Chapter 182 Death of Chen Jiao
Those cries of "Why" sounded like the cuckoo's blood-soaked cry, echoing in the cold and damp woodshed.
Chen Yan's tears fell like beads with broken strings.
She seemed to want to cry out all the grievances she had accumulated over the past decade at once.
"What did I do wrong..."
"If you do this to me..."
She sobbed, her thin shoulders trembled constantly, and her whole body was shaking.
Shen He held her hand and never let go.
She raised her head and glanced out the window.
The moonlight has already climbed to the zenith.
She spoke lightly, without a trace of emotion in her voice.
"It's almost time."
Guyu, who had been standing in the shadow of the door, heard the words and walked in silently with a tray.
On the tray were two celadon wine glasses.
In the cup, the dark wine glowed strangely under the moonlight.
Shen He turned his gaze to Shen Yan, his voice still gentle.
"Yan'er."
"Send them on their way."
Shen Yan's crying stopped. She looked at the two cups of poisoned wine, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.
But when she met Chen He's calm and determined eyes, that trace of fear instantly turned into resolute hatred!
She nodded.
"good."
Shen Yan walked forward and tore out the rag that was stuffed tightly in Shen Jiao's mouth!
"Pooh!"
Chen Jiao spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and screamed at the top of her lungs!
"Chen Yan! You bitch! How dare you!"
Shen Yan picked up a glass of wine, tears still on her face, but her eyes were as cold as ice.
She didn't say anything, but used her other hand to pinch Shen Jiao's chin tightly!
“Ugh…Ugh…Let go…”
Chen Jiao struggled desperately, shaking her head wildly from side to side, trying to avoid the deadly poisonous wine.
Hatred surged in Shen Yan's eyes. She put all her strength into her hands, and the sound came out from between her teeth!
"You owe me this!"
She tilted her wrist, and all the cold wine poured into Shen Jiao's throat!
“Uh… uh…”
Chen Jiao's eyes were as big as copper bells, her hands and feet were kicking the ground randomly, and a strange hoarse sound came from her throat.
After the poisoned wine went down her throat, she stopped struggling in just a moment, and black blood oozed from the corners of her mouth.
She used up her last bit of strength and stared at the cold figure at the door.
"Chen...He..."
"You...are...so...cruel..."
"Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go..."
Before he could finish his words, his head tilted and he was completely silent.
On the other hand, Shan Zhuyu, who witnessed her daughter's tragic death, was already scared out of her wits!
Her whole body was shaking like a sieve, and she tried her best to shrink back, wanting to get farther and farther away from Shen Yan who was walking towards her with a wine glass in her hand!
The rag in her mouth was soaked with her saliva and tears.
“Woo… wooo…”
She shook her head frantically, her eyes full of pleading and fear.
There was no emotion on Shen Yan's face.
She walked up to Shan Zhuyu and did the same thing.
Pull off the rags!
Hold your jaw!
The wine glass is tilted!
Shan Zhuyu's struggle was even more violent than Chen Jiao's, but Chen Yan, who had long been tempered by hatred, was surprisingly strong at this moment.
He drank the poisoned wine without leaving a drop.
Soon, only two gradually freezing corpses remained in the woodshed.
***
“Squeak—”
The heavy wooden door of the woodshed was slowly pushed open.
A cold wind mixed with frost suddenly rushed in, dispersing some of the blood in the room.
Chen He pulled Chen Yan and walked out of this small place soaked in sin and blood, step by step.
Outside the door, the eastern sky was already turning a little pale.
It is the first ray of light after the deepest darkness fades away.
Chen He stopped, raised his head, and looked at the light.
Her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid to disturb this hard-earned dawn.
"Yan'er, look."
"It's daybreak."
Chen Yan followed her gaze and saw the faint but firm light reflected on her tear-stained face.
She didn't speak.
But the hand that Chen He was holding suddenly tightened, like a drowning person grabbing the only piece of driftwood, using all his strength.
The knuckles were bluish white from the force.
Chen He could feel her trembling, but he could also feel a trace of hot, new power coming from her palm.
She turned her hand back and gently patted the back of Shen Yan's hand.
"It's all over."
"From now on, no one will bully you anymore."
***
As night falls, everything is silent.
Chen He lay quietly on her soft bed.
The air seemed to still be filled with the lingering smell of blood from deep in the woodshed.
However, deep in her heart, there is a precious tranquility and peace.
Her thoughts drifted away, and she recalled everything in her past life.
I recalled the desolate mass grave, where I lay helplessly on the cold ground, allowing the wild dogs' fangs to tear me apart until my face was completely disfigured. At that moment, the cold wind was like a knife, piercing my bones and marrow.
I recalled my loved ones, my parents, brothers and sisters, who fell in a pool of blood one by one, their eyes wide open, full of unwillingness and despair. That scene was deeply imprinted in my heart.
She also recalled Xiao Jingren, who was holding Chen Jiao, standing on a high place, looking down at her with an almost indifferent attitude, his eyes full of contempt and disgust, as if she was the most unbearable existence in the world.
The past scenes and the cries of grief seem to be replayed as if yesterday, clear and heartbreaking.
She slowly closed her eyes, and a tear silently slid down from the corner of her eye and sank into her hair.
Single pearl jade, deep and delicate.
In this life, I have collected the debts from my previous life one by one for my entire family.
***
The next morning, the dawn broke in the sky, hazy and gentle.
"Miss! Miss!" Guyu stepped into the house with light but quick steps.
Chen He had quietly stood up and stood by the window, her eyes gently falling on a pot of elegant orchids. The orchids seemed to be swaying gently in the morning light, facing her silently.
Although he hadn't slept all night, Chen He's spirits did not show any sign of dullness. Instead, he exuded an indescribable sense of elegance and tenacity.
Guyu was panting, his face full of anxiety.
"Miss, someone is coming from the palace!"
"It is said...it is said that the emperor has summoned you to the palace immediately!"
Chen He turned around, his expression not showing any surprise, not even a flicker of his eyes.
"Who's coming?"
"Yes...it's Li, the steward who serves His Majesty..."
Guyu's voice was trembling.
Li Zongguan, the most favored eunuch beside the emperor, came in person to convey the emperor's decree. This was no small matter!
As soon as he finished speaking, a shrill but majestic voice came from outside the yard.
"The Holy Lord's oral order—"
"Announce that Shen He, the daughter of the Shen family, must enter the palace to meet the emperor immediately!"
Guyu's face turned pale in an instant.
Chen He just smiled faintly.
She straightened her sleeves, her voice cold and steady.
"knew."
She raised her foot and walked towards the door, with a bottomless cold pool in her eyes.
You're here so soon.
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