But if he doesn't tell his father what's going on, what will he do with this huge hole in his body?
When He Yunze stepped across the threshold in a daze, he almost tripped and fell.
He stood in the very center of the courtyard, feeling the darkness all around him and the biting wind that seemed to seep into his very bones.
The bedroom in front of me was pitch black; there were no lights on and no sound.
It's unknown whether Song Ruoan returned after being punished in Jingzhao Prefecture, but that's all irrelevant now.
In the stillness, He Yunce felt only a deep sadness.
After standing at the bedroom door for a moment, he resolutely turned around and walked directly into the study.
He Yunce sat silently in the chair in front of his desk for a long time, thinking for a long time.
They sat there until midnight.
He Yunze stood up from his desk, feeling dizzy and disoriented, but he couldn't come up with anything.
He silently dragged his weary body to the bedside, took off his clothes, skipped the bath, and prepared to go straight to bed.
But as soon as he got into bed, he felt a warm, damp sensation in the bedding beneath him, and he seemed to faintly smell blood.
He Yunze shuddered, feeling a chill run down his spine. He jumped out of bed in surprise and abruptly threw off the covers.
The candlelight was dim, and what came into view was a woman covered in blood, her hair disheveled. She lay quietly on one side of the bed, looking lifeless.
The bedding beneath them was soaked with the woman's blood, turning a dark red that symbolized death. It was now soaked and emitted a foul and pungent odor.
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