand what motivates him.”
“I am his sister, I
understand him far better.” Qing He
glared at Pi as he waved at her and walked away with his perfect wife. “He may conform to what he thinks you want
to see, but once you’re gone that will fade and he will do what he wants. Then we will be at his mercy. Damn you. Don’t do this to me.”
“I also know you better
than you think. I know your paranoia
will keep you from that quiet life you’re telling me that you want. ‘Betray the world before it betrays me’….you
understand better than anyone what that means Qing He. I am so sorry that is what you’ve inherited from me.”
“To protect Liao I will do
anything.” She let her eyes return to
her uncles sparring on the training ground and held her new sword up to look at
her reflection in the blade. “Even if
that means making you happy.”
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“Are you really going to
wear that dress to practice?” Xiahou Dun
asked as his niece glared back at him.
“Apparently.”
“Just because you let your
wife run around wearing nothing doesn’t mean a woman can’t fight in traditional
clothes.”
Cao Ren snorted at the joke
and felt Ling’s elbow jab him in the ribs.
“What?”
“You could do with a
different uniform.” Ling smirked. “Fangirls like to see skin.”
Ren stretched and
smiled. “Fangirls can’t handle what I
have to offer.”
Yuan laughed as he restrung
his bow. “Please tell me we are not
having this conversation.”
“Maybe that’s where we’re
going wrong. Maybe we should be wearing less clothes.”
Ren nodded. “Works for Wu.”
Ling nodded. “I wouldn’t complain.”
“Really?” Yuan asked.
“If there was some crazy teen fangirl groping your husband, we wouldn’t
have issues?”
“From what I gather,
everyone is scared of him. So they can
drool from afar and I would have less to strip off him. My dad’s fangirls never got close to him.”
“Your father had
fans?” Ren asked. “I thought the ‘Oh My GOD! It’s LU BU!
AAAHHHH!’ reaction would have been a turn off.”
“He had a foot long cock,
women were always offering themselves to him.”
Ling said matter-of-factly and frowned when she noticed everyone was
staring at her. “What?”
Qing He smiled. “Not quite
the information a girl should know about her father.”
“Tell my mother that.” Ling shook her head. “That was the answer I got when I asked why
I had no siblings.”
QingHe chuckled. “I can’t believe it’s true! The mighty
Lu Bu…no wonder every man wanted him dead.”
“PLEASE tell me we are not
having this conversation!” Yuan hollered and threw an empty quiver at Ren. “Look what you did!”
Ren shook his head. “I’m leaving before my whole innocent world
is shattered.”
Ling frowned as Ren left
and looked over at Yuan. “He asked!”
“Some things you should
learn not to share, young lady.” Yuan
looked up as his nephew Pi approached with a mischievous grin.
“What a surprise.” Cao Pi made a show of walking
around his sister and checking out her battle stance. He looked around and smirked, then shoved
his cape over his shoulder as he walked away.
“Of all the people you decide to start training with….”
“Pi, what the hell is your
problem?” Ling Qi snapped. He was becoming
so much more intolerable since they returned.
It was bad after he brought home Zhen Ji, but after Ang’s death he
suddenly stopped resembling the young man she had met a few months ago. Then again, she had also come a long way
too.
“Nothing.” He shrugged and
smiled at her. “Just observing.”
“Do your observing
somewhere away from my wife’s chest.” Dun reminded him.
“General Zhang’s not here?”
Pi queried and glanced at his sister.
“Pi, I’ll run you through
right here!” Qing He whipped her sword around and pointed it at him.
“A challenge!” Pi
snickered. “You think you’re ready to
take me on?”
“You two better knock it
off.” Dun threatened. “I’m sick of your
shit, Pi.”
“Sorry Uncle Dun, I didn’t
realize how loyal you were to my sister.
I’ll be going then.” Pi sauntered off, whistling to himself.
Ling caught Dun’s glance at
her and she nodded. She’d go find out
what was up with the young Cao. She
already guessed it was because Cao Ang was dead and he was letting his mind be
diluted with thoughts of power. She
wasn’t about to give up on Cao Ang so easily.
