0p0 Chapter 228 Everyone is for themselves
Chapter 228 Everyone is for themselves
Cui Yan immediately continued, “Forget it, forget it, let’s all go! The young master is gone, what’s the point of us gathering here? Just go back to where you are from!”
As she spoke, she hurried back to the house to pack up her things. Her movements were flustered and anxious, as if she was afraid that if she stayed for a second longer, something bad would happen. The light in the house was dim, making the atmosphere even more depressing.
After hearing this, some of the others remained silent and fell into deep thought; others agreed and began to pack their things.
Yu Zhu stood there, her eyes full of confusion and loss. She murmured to herself, "Are we going to leave like this? The young master was very kind to us when he was alive..." But as she watched others packing up and preparing to leave, she began to waver. The birds in the yard seemed to have sensed the sad atmosphere and stopped singing.
While Lu Wan was packing up, she said, "Yu Zhu, don't be silly. The people are gone. What are we doing here?"
Ling Qiao also advised: "That's right, let's leave quickly and find a new way out."
Yu Zhu sighed helplessly and slowly began to pack his things. He had to find a strong backer!
In the mourning hall of Qingxin Cottage, Sikong Yan smiled wickedly, with a barely perceptible bitterness in his smile: "From today on, we have to protect Xiao Lan'er!" His eyes were deep and complex, as if hiding endless worries.
Xiao Sizhe pouted when he heard this, and her pink lips were so curled up that a bottle of oil could be hung on them. His eyes were full of grievance and unwillingness, and his heart was like a big stone blocking it: "Humph, why should I protect her? She is a sinner!"
When Concubine Wan saw this, she couldn't help but laugh. She shook her head gently and thought to herself: He shouldn't be jealous of a sinner. Xiao Sizha, it would be better if he was a girl. Such little thoughts are really cute.
Sikong Yan didn't care about Xiao Sizhe's emotions and continued to talk about his plan: "Mother, I wonder if we can add two more secret guards!" His brows were slightly frowned, his expression was serious and focused, and he was worried about every aspect of the plan.
Concubine Wan nodded with a smile that revealed tenderness and determination: "No problem!" Her eyes fell on Sikong Yan, full of trust and support.
Xiao Lanzha was imprisoned in Youlan Garden, where the maids once lived. Now it was deserted and filled with a sense of loneliness. Her hands and feet were shackled and she could not move. The heavy shackles seemed to crush her soul.
Huolongguo was feeding her spicy beef soup. The rich aroma seemed particularly abrupt in this cold room.
"You are such a fool. You don't even ask and then you don't do anything. You are so stupid!" Huo Longguo's tone was a little bit angry, but her eyes were full of heartache. She put the soup to Xiao Lan's mouth one spoonful at a time, and her movements were as gentle as if she was protecting a fragile treasure.
Xiao Lan sighed, her eyes full of regret and helplessness: "But, at that time I thought he saved me! I believed it!" Her voice trembled, as if she was telling the injustice of fate. If she had asked Brother Yan at that time, she would not have ended up like this. Her heart was full of self-blame and pain, and the pain was like a sharp knife, piercing her heart again and again.
"You also believe what others say! Well, tomorrow we will have a trial, you should testify against the good concubine, maybe there is a glimmer of hope!" Huo Longguo fed her and counseled her. Her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were filled with anxiety and expectation.
"I don't ask for anything. I just want you to capture the good concubine and avenge my brother Yan. Please bury me with him!" Xiao Lan's eyes became firm and resolute, as if she had made the worst plan. A tear slid down her face, and she looked particularly desolate in the dim light.
Huo Longguo seemed helpless. She frowned, spread her hands and said, "Oh, what's the point of you telling me these words? You should ask for mercy from the Crown Prince's mother, Concubine Wan, at the court trial tomorrow. It's useless for me to say anything!" There was a hint of irritation in her eyes, her tone seemed hurried, and even beads of sweat seeped out of her forehead.
"No, don't! Please talk to Xiao Sizhe for me, he can make a decision! Please, Sister Guoguo!" Xiao Lan's voice was filled with tears, his eyes were full of pleading, tears rolled in his eyes, his hands tightly grasped the corner of Huo Longguo's clothes, as if that was his last straw. His lips trembled, and his body trembled slightly because of fear.
Huo Longguo had slept with him for several days, so it would be a lie to say that she had no feelings for him. She looked at Xiao Lan's pitiful appearance, and her heart softened. She sighed and said, "Okay then! I'll help you pass on the message. It's up to Xiao Sizhe whether he agrees or not!"
Huo Longguo nodded slightly, with a hint of hesitation and worry in her eyes. Her fingers twisted the corners of her clothes unconsciously. Tomorrow she would go to the Jinluan Hall for trial. I don't know if she will come back alive. Poor man, he was also deceived.
At dusk, the north wind blew like a ferocious beast roaring. The wind whistled through the streets and alleys, shaking the trees and making the fallen leaves fly all over the sky. The branches groaned in pain in the strong wind, and from time to time, dead branches were broken, making crisp cracking sounds.
Xiao Lan sat alone on the soft mattress, his expression dull, his eyes wandering, his thoughts tangled. His hair was scattered on his face, his eyes full of despair and helplessness. He thought that if he wanted his brother Yan to rest in peace, he had to reveal the mastermind behind it - the good concubine.
But once he confessed, what would happen to him? His heart was filled with contradictions and fears, his hands clenched into fists, his nails digging deep into his palms.
The window curtains were snapping in the wind, as if being whipped by invisible hands. As the sky gradually darkened, the light in the room became dimmer and dimmer, and the shadows gradually spread, shrouding everything in a hazy haze. The dim light made the objects in the room appear blurry, adding a bit of eerie atmosphere.
Suddenly, a dark shadow flew in from the window that was blown open. Xiao Lan was tied up with her hands and feet, unable to move. She could only shout in fear: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
His voice was trembling, his face was full of fear, his body shrank back involuntarily, his eyes were wide open, and his heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to jump out of his throat.
The man opened his veil, revealing a familiar face. "Sister!" Xiao Lan's eyes widened, her face full of surprise. His mouth opened slightly, and his breathing became rapid.
Haogu signaled him to keep quiet. She put her finger to her lips, made a "Shh" sound, and whispered, "Don't make a sound, I'm here to save you!" Her eyes were anxious and nervous. She kept looking around, with her ears perked up to listen carefully to the movements around her.