The next moment, the man's face appeared from the entrance to the cellar.
He was startled when he saw Song Xizhi standing at the door, and froze for a moment before being overjoyed.
Tears almost blurred his vision as he gestured wildly at Song Xizhi in a hoarse voice:
"Zhizhi, come out quickly, come out quickly!"
The person in front of me was none other than He Yunze!
Song Xizhi only snapped back to reality when she heard his hoarse, broken voice, which sounded like a crow when he started to tear at something.
But Song Xizhi's first reaction was not to believe him, but to take a few steps back, his eyes still flashing with wariness.
"Who are you? How did you get here?"
Upon hearing this, He Yunze's bright eyes instantly dimmed, and the light in them went out.
His Adam's apple bobbed up and down before he nervously said, "I'm He Yunze, I'm here to save you."
"Zhizhi, there's no time to say anything now, hurry up and come up."
He beckoned to Song Xizhi, but Song Xizhi remained frozen, staring at him with blood trickling down her lips. She looked like a frightened little animal.
"How can you expect me to believe you?"
Upon hearing this, He Yunze felt another pang of pain in his heart, and he quickly said, "I..."
"I was reborn, just like you. We were husband and wife in our past life, do you remember?"
"I did many wrong things in my past life. I want to save you and atone for my sins... Zhizhi, please believe me?"
Song Xizhi looked up at his anxious and humble face, the light shining in from behind him, outlining his entire silhouette.
He didn't know what he had been through, but he looked pitiful and haggard, his face swollen, as if he hadn't slept well for hundreds of years.
Song Xizhi stared into his eyes, then finally moved her hands and feet and chose to follow He Yunce into the cellar.
Only when she heard He Yunze say "rebirth" did she realize that what she was seeing was not just another dream.
He Yunze grabbed Song Xizhi's hand.
The moment his fingertips touched her fabric, He Yunze felt his heart pounding.
It's like a heart that had died has been reawakened at this moment.
He draped another cloak he had brought over Song Xizhi, tied it around her neck, put the wide brim of the cloak on her head, and then ran outside with her without stopping for a moment.
It was very late at night, and all the people in the capital were asleep; there was no one on the streets.
It was the first time she had ever seen such a quiet night, so quiet that it seemed as if her own wildly beating heart was beating loudly at that moment.
Song Xi stumbled and followed He Yunce all the way. Looking at the familiar scene before him, he realized that he had been in the Marquis's mansion all along.
She was very puzzled, so when the two of them ran into a narrow alley, Song Xizhi stopped and, panting, asked He Yunze:
"He Yunze, what's going on? Where are you taking me?"
He Yunze knew that Song Xizhi couldn't fully trust him, so he took a few breaths and could only stare into Song Xizhi's eyes as he spoke truthfully:
“I started the fire. My brother is the one with the problem. He wants to get Father’s Tiger Tally and all the soldiers.”
Song Xizhi tried hard to digest He Yunce's words. When she understood what he meant, her eyes narrowed sharply, and her expression became serious. Then she heard He Yunce continue:
"I hid my father to buy time. Now that the fire is out, I sent someone to inform my brother that my father is in an inn in the northwest corner of the capital. My brother is currently heading northwest."
"So we have to run southeast to avoid our brother."
As He Yunze said this, his eyes began to plead: "My brother is not a good person, he's the one who ruined you!"
"Zhizhi, please believe me, I beg you, believe me."
Looking into his eyes, Song Xizhi finally believed what He Yunze had said.
There were horses waiting for He Yunce in the alley. The two mounted their horses and galloped off in the southeast without stopping.
A biting wind whipped around them, and both were on edge. Song Xizhi asked from horseback, "Where is my master?"
He Yunze replied, "I don't know, she has never appeared."
Song Xizhi then remembered that her master was in the palace, so she asked again:
"Where are Madam Xin and my maternal grandfather?"
He Yunze replied, his gaze fixed on the direction in front of him: "They took your body home."
Song Xizhi's eyes widened in confusion: "What about the Crown Prince? Where did the Crown Prince and Siqin go?"
Hearing this, He Yunze froze: "The Crown Prince was wrongly accused of murdering you and has now escaped, his whereabouts unknown. He must not know that you are in the Marquis of Anding's residence, so he is looking for you everywhere."
Upon hearing this, Song Xizhi stiffened abruptly. She pieced together all the clues in her mind and vaguely realized what had happened during the days she had been unconscious.
The night was pitch black, and two people dressed in black cloaks were galloping like madmen on horseback.
Song Xizhi forced himself to calm down and then spoke to He Yunce: "My maternal grandparents' home is in the southeast of the capital. Let's go directly to my maternal grandparents' home."
As she spoke, she took the reins from He Yunze's hand and turned the horse around, heading towards her maternal grandparents' home.
Song Xizhi gripped the reins tightly, only to find them damp and warm.
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