"Hurry up and put out the fire!" Cuizhu ran over and shouted.
But when they arrived at Qiu Shui Courtyard, they found that the servants could not put out the fire even with buckets of water.
"There's no way to save it. The yard is full of incense oil. It's burning endlessly and can't be put out at all. We can only wait for it to burn out." The servants were helpless.
Cuizhu was extremely anxious: "Where's the cousin? Has she come out yet?!"
The servants whispered, "No, there is no image."
Cuizhu was struck by a thunderbolt and her whole body froze. Looking at the fire that was getting more and more intense and the yard that was burned to pieces, she could hardly think. If her cousin was really in there, she would have burned to death long ago.
The servants whispered, "Such a huge fire, with scented oil scattered all over the garden. It looks like a suicide."
"Suicide? Why? Didn't they say she was about to soar to the top and become a phoenix?"
"I don't know either, but I heard that there was a letter from Maoshan Academy saying that her brother accidentally fell off a cliff and died..."
"Huh?! Where did you hear that news?"
"I work for the Second Madam and I know for myself that the news came last night, and the Qiushui Courtyard was immediately in turmoil. This isn't an obvious thing."
Cuizhu's face turned pale, and she hurriedly called to a servant, "Hurry up! Ride as fast as you can to Qizhou and tell the eldest master the news."
"yes!"
-
The blue-gray carriage sped along the deserted streets and soon left the city.
Outside the city gate, a blue cloth carriage had already been waiting. Lin Han was waiting there anxiously. When he saw Juechen's approaching carriage from afar, he trotted over to meet it.
"Miss Xu!"
The driver pulled the reins and the carriage stopped. Wanruo lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage: "Master Lin."
Lin Han's eyes lit up: "You're finally here. I was worried you wouldn't leave."
"I promised you, so I'm leaving now."
Lin Han's chest ignited with courage, and he said firmly: "I, Lin Han, will never let you down in this life!"
Wanruo nodded gently: "Then let's go."
"T!"
Wanruo and Suyue got on Lin Han's carriage. Lin Han sat outside the carriage and drove it. With a wave of the whip, the carriage sped away into a cloud of dust.
The imperial court had appointed Lin Han as the county magistrate of Shiya County, Qingzhou a few days ago. Qingzhou is mountainous and the roads are long, and it takes more than half a month to get there from Yanjing City.
Unless something unexpected happens, she will never come back in this life.
A fast horse galloped past the carriage. Although it was leaving the city, this person was heading in the opposite direction, towards Qizhou, which was adjacent to Yanjing City.
After galloping through the night, they finally arrived in Qizhou at daybreak.
"Young Master! Eldest Young Master!" The servant rushed into Xie Xianyu's yard in a hurry.
Xie Xianyu had just gotten up and was still washing up, his expression cold: "Why are you so flustered?"
"Sir, please don't be sad. There was a fire in Qiu Shui Courtyard last night and it burned down." As the servant spoke, his voice gradually became lower.
Xie Xianyu paused, his face stiffening for a moment before he snapped, "What do you mean burned?! Where's my cousin?!"
The servant fell to his knees with a plop, trembling with fear: "Cousin, I couldn't save her..."
With a loud "bang", Xie Xianyu accidentally knocked over the washbasin, and water splashed, soaking his clothes.
"What did you say?!" His face suddenly changed and his voice became louder.
The servant was so frightened that he couldn't speak at all. He trembled and said, "The yard is full of sesame oil, and it's burning endlessly. We have tried our best to put out the fire, but we can't put it out at all, and we can't get in..."
Xie Xianyu couldn't stand listening any longer, so he rushed out of the door, jumped on his horse, and headed towards Yanjing City.
"Young Master!" Qing'an exclaimed, and hurriedly mounted his horse to catch up.
It was almost noon when Xie Xianyu rushed to the Xie family's house. He did not rest for a moment along the way and was rushing there almost as if his life depended on it.
My mind is empty. I can’t think, and I dare not think.
"Young Master," the gatekeeper came forward hastily upon seeing him. Xie Xianyu pulled the reins, the horse's hooves raised high, he dismounted swiftly, rushed in, and headed straight for Qiu Shui Courtyard.
At this time, the fire in Qiu Shui Courtyard had been extinguished, and only blackened and withered frames remained in the small courtyard. Cui Zhu, Lu Dong and others were still guarding there. When they saw Xie Xianyu, their faces turned pale and they immediately knelt on the ground.
"Young Master."
"Where's she?" His voice was terrifyingly quiet, without the slightest ups and downs.
Lu Dong shook her head with tears in her eyes, "I really didn't know my cousin was going to commit suicide. Last night, she suddenly said that her wedding dress didn't fit her and asked me to take it to be altered. She sent me away, but when I came back, I found that the fire in Qiu Shui Courtyard was already on fire."
"Suicide?" He seemed to have heard a huge joke.
She has tried so hard to be a stranger, will she commit suicide?
Cuizhu wiped her tears and knelt on the ground. "I heard that Young Master Xu suddenly fell off a cliff and his body was nowhere to be found. The news was just sent to me last night. My cousin always regarded her brother's life as important as her own."
Xie Xianyu walked into the charred ruins with a stiff expression. The furnishings in the house were exactly the same as before he left. The guqin was now only a charred shell, and a corpse lying on the bed was covered with a white cloth.
Xie Xianyu stared at the corpse, and the blood in his body seemed to stagnate.
He walked over with difficulty, and the servant said embarrassedly: "Sir, the body has been burned beyond recognition. It's better not to look at it, in case..."
"Get out of here!"
Xie Xianyu suddenly shouted, and the two servants were frightened and hurriedly retreated to the side.
He reached out with trembling hands and peeled off the white cloth. The body was already charred and the face could not be seen. The servants behind him were so scared that they did not dare to look up for fear of having a nightmare.
Xie Xianyu, however, stared at the corpse intently, never moving his eyes away for a moment, as if trying to find evidence that it was not her.
But the body shape of this corpse is exactly the same as hers, and the melted silver bracelet on her wrist is still her most precious thing. She said that it was a gift from her mother before she died.
Xie Xianyu's breathing became increasingly rapid. He abruptly dropped the white cloth, propped himself up on the bed with one hand, and lied to himself, "This isn't her. How could she possibly commit suicide? She wants to live more than anyone else."
But Xu Shujin is dead. How could Xu Shujin die?
He must have known how important Xu Shujin was to her. He was her only relative in the world and her life.
Xie Xianyu stumbled and fell to the ground on one knee, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