She hated the fact that she didn’t know him that long but it didn’t
deter her from wanting to compare each of his potential replacements to him.
Cao Pi was hardly acting like a leader.
He was arrogant before, but nothing like this. She trotted after him and hollered. “Pi,
what the hell is wrong with you?”
He turned and looked at her
and crossed his arms. “I doubt you’d
understand how you’re being manipulated.”
“What the hell is your
problem? I’m not going to ask you
again. The next time I’m just hitting
you.”
“My sister is going to try
to take Ang’s place. She wants Wei for
herself. I suppose you’ll side with her since
you made sure her plans succeeded by putting her in Liao’s bed…convenient,
no? You think she really loves him? Oh wait…I forgot who I was asking. Your fathers never see through a seductress’s
ploys. I can guarantee that my sister is
far better at being a conniving bitch than Diao Chan ever was.”
“I think I’m just going to
hit you anyway.” Ling snorted.
“Just keep it in mind. I’m sure you’ll be spending some time
together being that your baby is so close now.
Trust me on this one.”
“When have I ever trusted
you or your family?” Ling asked.
“Chose your sides carefully
Lu Ling Qi. I’d hate to see another Lu
decapitated.”
“Don’t threaten me.” Ling
hissed and threw her promised punch.
Pi smiled and licked off
the blood from his now broken lip.
“You’ll regret that.”
“You won’t be the first
tyrant I defy.” She turned and walked away from him. She heard the playful snicker of Zhang He and
turned on him. She might as well settle
a score with that bastard while she was throwing punches. “What do you want?”
“You’re such a
hellcat. You fear no one; I’d expect no
less of Lu Bu’s daughter.”
She looked at him and
ground her teeth. “I thought you were
supposed to be a man of intelligence.
Why exactly is it then that you can’t stop pissing me off?”
“He’s too forward for his
own good.” Zhen Ji’s quiet reply came from behind him. “Can…can we talk?”
“She doesn’t mean with your
fists again, sweet thing.” Zhang He smiled as the Wei princess hid behind him
to stay out of reach of the pregnant warrior.
“We would also like a less obvious location. Perhaps in the West library after dinner?”
“Fine.”
“Don’t tell my
husband. Please?”
“Fine.”
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“That bastard.” Qing He
growled.
“Have you really told your
fiancé what he’s getting into?” Xiahou
Yuan asked curiously as his niece tried to battle his brother and was using her
frustration to add some extra power to her hits. She was sloppy and it was obvious she had
never had any training.
“What do you mean?” Qing He
frowned as her uncle spun and knocked her weapon from her hand.
“This shit between you and
Pi that’s going to get us all killed?” Dun watched her grind her teeth.
“This isn’t a sibling
rivalry, it’s Lady Bian trying to wrap her tentacles around my father and his
empire.” Qing He brushed away a stray strand of hair and collected herself then bent down to pick up the sword.
“So,” Yuan smiled, “Does he
know what he’s getting into?”
“I…don’t know.” She looked
at her Uncle Dun and asked, “Should I tell him?
Should I scare him off?”
“Why are you asking me?”
“He’s sort of your
father-in-law.” Yuan smirked.
“Doesn’t
mean we talk.” Dun watched his wife return and knew that was something
that would have to change. His first
impression of Liao had been favorable, he liked his sincerity and intelligence,
it was only when he had fucked up his marriage and Liao pointed it out that
things went sour. “Ling, hopefully you
didn’t start a war.”
“I didn’t.” She snorted in
disgust. “Pi did.”
“See?” Yuan nudged Qing He.
“I’ll tear him apart next
time I have the chance, prince or not.”
Ling cracked her knuckles.
“No.” Dun put his finger in
her face and repeated himself. “No.”
“He deserves it.”
“NO!” Dun snapped.
“I’ll be the one to put him
in his place.” Qing He said and held her head up proudly.
“Then get back to
practicing.” Dun punched his brother’s arm and pointed to the training arena.
“Ling, go get your horse and cool off.”
“Only if you’re coming with
me.”
