She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 370 - 369: Go Inform Wu Zhen, I’m Back

The next morning, before dawn, the City Lord Residence bustled with activity, preparing for what was to come after the Crown Prince and his consort awoke.

Lady Chen, fighting back yawns, stood in the courtyard, constantly wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. She didn’t dare to be negligent, fearing that even the slightest dissatisfaction from the Crown Prince could bring calamity to the City Lord Residence.

But even as the sun rose, warming the entire courtyard, there was still no movement from that particular section of the residence.

Lady Chen was becoming puzzled.

"Son, why don’t you go over and ask?"

The memory of the Crown Prince’s icy gaze from the day before sent shivers down Chen Di’s spine, even under the blazing sun.

He didn’t want to go.

"Mother, it would be more appropriate for you to go," Chen Di made excuses.

Lady Chen snorted, "You are to inherit the position of City Lord in the future. If you don’t take the opportunity to make your mark in front of the Crown Prince now, what do you want a woman like me to do? What’s gotten into you, child?"

"Alright, alright, I’ll go."

If he were lucky, he might even catch a glimpse of the fox-like beauty.

It would make the trip worthwhile.

Chen Di, who had been scolded terribly early in the morning, braced himself and ran toward the residence, sweating profusely, only to be told that the Crown Prince had left early in the morning with the beauty for the Marquis Residence.

"He went to the Marquis Residence?"

Lady Chen didn’t understand; she had been waiting under the intense sun and felt a chill down her spine when she heard Chen Di’s words.

"Could it be that we were not hospitable enough?"

Chen Di shook his head. They had made all the necessary preparations, and everyone in the City Lord Residence had been entirely devoted to their duties. There was nothing lacking.

Lady Chen worried, "Then why would he go to the City Lord Residence?"

Chen Di pursed his lips, "Mother, don’t panic, I’ll go to the City Lord Residence right away and find out what’s going on."

...

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the city.

At a farming house.

Huai Min, the second master, brought in a steaming bowl of millet porridge he had cooked for an hour, "Daughter, I’ve stewed this porridge for a good while. It’s soft and tasty right now, give it a try."

The person called daughter, wearing dusty gray linen clothes, sat on the bed with a pale face, her eyes wrapped in bandages.

But those features, weren’t they that of Huai Xinmei, who had supposedly died in the torrential rain that night!

Hearing the sound, Huai Xinmei turned her head, her voice soft and hoarse, "Father."

She had never known that her father would use a life-for-life poisonous insect on her, almost sacrificing his own life to give her a chance at survival.

He had brought her back here in the midst of the rainstorm, taking care of her day and night. Huai Xinmei might have been unable to see, but hearing her father’s eager and exhausted words, her heart twisted with emotion.

"Ah, ah, ah, as long as I am here, come and drink the porridge." The second master blew on a spoonful of porridge and brought it to Huai Xinmei’s lips.

Huai Xinmei, her throat tightening, obediently ate the porridge, "...Father, my eyes."

She reached out to touch the bandages, but the second master set down the bowl and stopped her, "It’s just the remaining toxin; with proper care, you’ll be able to see again."

Huai Xinmei spoke softly, "...I want to tell you, Father, that I’ve been able to see since this morning."

"Really?" The second master spoke joyfully.

Huai Xinmei nodded, "Please help me remove these bandages."

Her father’s face lit up with happiness, and he hurriedly started to unwind the bandages.

As the layers fell away, Huai Xinmei could faintly sense the darkness outside her eyelids turning to a ruddy color. She slowly opened her eyes...to see an aged face before her.

Seeing her father, his hair white, his body thinner, Huai Xinmei’s eyes filled with tears, "Father! It is my fault for being such an unfilial daughter!"

She threw herself into her father’s arms, and they both sobbed bitterly.

Holding Huai Xinmei, the second master patted her shoulder, filled with emotion, "It’s good that you’re alive. That’s all that matters."

