Chapter 186 Departure
Xie Xuchuan's laughter was very grating, and Xie Qi's eyes gradually turned cold.
Xie Xuchuan slumped to the ground, clutching the purse in his hand and caressing it as if it were a priceless treasure.
He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said in a light tone, "Xie Qi, I've said it before, Yuan Zhu could never like you."
After saying that, he seemed to have a great weight lifted from his shoulders and grinned.
"Xie Qi, Xie Qi, you believed what she said? Why don't you think about Yuan Zhu's background?"
"She comes from a family of weavers and dyers. Not to mention tailoring and embroidery, she can also weave cloth."
Xie Qi said coldly, "She said her mother never taught her that."
Upon hearing this, Xie Xuchuan burst into another fit of wild laughter.
"Although Aunt Shen passed away early, she never missed teaching Yuanzhu anything she could. It's just that Yuanzhu herself doesn't like doing needlework. When she was little, I even helped her weave cloth on a waist loom."
After cleaning up the mess, Xie Xuchuan felt a surge of joy, and his words became increasingly cruel.
"She just doesn't like it and doesn't want to do it for you."
"She married you out of sheer desperation. She had no one to rely on, so even if she pretended to be intimate with you, she could never truly care about you."
"Xie Qi, look..."
Xie Xuchuan pointed to the room full of his "past" with Shen Yuanzhu and said, word by word, "How could Yuanzhu possibly like you?"
Xie Qi lowered his eyes, but his hands behind his back tightened their grip little by little.
"Xie Qi, please let Yuanzhu go. Your background and your destitute situation will only bring misfortune to Yuanzhu."
“But I am different. Only I can take responsibility for her future.”
Xie Xuchuan slowly closed the wooden box and locked it.
He stood up and said to Xie Qi, "Xie Qi, do you believe in fate?"
“I didn’t believe it before, but now I do.”
“You stole Yuanzhu from me because you took my birth date and time. But now that your identity is clear, you should return what you owe me.”
No wonder his mother kept telling him when he was young that Xie Qi would take away his luck, and even his lifespan.
It turns out it was all true.
Thinking of the familiar incense he smelled on Xie Qi, Xie Xuchuan was consumed by jealousy, and a sinister glint slowly appeared in his eyes.
He couldn't help but say, word by word, "Xie Qi, your birth mother hates you, and your birth father wishes you had died in the courtyard at birth. Perhaps this is your fate."
"No one likes him, no one loves him, and he is incompatible with his family."
"It's because of you that my parents are at odds and our family is in turmoil."
"If you have even a shred of genuine affection for Yuanzhu, you should let her go..."
Upon hearing this, Xie Qi scoffed and turned to leave.
He didn't want to listen to Xie Xuchuan's nonsense anymore.
Since Shen Yuanzhu had gone through the wedding ceremony with him and become his wife, she would be his wife for life.
He's his man in life, and he'll die with Xie Qi in death.
Xie Qi gritted his teeth, his cheeks already bleeding from the bite.
Xie Xuchuan had no intention of letting him off the hook, and chased after him, saying, "Xie Qi, you are not good enough for her. Even if you two are husband and wife now, it is possible that Yuanzhu despises everything about you in her heart."
"She just... pities you."
Upon hearing this, Xie Qi paused, and after a long while, he strode away.
Is it pitiful?
Since you pity him, then let him be pitied for the rest of his life, as long as Shen Yuanzhu is by his side...
Xie Qi walked out of Tiqi Courtyard, his body radiating hostility.
After Xie Xuchuan finished speaking, he collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with a mixture of joy and sorrow.
The entire Xie family was busy with Xie San Niang's funeral, and no one knew about the conflict between Xie Qi and Xie Xu Chuan.
Shen Yuanzhu waited at Qianxiang Courtyard for a long time, but no one came back.
As darkness fell, and there was still no news of Xie Qi, Shen Yuanzhu asked Ling'er to inquire at the gatehouse. She learned that he hadn't gone out today.
"Miss, did Xie Xuchuan do something to the young master?"
Shen Yuanzhu shook her head.
"There shouldn't be any danger. Go find Wei Hu; he might know where he is."
When Ling'er went to find Wei Hu, she had only said a few words when Wei Hu said, "Good sister, I'm going to find the master. Please tell... Madam not to worry."
Upon hearing that Xie Xuchuan had contacted his master, Wei Hu immediately knew something was wrong.
I'm afraid his master will become stubborn again, and might even have a relapse.
After offering Ling'er a few words of comfort, Wei Hu hurriedly ran off to Jiu Cai Ju.
For some reason, Wei Hu had always felt that Jiu Cai Ju was eerie ever since he came to the Xie family.
His master used to say he didn't like it, but whenever he encountered troubles, he would still run here. Perhaps it was because this was the place where the other man grew up, making him feel more at ease.
This time, Wei Hu searched inside and outside the house for a long time, but couldn't find anyone.
The darker it got, the more anxious he became.
"That dead thing, I don't know what it said to me, that made me like this..."
With a snap, the wind blew in through the window, knocking the empty candlestick off the table. Wei Hu picked it up, cursing, and just as he looked up, he suddenly noticed someone standing in the bathroom.
He let out a sound.
Upon approaching, I discovered that it was Xie Qi's clothes that had been casually hung on the rack.
Wei Hu looked to the side and saw his master soaking in the bathtub wearing only his undershirt.
Xie Qi kept his eyes closed and didn't move at all, not even when Wei Hu entered the room.
"Master..."
He cautiously peered into the bucket and saw that the water was mixed with blood, the source of which he couldn't discern.
Wei Hu's heart sank, and he reached out to check Xie Qi's breath.
"do what."
Xie Qi opened his eyes, his gaze empty and somewhat bewildered.
"Sir, Madam has been looking for you all day, but you haven't made a sound. She's worried."
Upon hearing this, Xie Qi stood up, his body soaking wet, and walked outside.
After walking a few steps, I realized that I was actually inside the Nine-Colored Residence.
He was momentarily surprised, as if he had forgotten how he got there.
"Sir, your leg..."
His soaked inner shirt clung to his body, and blood-stained water ran down Xie Qi's body, staining the ground.
Xie Qi looked down and glanced at himself, only to find his mind a complete blank.
He heard a ringing in his ears, but Xie Qi ignored it and instead asked Wei Hu, "Do you have any strong liquor?"
"Yes, but sir, what do you need strong liquor for?"
As Wei Hu spoke, he went to fetch two jugs of liquor for Xie Qi. These were readily available in the small kitchen and not difficult to find.
When he returned with his things, he saw Xie Qi standing in front of the Nine Colors Residence, dressed in white and soaking wet. In the night, he looked like a demon that had just crawled out of the water.
"Master..."
Xie Qi said, "Go back to Qianxiang Courtyard first and tell Madam I will be back soon."
After saying that, he picked up the wine jar, took a tinderbox, and went out.
The lanterns in Tiqi Courtyard had already been lowered. Xie Xuchuan and the other members of the Xie family were keeping vigil for Xie San Niang in the mourning hall. Xie Qi walked to the door of the side room he had visited during the day and stared at the small brass lock on it in silence for a long time.
After a long while, he raised his foot and easily kicked open the wooden door.
Xie Qi poured the liquor onto the wooden shelf and the two mahogany chests, stood at the door, threw in a tinderbox, and left without looking back...
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