Horse-head Wall Reflects the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 2: The world is in chaos and the women are united

"My husband, there is someone outside the door, asking for your letter..."

Guan Yin felt dizzy and had difficulty opening his eyes. He couldn't help but doubt the cup of tea just now - he was infected, were the students still safe?

"My husband has caught a cold and is still not well. Do you want me to go back to that person and give him some more time?"

"Hmm..." What husband, what cold? Guan Yin touched his clothes and turned his eyes slightly to look at the surrounding environment.

Reason told Guan Yin that it would be difficult to restore such a setting. So, if it was really a problem with the cup of tea, there was no need for the other party to go to such great lengths to set up such an environment for him.

"Husband?" The doctor said that the husband had caught a cold, but San Heng looked at the husband in front of him and wondered if this man's brain was broken. "Husband, are you feeling unwell?"

Since he was here, he should make the best of it. Guan Yin was glad that he was a so-called "soul traveler". As long as he was not caught by others as a demon or a ghost, it would be fine. Otherwise, if he went to any dynasty, he would have no way to defend himself without a household registration.

But Guan Yin couldn't understand. He had finally endured so many years of acting and memorizing in a normal university, and had an internship at a pretty good high school. It wasn't long before graduation... How come he was dressed like a "husband"?
"My husband, my wife has gone to sell embroidery patterns. I have cooked porridge for you this morning. If you are hungry, I will heat it up for you to eat."

I have been single for more than 20 years. Even though I am well-read, I don’t know how to pretend to be a married man!

Sanheng in front of him was staring at him eagerly. Guan Yin didn't have time to think about it. He planned to ask the former to tell the story again so that he could have a moment to calm down and think about how to deal with it next.

"You..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Guan Yin could sense something was wrong. Hoarseness after a cold was normal, but this original body seemed to be a woman!

Guan Yin deliberately exaggerated the hoarseness of the cold wind and became fearless: "What did you just say?"

"Sir, Sanheng just said that someone came to ask for your manuscript, but you have been ill in bed these days and have no time to write... You need Sanheng to tell the person that you are ill and need a few days' grace."

"Well, you can reply like this."

Sanheng pushed the door open and went out. The green grass and low hedge outside the door were reflected in Guan Yin's eyes in an instant. Sanheng turned back and half-closed the door, fearing that her husband's cold, which had just recovered, would become worse. Obviously, she had no suspicion of this "Husband Guan".

Guan Yin sat up in a panic. The residual symptoms of the cold had not yet healed completely, and even his heartbeat was a little faster.

Dressing table, desk, wardrobe... The clothes he was wearing looked like men's clothes, but there were many things used by girls in the room - could it be that this original body ate and slept together with his wife?
"Is it a boy or a girl..." In panic, Guan Yin realized that the occasional stuffiness was not caused by the cold, but by the two strips of cloth that were tightly attached to his body through his inner garment.

The original body was a female.

Guan Yin came to his senses and realized that he didn't have any information that a time traveler should have. San Heng pointed out his identity, but Guan Yin didn't know the name of the "madam" who hadn't returned from selling embroidery, and he didn't know how long he could keep her identity a secret.
"Husband, the person outside said that we can give you three days' grace period, and we will send someone to get it after three days." Sanheng replied and returned to the room with the warmed porridge in his hand. "When Madam left, she told Sanheng that if you wake up, you must have a bite or two."

The house was simple and the rice porridge didn't taste good, it was just enough to fill his stomach. Logically, Guan Yin couldn't eat it. But Guan Yin was thinking about something, so he mechanically put the spoon into his mouth. This dilemma reminded Guan Yin of the well-known story of Huangmei Opera in his hometown, "The Female Prince Consort".

If the female imperial consort can become the top scholar in the imperial examination, she can save Li Lang and bring him back home. But Guan Yin doesn't even know what fate brought him here, and will he die before finding a way to go home?
Not every student is so cute and worthy of the concern of Guan Yin, who was just doing internship... In fact, in junior high and high school, when students are the most mischievous, facing a teacher who is not much older than them, Guan Yin was so angry at the mischievous students in the second period that he spent the ten-minute break crying.

However, Guan Yin's parents, who had accompanied her through more than ten years of her study, still hoped that their daughter would return home early. Guan Yin did not want to spend her whole life in this "old society" where women could not even read a few words of books, and live at the risk of having her gender exposed and being beheaded at any time.

"Husband? If you are feeling better, Sanheng advises you to start writing earlier. Otherwise, if you delay it until later, staying up all night and writing by lamplight under the moonlight, I am afraid you will get sick again."

It can be seen that the original body and his wife must be approachable. San Heng spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly, and even dared to urge the original body... If Guan Yin had the opportunity to chat with the original body, this "audacious" girl, he felt that this would definitely be an interesting soul!
But at that moment, Guan Yin, who was helped to the desk, couldn't help but feel a headache when he looked at the neatly-rhymed poems on it.

Guan Yin put his index and middle fingers together, curled them up slightly and tapped his temples, trying to get something out of the carefree San Heng: "San Heng, your husband was seriously injured by the cold. Now I just feel groggy and can't even remember what I was writing before I went to bed."

His eyes fell on the white paper pressed under the ruler. Guan Yin had never been so grateful for the public courses in university. Thanks to these courses, Guan Yin could now clearly understand this magnificent article.

"My husband had a cold for a long time. The doctor said that he might have fainted because of his heart qi. It is normal for him to forget some things."

Sanheng was indeed naive, and Guan Yin got the truth out of him with just a few words.

Hearing this, Guan Yin understood: the original body probably didn't get enough rest after catching a cold, and died of acute myocarditis. This is why he happened to take over her identity.

"Sanheng, what if I say that I have forgotten who I am and who your wife is?"

"Husband?" San Heng was dumbfounded, thinking that her husband was joking. "Husband, please stop teasing me. My husband still remembers my name, so how could he forget my wife?"

"My husband and my wife have been together through life and death, and their love is deep. My wife even came to this little house at the foot of the mountain for my husband. How could my husband forget about it so easily?"

Seeing that his husband had no intention of explaining, Sanheng became visibly flustered. He just hoped that "Husband Guan" would give him a reassurance by saying "it's just a joke".

"Husband, my wife is coming back soon, please don't scare her again!"

Footsteps came from the half-open door. Sanheng looked through the crack in the door and saw his wife. Without thinking too much, he turned his eyes to Guan Yin.

There was some fear and confusion in his eyes.

It can be seen that the lady is a good person, and Sanheng can't bear to see her anxious and sad.

(End of this chapter)