As he spoke, a trickle of fresh blood spilled from the corner of his lip. The Second Master had just wanted to wipe it away, but what followed was a heart-piercing pain: "Ugh!"

"Father!" Huai Xinmei hurriedly embraced the Second Master.

"It’s nothing, it’s nothing." The Second Master forced a smile, "With life for life, the poisonous insect has allowed me to hold on until now, which is already due to the virtues of my previous life. Xinmei, seeing that you are safe and sound, your father has no regrets in this life."

"No, don’t leave me father..." Huai Xinmei cried in agony.

She frantically shook her head, holding the Second Master tight in her embrace.

"You’ve been stubborn and strong-willed since you were little. I was always worried that one day you would bring about a great disaster, so I took precautions and placed the poisonous insect on you. You... cough cough, you don’t blame your father, do you..." On the brink of death, the Second Master still worried that his daughter would not forgive him.

That day, when she ran out of his sight, he couldn’t stop her.

Thankfully, the heavens were looking out for them, and he had managed to save her.

The Second Master lifted his hand to wipe away the tears at the corner of Huai Xinmei’s eyes: "Be obedient, don’t seek revenge. Your father hopes that you can live a good life, and a hundred years from now, come down to be with your father, and your mother, and your brother, alright?"

Huai Xinmei nodded, then shook her head, as tears continuously streamed down her cheeks like broken strings.

"Father, please stop talking, your daughter doesn’t want you to die, doesn’t want you to leave me... I beg you, father..."

The Second Master, however, stretched out his hand towards the heavens, his eyes delirious and turning dull: "...Your father, it seems... sees your mother and brother now..."

The hand that had reached toward the sky suddenly fell!

Huai Xinmei, holding her father, suddenly howled towards the heavens: "No——"

Why did all this happen?!

Huai Xinmei didn’t understand.

In the past, she had her father, her brother, her family; she was the daughter of the Marquis Residence, the object of adoration for every man in the Northern Border.

But now, she was motherless, fatherless, all alone, with nothing to her name, becoming nothing more than a beautiful drifter.

Huai Xinmei’s eyes were bloodshot, as she dug a large hole in the hot earth with her hands, disregarding the fresh blood on her fingertips.

From day to night, she finally buried the Second Master.

Looking at the small mound in front of her, with a headstone written in blood.

Huai Xinmei knelt down in disarray, covered in dust and filth.

In the darkness of the night, it took a long time before she crawled up from the ground, returned to the room, picked up the bowl of millet porridge that had long turned cold, and devoured it all.

"Father... I may not be able to do as you wished, to be someone who gives up on hatred and lives in peace with the world. I have to go back and take back what’s mine!"

She hurled the bowl fiercely to the ground, staring at the shattered fragments, her eyes devoid of any warmth, filled only with hatred.

It was all because of Yan Wanqing!

It was all because of her that she ended up in such a state today!

This deep-seated hatred can only be washed away with the blood of Yan Wanqing!

Under the cover of night, Huai Xinmei silently walked away from the peasant’s home.

At this time, the Marquis Residence was still indulging in the grand feast hosted in the honor of the Crown Prince’s visit, with bright lights everywhere. Chen Di, who had originally come to ascertain the situation, was forced to stay and join the banquet, filled with toasting and dancers mingling, evoking a sense of intoxicating opulence. freёwebnoѵel.com

At that moment, Huai Xinmei knocked on the Marquis Residence’s back door.

"Miss, Miss!" The doorman’s eyes widened in shock, as though he had seen a ghost.

Wasn’t the Miss supposed to be dead?

Huai Xinmei stepped forward and slapped him across the face: "Go inform Wu Zhen, I have returned."

The doorman, brought back to his senses by the slap, scrambled towards the banquet above.

Huai Xinmei was left behind, listening to the ongoing sounds of joy and laughter leaking from inside, her eyes pitch black.

So the people of the Marquis Residence were happy like this with her gone?

It didn’t matter. She would soon wipe the smiles off their faces.