Chapter 5 — Going Thousand Years Later

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The Little Marquis is truly a nurturing person and very patient. He seemed to clearly understand that, if a person doesn't want to believe, then whatever he says is useless. But it's also possible that he intentionally used silence to arouse my curiosity, so that I could enter that mysterious door and find the answer myself. So, he didn't say anything more. Just quietly wait for me to finish eating, then calmly collect the dishes and chopsticks to wash. I didn't pay attention to him anymore, turned around and went back to the room to change clothes. This morning I had a job interview. My old company kicked me out, I need to quickly find a new job. After changing my clothes and walking out, I thought he had left. As a result, he was still sitting on the sofa watching TV. Do you really consider this place as your home? I glanced at the screen — the drama channel. Um... that's right, very suitable for an old man like him who has lived for a thousand years. Hearing the noise, he immediately looked towards me. That look... stopped for a long time. I instinctively stroked my hair, a bit confused. Actually, it was just for the interview that I dressed up a bit, wanting to leave a good impression on the employer. I wore a figure-hugging office dress, black stockings and high heels, black hair loose to my shoulders, and light makeup. For some reason, being looked at by him like that made me feel a little hot. I coughed softly, deliberately looking for a topic to break this somewhat strange atmosphere:

“Eh? Are you still here?”

He has truly lived for thousands of years, and his concentration is truly superior to others. Although I clearly saw a light in his eyes, in the next second, he regained his calm, elegant and polite appearance, only asking one very calm question:

“Madam wants to go out again?”

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“Don't call me lady anymore, I'm really not.”

If you say "ma'am" once or "ma'am" twice, he's already made me lose my job, I don't dare accept this title anymore! Thinking about that, I felt both helpless and frustrated, staring at him coldly:

"Little Marquis, I really, really just want to go back to my normal life. I believe that eventually you will meet someone else exactly like your 'wife'. After all, you've been waiting for a thousand years, waiting a little longer shouldn't be a problem, right?"

He stood up and walked closer to me. His expression remained calm and calm like a lake surface without any ripples. But his next sentence had nothing to do with what I just said.

"Hehe, where are you going for your interview? I'll take you there."

I feel like I threw a strong punch at cotton wool, unable to release any anger, and even more angry!

"Don't talk nonsense! I'm talking seriously to you..."

I sighed, trying to control my emotions.

"If you only like this face, then tomorrow I will have plastic surgery. Then, will you still consider me your wife?"

He suddenly fell silent. Her eyelashes drooped slightly, obscuring half of her eyes. I admit that in that moment, my heart wavered a bit. But reason pulled me back, warning me not to be soft-hearted. At that moment, he spoke again.

“Hehe, not only is your face the same as before…”

“On her right thigh, a little above, there is a light purple birthmark.”

Boom! My mind felt like thunder was exploding. I unconsciously pursed my lips tight lips, momentarily unable to say a word. Because… He's right. That birthmark really exists.

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But this is a very secret place, how could he know?! A thought immediately flashed in my head, and then my face turned red with anger and embarrassment.

"You! How dare you secretly watch me change clothes!"

“I don't have it.” He replied very calmly.

I glared at him, my tone full of doubt:

"Don't try to deny it! Don't think I don't know that you can hide yourself! If you don't peek, how will you know?!"

He was silent for a moment, then slowly replied:

"We used to be husband and wife. Before... we often slept together."

BAM! This time, not only did I blush, but I also felt like my brain was about to evaporate! What is he talking like?! Why do you often sleep together?! What husband and wife?! I was so angry that I couldn't speak, my mind was spinning, my eyes were looking around the room looking for something to hit him with. He frowned, still calm as before:

“Hehe, what are you looking for?”

“Find something to hit you with!” I gritted my teeth.

He chuckled softly:

"In the palace there is a ruler (punishment ruler), follow me home, I will let you beat her to your heart's content."

... Still not giving up?! Are you trying to drag me into some mysterious door?! Who knows what would happen if I walked through that door? But one thing is very clear to me - I absolutely cannot trust him completely. I started to feel helpless and crazy, and finally lost patience:

"Do you want me to enter that door so much? I advise you to give up! I'd rather die than go in! Unless you knock me unconscious and carry me there!"

The Little Marquis, whose face had not changed for thousands of years, suddenly showed an expression as if he had just realized the truth. He looked at me, his eyes lit up as if he had just found a possible solution. His thumb gently stroked his chin, appearing to be considering the practicality of this plan. I shivered, took a few steps back in panic, and hugged myself tightly with both hands.

“Stop! You… don't come any closer!”

He didn't say anything, just slowly rolled up his sleeves, his face was so serious that I couldn't tell whether this was an intentional threat or if he really intended to do so. I was so scared that I immediately surrendered:

"Okay, okay! Just calm down and talk about anything! I'll just go...!"

I took a deep breath, gritted my teeth:

“I really want to see what the hell this so-called ‘Dieu Mon’ is all about!”

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The little Marquis led me to an old town filled with the breath of everyday life. This place is not as bustling and bustling as the new commercial area, but still a bit noisy and bustling in its own way. I followed Little Marquis, weaving through the winding alleys. The more I walked, the more confusing it became. Does this alley have an end? Suddenly, the walls on both sides became blurry, as if they were no longer solid. I cautiously turned my head to observe, but suddenly realized that all the sounds outside—the sounds of traffic, the sounds of people talking—were pushed far away by some kind of force. What's left in my ears is just the sound of the wind passing by. I looked straight ahead. Right in front of me, a majestic ancient building appeared, standing tall as if it had just passed through time and existed in this place. On the big gate, there is a sign with four curving and strong words:

“Tang Chieu Marquis Palace.”

I was stunned and muttered:

“This is the place?”

But as soon as I turned around, I suddenly realized that Little Marquis had disappeared. He is no longer by my side. I took a deep breath, tried to calm myself, then step by step walked up the steps, towards the majestic gate of the Marquis's residence.

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The ancient building stood quietly, covered with a heavy layer of time dust under the sunlight. It's like... it's been waiting for me for a long time. My heart was pounding so fast that I couldn't control it. I raised my hand, held my breath, hesitated for a few seconds... finally placed it on the wooden door.

“Knock, knock, knock.”

The lion-shaped door knocker vibrated, the heavy sound echoed in the quiet space. The large door slowly opened. I saw Little Marquis standing right in the middle of the courtyard, his hands clasped behind his back. Next to him, there was a line of people waiting respectfully. Butler, servant, maid, guard... And there was also the round-faced girl I met at the temple that day. Each face carries a look of expectation. But right after that... those eyes gradually turned into surprise, then disappointment. I also woke up immediately. That's right… I entered this door. But —— Nothing happened.