Chapter 327 Salvaging the Corpse
It was dusk, with only a few stars in the sky.
Lan Garden.
There was a peace charm hanging in front of the couch,
and calming incense was lit in the room. But Yu Tingwan did not sleep well, with sweat dripping down her forehead, as if she had fallen into that nightmare again.
She saw the grave again.
The surroundings were still covered by fog, and she could only see a few plates of fresh fruits and a half-burned incense in front of the grave, which showed that someone had come to worship not long ago.
She had this dream over and over again for no less than ten times.
She thought it was another unchanging dream, but she never expected that a bright light suddenly appeared in front of her, illuminating all the way from a distance, opening up a new path for her to an unknown destination.
Yu Tingwan hesitated for a moment in her dream and walked forward along this path. She
didn't know how long she had walked.
The light became brighter and brighter.
She tried to touch it, and a suction force from nowhere enveloped and drowned her without warning, and the next moment the scene around her suddenly changed.
Yu Tingwan had no time to look, she couldn't stand steadily, she tried to grab something, but she couldn't grab anything, her body moved forward uncontrollably.
Finally, she stopped in a courtyard with elegant scenery everywhere.
There was a voice in front.
Yu Tingwan looked up and saw Jiashan walking into the courtyard. Meng Pozi, who was behind her, bent slightly and reported.
"Madam was not here at noon. The master came back. He hurriedly changed his official uniform and looked very bad. He didn't leave any words and prepared his horse to go out."
The winter plums planted in the corner of the courtyard were all blooming, hanging on the branches, adding bright colors to the silver.
Jiashan walked on the snow, the soles of her shoes made a squeaking sound, she didn't walk fast.
"Maybe he is busy with official business."
"It's always busy near the end of the year. In addition, the palace has not been peaceful in the past few days. Not to mention that the East Palace has been ownerless since the death of the crown prince, it is common for the master to stay at home."
Meng Pozi hesitated.
She seemed to want to say something, but hesitated.
Jiashan sensed something was wrong and stamped his feet.
"What?"
"What are you hiding from me?"
"Of course I dare not."
Mrs. Meng: "It's just...it's just that our young master came half an hour ago. He asked if anything happened at home. It sounded strange to me. Everything was fine in our house. What could have happened? After asking, I found out that the master had asked the emperor for leave."
She was an old woman who served Jiashan. She came from the He family. The young master she was talking about was He Xuran.
Jiashan's smile faded a little, and there was a little more scrutiny on her face.
"I am guilty. I was careful."
Mrs. Meng looked around and saw that there was no one around.
"After asking around, it turned out to be the direction of Ze County again."
Jiashan's smile faded. She was inexplicably nervous, but also looking forward to it. The hand holding the handkerchief tightened, as if it could be torn off at any time.
In the future, Gu Fuju would always inform her when he left Shangjing.
On that fixed day, even if they didn't tell her the location, she wouldn't ask. The two of them understood each other tacitly.
Mrs. Meng: "In the past, we always set off in the early spring, and often couldn't make it back for the girl's birthday. I don't know what happened this time. It's winter, the snow is still thick outside, and the year is almost over, but the master went out without saying a word." He
was obviously not feeling well in his legs and feet, and he was a civil servant, sitting at work all day, so his health was not as good as those of the military generals.
But he didn't take a carriage, but had to drive a horse. How far is the journey? Is it that urgent ?
Gu Fuju has always acted calmly.
Could it be that her Qingying was found?
Jiashan just had a guess, and the thoughts couldn't help but pop up like crazy.
Yes, it must be like this, there is no mistake.
Mrs. Meng was deep in thought and didn't notice it.
"Madam, the master has not taken in a concubine in these years.
He is very considerate to you, but..." "The master has to go out for a while every year. There are always some rumors outside that the master has a lover outside. I don't think it's credible, but you have to be careful."
It's no wonder that Mrs. Meng is worried.
It's really because the mistress didn't give birth to a son for the master.
That would be a good thing.
If it were another mansion, they would have fallen out long ago.
She was about to say something, but her arm was tightly grasped by Jiashan.
Meng Pozi looked at Jiashan's eyes flashing with moisture, bursting out a bright color that was hard to ignore.
"Quick, have someone prepare the carriage!"
The carriage could not catch up with the horse.
It was less than half a month later when Jiashan arrived.
Since she stepped into the territory of Ze County, Gu Fuju's men got the news.
Uncle Yan, a close confidant who followed Gu Fuju, was shocked and hurriedly notified his men to contact Gu Fuju, and then went there himself.
"Madam, why are you here?"
Jiashan couldn't hide the smile on her lips.
"How can I not come?"
Even though she hated this place, she had to come here in person to take Qingying back.
The child would be twenty after the New Year.
I wonder if she is married?
How has she been living these years? Will she blame her? Is she willing to see her?
Jiashan was restless all the way here.
When she arrived here, her heart fell instead.
She suddenly began to regret that she came too hastily and didn't bring anything.
Jiashan was about to say something, but met Uncle Yan's panicked, worried and sad eyes.
Suddenly, she felt a chill on her back.
The heavy snow fell, as sharp as a knife. The biting cold seemed to blow the snowflakes across.
This happened in the previous life.
Yu Tingwan couldn't help but follow all the way.
The scene changed.
It was the familiar cemetery again. But the difference was that the fog gradually dissipated, and the surrounding scene was in Yu Tingwan's eyes.
She saw the carriage of the Taifu Mansion coming towards this side and stopped.
Without waiting for the maid to lift the curtain, Jiashan came out with a gloomy face.
The corners of her eyes were red, but her hands under her sleeves were shaking.
"Madam."
Uncle Yan didn't know what to say.
After all, he came to Ze County with Master Gu not long ago, and watched him dig the soil and build a grave before he knew the shocking secret of the Gu family. He
just bit the bullet and said.
"It was too late when the master came."
"I didn't even see him for the last time, and even the body hasn't been salvaged from the river yet."
He was particularly sad when he said this.
The rapids these days, I'm afraid no one knows where it has been washed to, maybe it has been eaten by the fish in the river below.
Although the tomb is built, it is empty.
A young Taoist priest named Baopu passed by the river and said something casually.
——"There is a custom in Shu. If the body of a person who died in the water is hard to find, it is probably haunted by a water ghost. You have to light incense at the riverside for the first three days, shout the name of the deceased, and go back to let him go home. You will find it within a few days."
Home?
But even if the girl died, she would not know that she was the daughter of the Gu family. Even if there was enough time to lead the way, I'm afraid she would not recognize that it was the way home?
As for the Yu family, it was burned down a long time ago.
Where does she have a home?
Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?
Did she die in the water, or was she killed and her body thrown into the river?
Thinking of this, the girl shuddered.
Uncle Yan saw that Jiashan's face was getting uglier and paler, and he fell silent.
Jiashan couldn't believe that Qingying was dead.
Even though there was a newly built grave in front.
She staggered and strode towards that direction. Her face became colder and colder.
The maids looked at each other.
Mrs. Meng didn't know why Uncle Yan dared to say such words in front of the mistress, as if the master valued the dead person so much!
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