sjar Chapter 66 Don't even think about running away, die, die together.
Chapter 66 Don't even think about running away, die, die together.
Snakes are afraid of fire. Taking advantage of the moment when they scattered and fled in the firelight, Song Ruyan acted decisively, grabbed Chu Nanxin, and threw her out of the window.
Chu Nanxin flew through the air in an arc, and with a "Ugh...", crashed heavily onto the grass outside the window.
Song Ruyan dared not delay for a moment, and turned around to pull Chu Ruohan away, wanting to escape with her.
Bao Ling suddenly rushed up from nowhere, her eyes filled with madness and determination, and grabbed Chu Ruohan's arm without regard for anything else.
"Don't even think about running, we'll die...we'll die together..."
The firelight illuminated Chu Ruohan's face, making it appear bright red. She struggled desperately, but couldn't break free.
Seeing this, Song Ruyan was extremely anxious. She knew that if things continued like this, all three of them would perish in the fire.
You bastard, if you want to die, don't drag them down with you!
Song Ruyan drew the short blade from her waist, a ruthless glint in her eyes, and with a swift and clean motion, severed Baoling's hands.
Bao Ling let out a shrill scream as blood gushed out like a fountain, splattering onto the ground and Chu Ruohan's body.
Bao Ling tried to pounce on her again, but Chu Ruohan's eyes turned cold. She snatched the dagger and killed her with a single blow.
Watching Baoling breathe her last and be consumed by the flames, Chu Ruohan followed Song Ruyan and struggled to climb out of the window.
After landing, the two rolled over and landed right on top of Chu Nanxin, who had just fallen to the ground and was still not recovered.
Chu Nanxin let out another painful groan, becoming a human cushion for the two of them.
But at this moment, no one cared whether she lived or died.
Song Ruyan and Chu Ruohan struggled to their feet.
Looking at the vast expanse of fire, Chu Ruohan couldn't help but feel deep regret. If only she hadn't entrusted the task to the wet nurse.
Does that mean she won't die?
Chu Ruohan turned her head, slowly leaned closer to Chu Nanxin, and said in a voice as cold as ice: "If you dare to cause trouble again, Baoling's today will be your tomorrow. I mean what I say!"
Chu Nan nodded in terror; she was terrified.
"Leave her with Gu Chengyan." With that, Chu Ruohan left.
If it weren't for the fact that Chu Nanxin was still somewhat useful, she would have hidden in the sea of fire with him tonight...
In the quiet of the night, Gu Chengyan was fast asleep. Suddenly, the door was pushed open abruptly.
Chu Nanxin was ruthlessly thrown onto his bed.
The sudden noise startled Gu Chengyan, who sat bolt upright in his sleep, his eyes filled with terror and anger. He shouted, "Who's there?"
He frantically reached out and groped around the bedside, finally managing to light the candlestick.
The flickering candlelight illuminated Chu Nanxin's disheveled figure.
Song Ruyan untied her and threw her back like trash.
"Cheng, Chengyan, Aunt Bao is dead..."
"what?"
Chu Nanxin suppressed her fear and grievances, and sobbed as she recounted the whole story to Gu Chengyan.
Gu Chengyan frowned, listening to her story, his impatience growing more and more obvious. Finally, he couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "What a waste!"
Gu Chengyan never expected that the vile woman would have a maid who knew kung fu by her side.
Just as he was about to turn around, Gu Chengyan suddenly smelled a strange odor. He subconsciously covered his nose, and his gaze immediately fell on Chu Nanxin's soaked dress. The disgust that was already in his eyes intensified at this moment.
His face showed undisguised disgust. Without saying a word, he strode to the bedside, grabbed Chu Nanxin's arm, and threw her out the door.
"How dare you appear before me in such a disheveled state! What bad luck!"
Chu Nanxin fell heavily to the ground, tears streaming down her face. She looked at the man, her heart filled with despair.
Why did he show her absolutely no pity?
Gu Chengyan felt no pity for Chu Nanxin's plight; to him, she was nothing more than an insignificant nuisance.
Still no use...
The fire raged for a whole night, and the once luxurious Zizhu Pavilion is now reduced to ruins.
From the still-smoking ruins, a charred corpse was carried out.
“Master…” The servants of Zizhuxuan knelt on the ground, some even secretly wiping away tears.
How can you not develop feelings after spending so much time together?
Marquis Anyang remained unmoved, coldly observing the tragic scene before him, his face devoid of any sorrow.
He was only lusting after her young and vibrant body.
Ever since Aunt Bao was bitten by a snake, her once beautiful face has become hideous and terrifying, with pus constantly oozing from her face.
Every time he saw her like that, Marquis Anyang felt a strong sense of disgust and from then on avoided her at all costs.
Now that she has perished in the flames, she is finally free.
After scanning the ruins, he felt a pang of heartache for the burned items.
Those exquisite porcelains, gorgeous silks, and precious ornaments were all bought with piles of silver, but now they have all vanished.
What a waste of these treasures! How much money would it have cost to acquire them!
He frowned, then suddenly turned around and yelled at the group of weeping servants, "What use are you bunch of good-for-nothings to me? You can't even keep an eye on a fire!"
"My lord, please calm your anger. With Consort Bao gone, the funeral arrangements..." the steward said cautiously, afraid of offending him.
"Funeral? Just bury them anywhere, why go to all that trouble and waste money!" Marquis Anyang said with a look of disgust.
He had long forgotten the tenderness and consideration she once showed him.
The man's cold and selfish nature was exposed at this moment, sending chills down one's spine.
"This fire started suspiciously. What was the cause? Have you found out?" Marquis Anyang asked impatiently, his hands behind his back.
The servants were all silent, as if trembling with fear, and no one dared to respond.
Just then, footsteps approached from afar, and Yingqing hurriedly stepped into the courtyard.
"What are you doing here?" Marquis Anyang was in a bad mood at the moment. When he looked up and saw Ying Qing, he found his appearance particularly irritating. His tone was full of impatience and annoyance.
Yingqing, seemingly oblivious to the Marquis's displeasure, stepped forward and respectfully cupped her hands, saying, "Reporting to the Marquis, the young master has investigated carefully. The fire at Zizhu Pavilion was caused by a candlestick accidentally tipping over. Moreover, according to the maidservant, she seemed to hear the sound of the candlestick falling before the fire started."
Upon hearing this, the Marquis of Anyang frowned even more deeply.
It seems the fire at Zizhu Pavilion was related to him!
Previously, the mansion was sealed off with great fanfare because of the death of a nanny.
Now he's secretly killing his concubine; he's really getting more and more capable.
Marquis Anyang knew perfectly well that Gu Junze's actions were definitely related to the death of that old nanny, which was orchestrated by Concubine Bao...