Chapter 75 The boy's appearance was so pale and fragile...
The boy looked so pale and fragile, as if a mere gust of wind could shatter him. Wei Yin cupped his face in her hands; he seemed utterly exhausted, his chin resting limply on her palm. Wei Yin examined him closely. "What's wrong? Where does it hurt? Tell your sister..."
"My head hurts," Lu Hun said. "It hurts so much."
Wei Yin let him lie on her lap and rubbed his forehead. She asked curiously, "Why do you have a headache all of a sudden? Aren't you immune to the five senses?"
Lu Hun frowned and said, "Sister, don't worry about it, just rub it for me."
Wei Yin felt increasingly that the young man had been acting strangely these past two days, especially since he always seemed preoccupied and melancholic. However, he wouldn't say anything, and she didn't understand.
The child slept next door. He was afraid of people and didn't let anyone approach him. Po Jun delivered his food to him. Po Jun had been feeding the child for several days and liked him very much. He was happy to deliver the food. The child gradually became less fearful and would occasionally play with Po Jun in the room, but he still didn't dare to go out or talk to or get close to anyone except Lu Hun.
On the same night.
Madam He awoke from her dream with a start. She looked around blankly, and the candlelight in the room gradually came into her view. Madam He pondered the dream she had just had, and took out a small pocket book from under her pillow. It was the book that Lu Hun had left behind when he came to the He Mansion with her years ago.
This thing should have been lost a long time ago.
Lady Kehe recalled that morning, the child's pale face, and yet, as if possessed, she kept him by her side.
So what exactly?
It was her youngest son who died young.
Over the years, she rarely dreamed of him, but recently, for some reason, ever since she learned that her cousin Wei Yin was also named Lu Hun, she has started to have the same dream from back then.
Just as she was still in a daze, a servant came to announce that He Wenqing had arrived. Madam He quickly stuffed the small book back under her pillow. Just as she did, He Wenqing strode into the room. Madam He barely managed to say, "Wenqing, it's so late, why are you coming over?"
“I heard that Mother has been sleeping poorly lately, often waking up in the middle of the night, and she looks much more haggard, so I came to check on her,” He Wenqing explained, glancing at Madam He’s face. “Mother does look haggard. Should we call a doctor to take a look at her?”
Madam He shook her head, "No need. I'm just a little uncomfortable with the cold weather these past two days. There's no need to call a doctor."
He Wenqing then said that if things didn't get better, they should definitely call a doctor, and Madam He could only agree half-heartedly.
Remembering something, Madam He asked, "By the way, last time I heard Xuanhua say that you led men to kill your cousin Wei Yin, did anything happen...?"
"No." He Wenqing's anger could no longer be concealed as he brought this up. "I originally intended to obliterate him, but who knew that Elder Pei would rescue him and bring him back..."
"annihilated?" Madam He sat up abruptly in surprise. "What did you say?"
He Wenqing didn't want to hide anything from Madam He. "Mother, let me tell you the truth. That guy named Lu Hun is not Wei Yin's cousin at all. I had someone investigate him these past two days and found out that he is the same Lu Hun who hanged himself in the Bodhisattva Temple in the capital five years ago!"
Madam He slumped back down. "What...did you say? He's Lu Hun, who hanged himself in the Bodhisattva Temple five years ago?"
"Why is Mother so frightened?" He Wenqing asked, taking her arm in confusion. "Does Mother know this person?"
"No! No! How could Mother know him? Mother doesn't know this person at all. Mother is just wondering..." Madam He hurriedly tried to cover up her mistake, "He, he's dead, isn't he..."
“Mother, please don’t be frightened by what I’m about to tell you,” He Wenqing said cautiously. “Lu Hun was indeed dead back then, and now, he’s a ghost…”
Mrs. He almost fainted.
The soul became a ghost after death?
The name she casually gave him back then, didn't it just foreshadow the child's tragic fate...?
"Mother!" He Wenqing exclaimed, grabbing her arm. "Mother, don't be afraid, Mother, don't be afraid."
Madam He shook her head at He Wenqing, and asked in disbelief, "Wenqing, are you serious? Is there really such a mysterious thing? Or are you mistaken?"
“Your son is not mistaken. Your son has seen the portrait, appearance and age of that scholar from back then, and also asked people who had dealings with him during his lifetime. It matches perfectly. There is absolutely no other person with such a gloomy temperament.”
Madam He had nothing to say.
She looked up tremblingly, "Then...then what did Wei Yin say about him being her cousin? Does Wei Yin know that this Lu Hun is here for the He family?"
"Mother was wrong."
He Wenqing shook his head. "I don't think he's after our He family, he's after Wei Yin."
Madam He was astonished, as if she couldn't believe it.
He Wenqing sighed, "Mother, he came for Wei Yin. I only found out these past two days that he used to study at the Wei family school. Moreover, I heard that he seemed to have had wicked thoughts about Wei Yin for a long time. I didn't expect that he would still be so heartless even after he died!"
"Wenqing, don't talk about that child like that. Maybe it's that woman Wei Yin. I've known for a long time that she's not a law-abiding citizen..." Madam He murmured softly.
