Chapter 447 Song Jinxiu thought he had gone crazy...
Song Jinxiu lay on his back in the coffin, staring blankly at the dark top of the coffin.
The conversation in front of the grave that night overturned all his previous cognition. Tang Ning's questioning, the viciousness of Old Lady Song, the greed of Song Hong and Queen Lu, and the past that he had never known all struck him like a bolt from the blue.
After vaguely hearing Xiao Yan and the others leave, the coffin under him was lifted up and swayed, not knowing where it was going.
He banged his head against the coffin frantically, whimpering in his throat as if trying to make a sound, but no one paid any attention to him until the coffin fell to the ground again.
Song Jinxiu was tied up with ropes and trapped in a coffin. The space around him was cramped and dark, and that small world seemed to have become everything to him.
He couldn't see the sunrise or sunset outside, and didn't know what day it was. The darkness devoured his sanity bit by bit, until he was in a daze, and heard the screams of Old Madam Song and others outside, each one more shrill than the last. They begged for death, but in return, their screams became even sharper.
A palm-sized opening was opened on the side of the coffin, and Song Jinxiu could see several people tied to the rack by turning his head. He saw with his own eyes the sharp blade cutting through their white thighs, blood spurting out, thin slices of flesh falling to the ground, and the people who were noble and reserved in the past screaming desperately.
Song Jinxiu's face turned pale as he saw people picking up the flesh and blood that fell on the ground. They walked towards the coffin in black soap boots. The next moment, a thick smell of blood mixed with warm and sticky flesh and blood was thrown in.
"vomit--"
Song Jinxiu had something stuffed in his mouth, but he still started vomiting. He shook his head desperately to get the stuff off his face, but the blood still remained on his face, flowing down his nose and into his mouth.
He swallowed repeatedly in his throat and almost suffocated, but the person outside just closed the open place with a "bang".
Darkness returned to the scene, and the screams of Old Madam Song and Queen Lu outside stopped. It was so quiet around me that I could only hear my own heartbeat and breathing, as well as the strong and lingering smell of blood and sour stench.
He lay there cold all over, despairing that he had stepped into hell.
But he never thought that the real hell was far more cruel than this.
Song Jinxiu was trapped in a coffin. No one gave him food or water. He could only watch the Song family being skinned alive bit by bit day after day.
The small area on the side would be opened every day, and fresh flesh and blood would be thrown in.
Song Jinxiu initially avoided them, vomited in fear, and wanted to throw them away. Later, when he had not eaten for a few days, he began to look at those things unconsciously.
He swallowed the blood flowing into his mouth subconsciously. He tried desperately to resist the extreme hunger of his body and the "sweetness" emitted by the flesh and blood.
Later, the thing blocking his mouth was pulled out. Song Jinxiu had not eaten or drunk anything for several days, and his throat was so dry that he couldn't even shout.
He listened numbly to the dying screams outside, his face pale with bloodlessness. He stared blankly at the things that were thrown in like the previous few days. All his will and resistance collapsed in the instant of satisfaction when the flesh and blood touched his mouth and slid in.
Song Jinxiu opened his mouth and swallowed frantically with tears streaming down his face.
Reason and desire tore each other apart, he vomited and swallowed again, he felt that he had gone crazy, he was a madman...
"Bang--"
The lid of the coffin was opened, and the sudden influx of light made Song Jinxiu subconsciously close his eyes. There was still a piece of flesh and blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his tears and snot were mixed together.
When he got through the initial unbearable glare, he vaguely saw Xiao Yan standing condescendingly beside the coffin.
Song Jinxiu collapsed in an instant. He turned his head and vomited, and even though his body was tied up with ropes, he still curled up into a ball.
He vomited violently and when he looked up his face was full of tears.
"You killed me..."
"You killed me!"
Xiao Yan just looked at him, seeing him crying bitterly, terrified and embarrassed, his expression was gloomy when he lowered his eyes.
"When Tang Ning was trapped in that tiny place, she cried and begged for death just like you did. She saw her mother die before her eyes, and she wanted to be free but couldn't. She could only fall into despair again and again."
Song Jinxiu glared at him and yelled, "I didn't know about Second Aunt's affairs, and I didn't know that Grandmother treated Tang Ning harshly. I didn't know anything at the time..."
Xiao Yan said coldly: "You don't know, or even if you know, you don't want to care?"
"Song Jinxiu, you were able to enter the court at such a young age, and you were able to fight for your life even in desperate situations. You are so smart, but you really didn't notice the changes in Tang Ning back then. I don't know whether it was your grandmother and the others who did it, or if you already noticed it but subconsciously avoided the truth."
His voice was not loud, but it sounded like bells and drums exploding in Song Jinxiu's ears.
"You selfishly know the truth is embarrassing and could ruin the Song family if revealed, yet you coldly think that sacrificing a dispensable cousin is enough to preserve the Song family's former prosperity."
"You sensed something was wrong, yet you kept deceiving yourself. You knew the truth was right before your eyes, yet you chose to feign ignorance, using your youth as an excuse to gloss over the situation and preserve the peace you so longed for..."
"I'm not! I'm not!!"
Song Jinxiu's ears were buzzing, as if all his disguises were torn off. He screamed and bled, but when he met Xiao Yan's eyes, he subconsciously avoided her.
When his second uncle and second aunt's coffins were sent back, they should have been placed in the front hall for people to pay their respects, but the mansion placed the coffins in the ancestral hall and had people guard it strictly, not allowing anyone to approach. He had doubts about this.
Later, Second Aunt and her family were hastily buried, and a large number of servants were beaten and killed in the mansion. Tang Ning was taken to a separate courtyard in an unconscious state, and then he "fell ill and never recovered", and did not even show up at the burial of Second Aunt and her family.
It was not until more than a month later when he went to visit her that the once lively little girl's eyes became numb and her limbs stiff, as if her soul had been removed from her body, and even her voice sounded pale and dead.
He remembered that Tang Ning had once grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly and refused to let go, and had called him "Brother" in a pleading tone.
He clearly saw the bruises on her arms when her sleeves slipped off, the tears in her eyes that she dared not shed, and the fear in the servants' eyes as they trembled at the mere proximity of them.
But he never asked a single question.
All the sophistry words were stuck in his throat. For the first time, Song Jinxiu faced his own selfishness and indifference so clearly. Not a trace of blood remained on his already pale face.
Xiao Yan's expression was indifferent and cold.
"In the past, you always stood on your high horse, thinking that Tang Ning's grievances were not worth mentioning. You always thought she was cruel, and repeatedly said that she shouldn't have wiped out the Song family."
"She just wanted to distance herself from you, but you kept pestering her, acting like a brother and saying you knew you were wrong, yet you kept holding on to her."
"It's as if you made a mistake and she should let go of all her resentment and compromise with you. Now, let me tell you for once what it means to live a life worse than death."
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