“Of course I am. I don’t trust you to not run over Pi on your
way out the gate.” Dun watched her smile spread and she leaned up and kissed
him before trotting off to the barn to get her stallion.
Dun turned and saw his
niece and brother smiling at him. “What
are you two grinning at?”
“I’m happy for you,
Uncle. That’s all.”
“Why don’t you get the cook
to prepare some food for you to take with you?
You know she’s always hungry.” Yuan suggested slyly.
“Stop trying to trick me
into doing something romantic.” Dun grumbled and stormed off, annoyed that his
baby brother had all the good ideas where marriage was concerned.
“What a pair. I would have never believed it if I didn’t
see it with my own eyes.” Qing He looked at her sword and stared at her
reflection. “Am I dooming the man I
love?”
“Just tell him.” Yuan shrugged. “He needs to hear it from you. He can take care of himself.”
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“Qing He….”
“What? Am I supposed to refrain from seeing you now
that we are engaged?”
Liao took off his hat and
put his halberd down. “You’re naked and
lying on my bed. That’s…not really
appropriate anymore.”
“Liao…” She mewled and
rolled over on her back, slowly running her fingers down her throat, between
her breasts, across her stomach and up her stretched leg. “Do I have to resort to touching myself while
you watch?”
He had every intention of
refusing her. Had. “Dammit, don’t do
this.”
“Mm…” She gave him a
seductive smile and licked her finger then she slowly rolled it around her
nipple which reacted to the wet touch.
“I‘ll just have to pretend it’s your calloused hands groping me…and your
coarse lips making my tits swell…”
He wanted to be good; he
wanted their relationship to be respectful.
He wanted to be the one groping her as she grinned at him and squeezed
her own breast and moaned. For a
princess, she had a very provocative vocabulary. “Darling, we’re going to be married. We have to wait…”
She rolled her head to the
side and spread her legs so he could see what exactly he was missing. “I’m yours, you’ve already laid claim to my
body and I just want you to keep doing it.
I want you so bad Liao, I need you inside of me…I need you to press deep
inside of me and let me wrap myself around you…”
He wanted to close his eyes
as her fingers began to stray down to her legs.
“Dammit.”
She grinned as he pounced her, still fully clothed and pinned her to his
bed. Her lips immediately were pressed
to his and her hands worked quickly to rid him of his clothes. “Punish me, General.”
“I ought to tie you to my
bed and leave you here unsatisfied.”
“You should let me tie you
down and have my way with you.”
“Later.” He whispered
huskily and nibbled on her ear as she hastily tried to undress him.
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“I love your fiery eyes.”
Zhang He smiled at her and retied the bow in his silky hair.
“I’d love to set your eyes
on fire.” Lu Ling Qi hissed and glared at him.
“Junyi, stop harassing
her.” Zhen Ji sat down and offered the younger woman some tea.
“I can’t resist.”
“What exactly do you two want?”
“What we wanted to talk
with you about is Cao Pi.”
“Want to kill him?” Ling
asked.
“Do you?” Zhang He asked
without missing a beat.
“I want to castrate him
like his great grandpa.” Ling
snorted. “Best idea anyone’s had in this
country in centuries. Castrating Caos.”
“Please don’t anger him;
you have no idea how cruel he can be.”
Zhen Ji looked down at her hands and took a deep breathe.
“What she wants to say is
that her darling husband seemed to really like watching you perform fellatio on
your husband and the more you antagonize him, the more he really wants to have
you ‘kneel before him’.” Zhang He raised
an eyebrow. “So he’s been role playing
with his beautiful wife.”
Zhen Ji closed her
eyes. It was embarrassing but how else
would she be able to convince Lady Lu of the danger she was really in. She slipped out of her dress to show the
other woman her bruises, then quickly redressed. “He will hurt you.”
“You need to hurt
him.” Ling said emphatically. “Or do you want me to do it for you?”
“No, please…” Ji trembled
and tugged on Zhang He’s sleeve.
“I would advise caution
when dealing with the Prince.” Zhang He
smiled.
Ling looked at Zhen Ji and
for the first time saw something familiar.