He Wenqing frowned. "Mother, Wei Yin and I are already divorced. Given Wei Yin's situation, I'm afraid she's already with that ghost!"
Madam He was startled again.
He Wenqing hasn't told anyone in the He family about the divorce yet, but ultimately it won't be a secret for long.
As the mother and son were talking, a young man arrived outside the He residence. He was strong and tall, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. It was undoubtedly Ji Jiayu. He rode a horse and galloped through the night, almost panting as he rushed to the He family. He looked at the white linen clothes in his bundle, then frowned and closed his eyes, handing a visiting card to the gatekeeper of the He family.
The gatekeeper saw the name of the government office on the postcard and immediately sent it in.
When Old Master He saw the visiting card, he subconsciously frowned, but he didn't think much of it and simply had someone invite the person in.
Ji Jiayu, carrying a bundle, followed the maid to Old Master He's room. Old Master He looked dignified and wore a dark gray robe. He smiled at Ji Jiayu and said, "Young Master Ji, when I first met you, you were just a little kid. I'm old and not in good health, so I won't go to the front hall to meet you. Please come to my room to see me."
At the same time, Ji Jiayu was also giving Old Master He a deep look.
"My lord, there's no need for you to trouble yourself. I'm just a junior, so whatever you say will do. Otherwise, when we return to the capital, my father will say I'm impolite again."
"Your father is still so strict with you." Old Master He shook his head. "But that's good. Nowadays, all the children of your generation are difficult to discipline. If they are not strict from a young age, they will not amount to anything in the future. I have always treated Wenqing the same way, so that I won't ruin him."
Ji Jiayu smiled and remained silent, occasionally glancing casually at Old Master He. Old Master He seemed to notice that he was being watched, so he asked seriously, "Young Master Ji, what brings you to our residence today?"
Ji Jiayu broke her silence and began to explain, "It's like this, sir. The reason you came to Huangzhou this time is because of a case in the capital. A brother and sister who died many years ago have been discovered. The murderer is truly vicious. Not only did he molest and abuse the two children before they died, but he also murdered and buried their bodies..."
While speaking, Ji Jiayu deliberately slowed down her speech and subtly observed Old Master He's expression, but the old man remained unmoved and listened attentively.
Ji Jiayu hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Because of some clues, I came to Huangzhou. After arriving in Huangzhou, I discovered a piece of clothing related to this case, which may be connected to Huangzhou. The He family is a prominent family in Huangzhou, so I thought, sir, could you tell me some clues?"
As he spoke, he finally opened the bundle on his body and took out the white linen garment.
So, the moment the clothes were taken out, Ji Jiayu finally caught the fleeting glimpse of something unusual in Old Master He's eyes. Ji Jiayu asked the old man if he had ever seen such clothes before, and where in the desolate state they could be found. Old Master He did not answer immediately, but said that his old eyes were failing and he could not see clearly. He asked Ji Jiayu to bring them closer for him to see. Ji Jiayu did so, and Old Master He took them and examined them carefully several times before shaking his head and saying that he did not know them.
Ji Jiayu sighed and said, "In that case, many traces of this long-standing unsolved case have been lost, and even the body has been reduced to bones. I don't know how to investigate it anymore."
After Ji Jiayu left, Old Master He's eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably. He immediately called over the old butler, Uncle He, "Did you hear that?"
Herbert nodded immediately.
He added, "Master, I heard that the young master and the young mistress have divorced."
"What?" Old Master He exclaimed in surprise, "Summon Wenqing to see me!"
He Wenqing arrived immediately. Uncle He had already left, leaving only the grandfather and grandson. Old Master He seemed very angry, but he suppressed his anger and asked, "Wenqing, what happened between you and Wei Yin? When did it happen? Who told you to get a divorce?"
Seeing that Old Master He was so angry, He Wenqing told him about Wei's father's arrival and his pressure on him to divorce. Old Master He suddenly realized, "So that's why Wei's father sent you the invitation that day?"
He Wenqing nodded.
"I don't agree to this," Old Master He said coldly. "If I don't agree, then you don't count!"
He Wenqing looked at his grandfather in surprise. He had not expected that his grandfather would value this matter so much and value Wei Yin so much, and would oppose it so vehemently.
After leaving the He family, Ji Jiayu returned to the Wen family's old house. He moved quietly, not wanting to disturb anyone or wake Old Master Pei. He first went to check on the child. Po Jun knew that the child was afraid of strangers, and suddenly appeared out of nowhere to block Ji Jiayu's way. Seeing that the child looked like he was about to wake up, Ji Jiayu did not dare to go in. He just stood by the door and looked around.
He looked down at the white linen clothes in the bundle. The child's clothes had been changed, and it was clear that the white linen clothes Lu Hun had given him were taken off the child.
This child...
The younger brother, whose remains were those of the siblings, not only had six toes like the other brother, but also bore the marks of being molested, and wore this white linen garment.
A thought that even Ji Jiayu himself couldn't believe came to mind.
As he was thinking, he suddenly felt a cold wind blowing behind his neck. He turned around quickly and found that Lu Hun had not fallen asleep yet. He had silently appeared behind him at some point and stood motionless like a ghost.
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