Chapter 68
Zhuang Yan perked up at the mention of this and leaned closer, unconsciously lowering her voice to ask, "Is it that Young Master Song?"
"That's right." Hanxiang was just worried that no one would listen to her modified version, and suddenly she found a kindred spirit and immediately started talking non-stop.
"When the young master returned that day, he was covered in blood and carrying a gleaming sword. I've been in the Wen family for so long and have occasionally seen him practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard, but I've never seen him so murderous."
Zhuang Yan's eyes lit up, and she asked eagerly, "And then?"
"Then the young master followed behind the young man, carrying the bloodied girl in his arms..."
In the pitch-black night, under the cold moonlight, every household was at rest with their doors closed, except for the Wen family mansion, which was brightly lit inside and out.
Apart from the old lady, everyone in the mansion, big and small, knew about this. The master and mistress of the Wen family sat in the main hall, and even Wen Xi, who usually didn't like to show his face, came out.
Wen Quan, the third son of the Wen family, had just returned from business out of town. He sat at the foot of the Wenxi River, his face calm and composed.
The crowd fell into an eerie silence, which only made Zhou Yun look like an ant on a hot pan, anxiously pacing around in circles.
"master!"
Zhou Yun knelt down abruptly, pleading, "There are no good people on that mountain! Shu'er has gone into that den of wolves and tigers, where is she going to survive! Master, please send people to surround the mountain and rescue Shu'er!"
The warm yellow candlelight shone on Wen Tao's ashen face. He was silent for a moment before shaking his head and saying, "Surrounding the mountain directly would cause too much noise. If things go wrong, the whole of Anyang might know. Even if we rescue Wen Shu, she will die from the gossip!"
Zhou Yun stared wide-eyed, slumped to the ground, and pleaded desperately.
Having thoroughly enjoyed the spectacle, the First Madam suddenly spoke up with a mocking tone, "Not to mention that Wen Shu is a daughter of the Wen family, whose reputation is related to the entire Wen household, even if an ordinary woman with a disabled body returned home, it would damage the reputation of the other women in the family."
"Besides, she was born into the Wen family! How can we allow her to tarnish the Wen family's reputation? Even if you don't want to save face, what about the Qi family? Do you think the young master of the Qi family would be willing to marry a woman who has been defiled, or would the Qi family take in a daughter-in-law who has been humiliated by bandits?!"
Wenxi continued the First Madam's words with a mournful expression: "Sister Wenshu is also unlucky. Otherwise, how could she have been kidnapped so suddenly?"
"Perhaps she went with those people willingly..." Wen Quan squinted, letting the servant beside him massage his shoulders and back, thoroughly enjoying himself. "This is Anyang after all, how could those people be so bold?"
Their words were like poison, as if the person who had died wasn't their relative.
Wen Tao remained unmoved, and Zhou Yun was filled with despair.
In the brightly lit hall, Wenji took in the expressions on everyone's faces, and once again felt a chilling coldness in the Wen family mansion.
Unlike the overt and covert exclusion she had experienced in the Wen family, this was not the First Madam's reprimand or her father's disregard, nor was it the constant harassment and suppression from Wenxi and Wenquan, the siblings.
They gave up a life—his sister's life!
Wenji clenched his fist, turned around and walked out without saying a word.
Aside from the people in Longhu Village, no one knew how Wenji and Pei Lingjun managed to rescue the person.
They returned under cover of night, carrying Wen Shu, covered in blood, in their arms.
Fortunately, most of the blood belonged to outsiders. Apart from being overly frightened and fainting due to lack of oxygen, Wen Shu did not have any major wounds, and even her clothes were the same ones she had worn before.
The two men watched as the doctor finished treating Wen Shu's wounds before leaving.
Hanxiang stayed by Wenshu's side without leaving for a moment, and through the window she saw the young master and cousin, who never got along, talking.
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