Chapter 315: Chapter 220
Pei Yuqing’s expression briefly froze.
Indeed.
Perhaps a guest, out of curiosity, pushed open the door, witnessed such a tragic scene, and felt compassion, thus covering the mother and daughter with a quilt to shield their bodies.
It wouldn’t be Wanwan.
At that time, Wanwan had already jumped into the lake.
In the boundless abyss, suddenly a ray of hope was born, only to be as fleeting as a bloom, followed by even deeper darkness.
It was as if being in a boundless hell.
Such a great disparity is enough to drive anyone insane with despair.
A low whimper seemed almost nonexistent.
Pei Yuqing crouched on the ground, not rising for a long time, his previously tall and elegant figure now faintly trembling in the dim light.
The two servants kneeling on the floor saw water marks that had dripped onto the wooden floor in front of them, spreading out.
No one dared to speak.
For a long time, until the sunset outside completely fell, the wing room sank into immeasurable darkness.
A guard lit a candle, and Pei Yuqing finally stood up, somewhat staggering as he walked to the window, leaning half his body outside.
Pei Shu’s expression changed drastically, thinking his master was going to follow his lady into the lake, he rushed over to pull him back, only to see the man leaning outside suddenly seemed to see something, frozen as if struck still.
Pei Shu wanted to look outside but saw Pei Yuqing, who had already straightened up, raise his hand to stop him from approaching.
"Master..." Pei Shu waited a moment, still mustering the courage to say: "In this freezing cold, you must take care of yourself."
But the youth standing by the window seemed lost in thought and did not acknowledge his words.
The chains under the window, the room just a wall away, the quilt on the mother and daughter...
Such coincidences are enough to make the deserted depths of a well spring forth again.
Pei Yuqing slowly turned around; in the face of great sorrow and joy, his expression was truly unpleasant, even with visible tears on his face.
He said nothing, circling the room a few times, then returned to the room where Xie Wanqing had stayed that day, carefully scrutinizing the layout of the two rooms.
Finally, he walked up to the two servants and asked, "When you came in, where were the mother and daughter, what was their appearance, recount everything, do not miss a single detail."
Once he spoke, the two servants naturally shared everything they knew, even racking their brains to remember many details.
How the floor was covered in blood, the young girl died so gruesomely, even her legs could not close.
Until they mentioned the woman facing away from the bed, Pei Yuqing’s eyes, which had been quietly dulled, suddenly flashed with light.
This room had no other places to hide; according to his speculation, after Wanwan jumped into the lake, really sneaked into this room, the only hiding place was under the bed.
So... was it just another coincidence?
He did not believe!
His eyes were already bloodshot; he lowered his gaze to the two kneeling servants, his voice hoarse, "Do you know the origin of the mother and daughter?"
No matter what, they died on the ship, the owner must have quietly inquired to some extent.
Sure enough, the servant said: "The manager inquired; this mother and daughter are from the Southern land, a family of three came to the Northern Land over ten years ago, opened a tavern, three years ago the male owner said he was returning home to visit family, but never returned, the world is not at peace, everyone says he died on the road, the tavern closed two years ago."
As for why the mother and daughter would travel afar, presumably they too wish to return to the Southern land to seek out relatives.
A widow’s door invites trouble, not to mention a still charming woman with modest means leading a daughter at the age to marry.