Diao Chan once knelt beside Lu Bu crying about Dong Zhuo’s cruelty. “My father killed his lord for treating his
mistress like that.”
“Mm…well I’m a bit more
subtle.” Zhang He smiled sweetly. “However I would just ask that you refrain
from angering the young lord since he does come home and take it out on her.”
“Is that all?’ Ling asked, knowing the pretty general was
hiding quite a lot behind his outlandish looks.
“Yes.” He smiled and winked at her. “I certainly wouldn’t be causing any trouble,
I’ve only just arrived!”
“You didn’t take long to
make yourself comfortable.”
“You just let me know when
you’d like me to pleasure you.”
“Hmpf.” Ling rolled her
eyes and made her way to the door.
“Please…don’t tell my
husband.”
Ling rolled her eyes and left the library. As she stepped into the corridor she wondered
why the woman didn’t take her flute and bash the boy’s brains out. Cao Cao obviously
would get over it.
Her thoughts were interrupted when something
strange and unexpected happened. Her
water broke.
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Xiahou Dun
was helpless and he hated it. All he
could do to help his wife was lay in bed next to her
and hold her. As much as she was trying
to act like nothing was wrong, he knew she was uncomfortable. “Sorry.”
“About getting me pregnant or the
fact that we’re going to be parents?” Ling asked.
“I’m not sorry about you being the
mother of my child.”
She smiled and stroked his
face. “I’m not sure I’m going to be good
at this.”
Dun shrugged. “I’m not good at this husband thing…I’ll see
if I can be a better father.”
“You’re the perfect husband. I wouldn’t want anyone else.”
“I’m glad you have low standards.”
She had to laugh but it was quickly
silenced by a wave of pain as another contraction started. “How long is this supposed to take?”
“You’re asking me?” Dun shrugged.
“I can ask Yuan, but I think that Hua Tua is going to be here soon.
Ling sat up and frowned. “I am not
spreading my legs for that disgusting old man.”
“He’s a doctor.”
“He’s disgusting and condescending
and he’s not touching me.”
“Ling…”
“Dun, find someone else or I’m not
having this baby.”
“What?
That’s absurd.” Dun watched her sit up and look for her clothes. “I guess there’s a midwife in the harem. Never really thought about it, but someone in
there has to have a lot of experience.
A lot of experience.”
Ling groaned as another contraction
hit her. Annoyed she snapped, “Well then
you lay down and I’ll go get her.”
“Ling, don’t bite my fucking head
off. I don’t know any more about this than you.” Dun grabbed her shoulder and
pulled her back into the bed. “I’ll find
someone.”
“Are you waiting for an Imperial
Edict?”
“I’m going.”
“Send someone, Dun.” She grabbed at
his arm. “I don’t want to do this
without you.”
“Ling, make up your mind!” He stood
and ran his hand through his hair. He
was in way over his head on this one.
“Fine, you get down there and pull
it out.” Ling nodded, satisfied with that answer. “It’s familiar territory for you.”
Dun was finally shocked into
silence. “You really scare me
sometimes. That takes a lot.”
“Dun!”
“I’ll get a midwife, I’ll send
someone. Just stay put, okay?”
“Fine.” Ling sighed and laid down as he left the room
in a hurry and she heard some shouting in the hall. She smiled; it was comforting.
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“Your
daughter confuses me.” Qing He admitted. “She doesn’t know me and yet she’s my instant
friend.”
Liao
smiled. “The Lus are very unique. Everything is black and white, no grey
area. They either love or hate you. Lu Bu was the same way.”
“That
confuses me all the more.” Qing He mused. “With the Caos there is only grey area. If you see a definite answer, you’ve
probably been deceived.”
“Ling never
really took to Diao Chan and I think she’s trying to do a better job this time
around.”
“That must
have been interesting. Daddy’s little
girl jealous of Daddy’s special girlfriend.”
“You have
no idea.”
“My father
says she forgave him, which is something I have a hard time believing. He doesn’t deserve it.”
“I have a
hard time understanding that myself.”
Liao sighed as they almost collided with a panicked Xiahou Dun.
