"How dare you!" Wei Hui angrily flung his sleeves. "I handed you such a good marriage proposal, Qin Yucheng, but you couldn't hold onto it."
If you have someone to blame, it's your own fault for being useless and incompetent; you can't blame anyone else.
In your current state, it's impossible for you to stay in the capital any longer. You'll either be accompanied by a solitary lamp and an ancient Buddha, or hang a white silk ribbon from an eastern branch.
I finally managed to think of the Lu family in Jiangzhou as a way out for you, but instead of being grateful, you even pointed your finger at me and cursed me.
I've never seen such an ungrateful daughter!
"Ungrateful? Hahahaha..." Wei Jianjia chuckled softly, tears welling up in her eyes. "Yes, it's me who's ungrateful. From the very beginning until now, it's all my fault for being ungrateful!"
It is I who, despite being a concubine's daughter, am ignorant and presumptuously try to change my fate; it is I who, despite knowing you are heartless and ungrateful, still have expectations; it is I who, despite my infamy, should have died long ago, yet am ignorant and return to the capital.
And the most ungrateful thing I've ever done is to be born into your Wei family, to be your daughter, Wei Hui!
Each word, poignant and desolate, echoed throughout Hengwu Courtyard.
Upon hearing this, all the maids lowered their heads and clung to their quails.
Madam Wei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Wei Hui's face turned ashen with rage, and he raised his foot to strike Wei Jianjia, shouting, "You beast! You don't want to be my daughter, do you? Well, I'll grant your wish now..."
However, the girl was faster than him.
She smiled at him, then suddenly rushed towards the opposite wall.
There was a loud bang.
Everyone turned around at the sound and saw a cloud of blood mist dissipate, instantly staining the pinkish-white walls crimson. The girl's body collapsed limply to the ground, a bowl-sized gash on her forehead from which blood continued to gush.
The bluestone floor was gradually stained red.
The strong smell of blood instantly swept through the entire Hengwu Courtyard.
The maids and servants were stunned by this sudden turn of events, and the more timid ones even covered their eyes.
Madam Wei was also somewhat taken aback.
How could someone who usually cherishes their life so much actually commit suicide by banging their head against a wall? And that loud bang clearly showed they had the will to die.
When Wei Hui saw that Wei Jianjia would rather die than go to Jiangzhou to become a concubine, he was so angry that he almost fell backward. He pointed at the group of servants and shouted, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and fetch the physician! If anything happens to the Second Miss, I'll take your lives!"
"Yes," the servants replied in unison.
Some called for the imperial physician, others grabbed ginseng, and they all rushed out.
Seeing the man's dark face, Madam Wei couldn't help but advise, "Master, please don't upset yourself. The second young lady only did something foolish because she was angry for a moment."
"Ha! I won't get angry over something like that!" Wei Hui sneered, staring at the figure on the ground with eyes like knives. "She hasn't repaid my debt of over ten years of raising her. She thinks she can just die like this? No way!"
Wei Jianjia lay in a pool of blood, barely breathing. As she listened to the faint sounds coming from within, the smile on her lips widened even further.
"Jia'er! Jia'er, what's wrong with you?"
Aunt Li had just run to Hengwu Courtyard when she saw her daughter on the ground. She felt dizzy, and tears streamed down her face like broken beads. "Jia'er... don't scare your mother... you can't leave your mother alone... wake up, wake up..."
The girl's eyelids fluttered slightly, her bloodshot eyes reflecting the woman's anxious face. Gradually, her focus waned, and she could no longer hold on, finally closing her eyes completely.
"No! Jia'er! My Jia'er!" The woman's sobs faltered, and she quickly turned to Wei Hui, "Master, please save Jia'er, please save our Jia'er..."
Two flowers bloom, each representing a different branch.
While the Wei family mansion was in chaos, the Prince Gong mansion, located just two streets away, presented a completely different scene.
The morning sun was half-hidden, and its light shone on Pear Water Residence.
The pear trees in front of the courtyard, which provide ample shade, are bathed in vibrant colors and fragrance.
Under the old pear tree in the very center, there was a simple wooden table, where an elderly man in plain clothes with white hair was having breakfast.
It was called breakfast, but it was actually just half a bowl of congee with sliced meat.
The old man had only eaten half of his meat porridge when he heard a series of light footsteps. Without turning his head, he simply hummed, "I've told you so many times, walk slower."
I'm an old man now, not a seventeen or eighteen-year-old lad anymore.
"Can't you be a little more composed? Don't come crying to me if you break something."
Upon hearing the sound, Wu Yang did not stop walking; instead, he quickened his pace and walked up to the old man in a few steps, grinning, "Your Highness, look who this old servant has brought?"
Yu Xiao looked up at the sound, and the soup spoon in his hand fell back into the porridge with a clatter.
Before the wooden table stood a figure in moon-white robes, as straight as a bamboo shoot, its chiseled face appearing almost unreal in the light and shadow.
Xiao Jinhan smiled and said, "Grandpa, Zichen has come to see you."
The old man turned his face away and casually picked up the soup spoon from the porridge bowl. "You little ungrateful thing, you went back to Qingshui County and then disappeared without a trace. I thought you had long forgotten that you had an old man like me."
"How could that be? Your grandson could never forget his grandfather." Xiao Jinhan smiled and winked.
He took a few steps forward and presented the item in his hand to the old man, saying, "Grandpa, look what good things your grandson has brought you today?"
Yu Xiao turned his head and only glanced at the pot in his hand.
Suddenly, his tiger-like eyes widened, and he stared intently at his right leg. After a long while, he finally found his voice, "Your leg... quick! Take a couple more steps so I can see!"
A hint of helplessness flashed across Xiao Jinhan's deep eyes.
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