“I need
help.” Dun looked at his niece. “You know about babies, right?”
“I know how
to make them, but it’s a family secret.”
Qing He smiled apologetically as she really didn’t mean to be a smart
ass to her volatile Uncle. She gripped
Liao’s arm tighter.
Dun wasn’t
really sure what to make of that. “Ling
is in labor and I need a midwife.”
Qing He bit
her tongue and thought better of telling him he should look into planning
things better next time. “My mother can
help. I’ll go get her for you.”
“Hurry.” Dun darted back down the hall to return with
the good news.
“She must
be something special to do that to my scary, bitter Uncle Dun.”
“What an
idiot.” Liao wondered if he should buy
the man a self-help book on being a human being.
Qing He
laughed. “So when we get married will
you continue to be his father-in-law or be his nephew?”
“He is very
lucky he has me to deal with and not Lu Bu.”
“Well this
gives me an excuse to introduce you to my mother.” Qing He took a few steps
before adding, “Grandpa.”
Liao raised
his eyebrows. “I hadn’t thought about that.”
“You
better. You have no idea how
intolerable Xiahou Qin is as a grandparent.
My cousins used to hide under the bed when he came to visit. They used to tell us how lucky we were
someone killed our grandfather.”
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“Lady Ding
is here to help.” Dun announced as Cao Cao’s first wife appeared and smiled
sweetly at his wife.
“I need to
know how to make the baby come out.” Ling said with a tired sigh.
Lady Ding
raised her eyebrows. “My dear, the baby
is in charge here. You can’t make him or
her do anything until it’s time. Why
don’t you relax and stop trying to force things.”
“Who the
hell are you?” Ling asked.
“I’m Ang
and Qing He’s mother.” She replied and
sat down beside the young girl who apparently liked that answer.
“You’ve
been helping all those women make more Cao babies? Why?”
Lady Ding
looked up at Xiahou Dun who was actually distraught. “He is still my husband.”
“If you
every get another woman pregnant, I swear to God I’ll cut you.”
“I’m
beginning to think we’re just going to limit ourselves to one kid. You’re a real bitch right now.”
“You’re
always a real bitch, what’s your excuse?”
Ling shoved her head into the pillow.
“How long is this going to take?”
“How close
are your contractions?”
“Closer?”
“Let me
know the next time so we can start counting.
I’m going to see about getting some water and blankets. You’re doing fine.”
Dun watched
her leave and sat down on the bed. “I
don’t know what to do Ling. I’m sorry.”
“My boobs
are leaking.”
“What?”
“This is
ridiculous.” She sat up and looked down
her nightgown.
Dun started
to chuckle and then burst out into laugher.
“This isn’t
funny!”
“Like hell
it isn’t!”
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Lady Ding
washed the little girl’s body off as she cried and Dun cut the umbilical
cord. With practiced finesse she dried
the newborn off, wrapped her in a blanket and offered her to her father.
Dun looked
at her like she was offering him an explosive.
“Hold her
like this” Lady Ding showed him how to place the baby in the crook of his arm
as the child cried. “Congratulations
Dun. You have a beautiful daughter.”
Ling sat up
in bed as he held the baby in his arms and cautiously touched her with his
finger. A tiny hand wrapped around his
finger and she could see him tense. He
seemed mesmerized and she hadn’t seen him like this.
Dun
couldn’t believe how tiny she was. He
looked up at Ling who was watching him and took a few steps over to sit down on
the bed and show her their baby. “I
don’t know what to say.”
Ling rested
her head on his arm and looked down at the little girl. “Hello, Xiahou Feng Xian.”
Dun shot
her a glance. “We are not naming her after your father.”
“You may
want to let her nurse.” Lady Ding suggested as she prepared to leave. “Eventually.”
“Now we’re
getting into familiar territory.” Dun smiled and gave his wife a smile as he
handed her their daughter. “I can
provide instruction for that.”
Ling tried
not to smile but he placed a kiss on her forehead as she took the baby into her
arms. This was hopefully something she
could handle without instruction.
Hopefully.
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