flstandardbreds Chapter 170 Miss Lin died in the fire, and her body was not found
Chapter 170 Miss Lin died in the fire, and her body was not found
His heart felt like it was being fried in a frying pan, and his body felt like it was being cut into pieces. The pain was so severe that he broke out in cold sweats. His throat felt like it was entangled by a poisonous snake and he couldn't breathe.
Recalling the scene before he fell into coma, he stood up, completely ignoring his injuries, lifted the quilt, and staggered out.
I didn't even have time to put on my shoes.
Feng Xin had just brought the medicine bowl over when he saw Xiao Yan. He hurried over to help him and said worriedly:
"Master, you are not well yet, you should rest."
Xiao Yan's bandaged hands gripped him tightly, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to break his arm.
The wound split open, and blood quickly dyed the white gauze red, but he ignored it. His dark eyes were filled with anxiety and panic.
"Where's Lin Zhaoyue?"
Feng Xin couldn't bear it, but still said:
"Miss Lin died in the fire, and her body was not found."
The fire was so big at that time that he only had time to rescue his master but failed to save Miss Lin's body. By the time the fire was out, her body had been burned to ashes.
Xiao Yun's face turned pale in an instant, losing all the blood color. He felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire, dark and suffocating. The more he struggled, the deeper he fell into darkness, with no hope of redemption forever.
His eyes were red, his dark and deep pupils had lost their luster, and there was a suffocating sense of emptiness. His eyes were filled with mist, like stagnant water in a muddy pond.
No, no...
Xiao Yun let go of Feng Xin and walked towards the East Courtyard with unsteady steps.
The elegantly designed East Courtyard is now reduced to ruins, and all the grass and trees have withered where the fire raged.
There was smoke and dust all around, and some pillars were still emitting thick smoke, which showed that the fire had been put out not long ago.
Looking at the messy East Courtyard, Xiao Yun's mind went blank. Confusion, uneasiness, fear, and a strong sense of loss surrounded him. He could only stand there helplessly, like a child lost in the woods, waiting for someone to find him.
The servants and guards in the Bamboo Garden were cleaning the East Courtyard. When they saw Xiao Yan, they were all stunned.
The master who had always been elegant and graceful was now disheveled, even his feet were bare, and what was even more shocking was the white hair on his head...
Someone reacted first and saluted him respectfully.
"master."
"master……"
The sounds around him brought back a bit of Xiao Yun's sanity, and a slight fluctuation appeared in his blank eyes.
He instinctively walked towards the place where Lin Zhaoyue was hit.
The fire had just gone out, and the pillars and the ground were still hot from the fire. Xiao Yan stepped on the ground barefoot, and his entire soles turned red instantly. Sharp wood chips pierced into his palms, making them bleed, but he didn't care.
As if he had lost all sense of pain, he just walked over mechanically.
A sweet and fishy taste rose up in his throat, and he tasted the familiar smell of blood again.
He came to a huge pillar and stopped.
This was the place where Lin Zhaoyue was hit, but at this moment, except for the gold chain still lying quietly on the ground, there was nothing left. Even the bloodstains on the chain were burned clean...
I felt a dull pain in my heart, and all my strength was drained away. My usually upright back suddenly hunched over.
He bent down to pick up the chain on the ground, his hands shaking violently.
It's a thin line, but at this moment it feels as heavy as a thousand pounds.
She could have survived, but it was him who killed her...
The man was dressed in white, hunched over, standing in the ruins, looking sad and desperate.
His eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul, like a walking corpse.
Suddenly, he was frantically moving the pillars and digging the dirt and ashes with his bare hands.
Ruyu's fingers were rubbed by the debris and were bloody, but he still did not stop and dug desperately, as if he was looking for something.
When the servants saw Xiao Yun like this, they had only one thought in their minds, that is, their master was crazy!
They had never seen their master like this before.
No one dared to make a sound, let alone stop it.
Feng Xin felt even worse when he saw Xiao Yan's appearance.
He knew that his master was looking for Miss Lin, but Miss Lin was already dead and could not be found no matter how hard he looked.
Feng Xin also felt bad about Lin Zhaoyue's death.
Such a lively person is gone just like that.
There are still too many doubts about Lin Zhaoyue's death. Who is the person behind the fire? Why did Miss Liu appear here? All the things are squeezed together. Feng Xin has never had such a headache before.
He sighed softly, waved away everyone, and walked in front of Xiao Yan.
"Master, Miss Lin is indeed dead."
Feng Xin spoke, his voice choked with sobs.
Xiao Yan paused for a moment, and his hands moved faster and faster...
A drop of cold rain fell on Feng Xin's forehead. Feng Xin looked up and saw dark clouds rolling in the sky, like a heavy curtain that was about to swallow everything.
A fine drizzle of rain had begun to fall without anyone noticing. Feng Xin lowered his head, looked at his master and said:
"Master, it's raining. You are injured and you won't be able to stand the rain any more."
Xiao Wei seemed to hear nothing, as if he was immersed in a certain world, isolated from the world.
The gauze on his hand had long disappeared, revealing his burned palm. The cracked wound revealed the white bones, which was very horrifying.
Seeing that he could not persuade her, Feng Xin gritted his teeth and said:
"Master, Miss Lin is really dead!"
"You killed her. If you hadn't threatened her with Qingzhu to go back to Beijing, if you hadn't locked her up here, if you hadn't stabbed Miss Lin without knowing the truth, if you hadn't chained her up, Miss Lin might have been able to escape the fire instead of being burned to death and leaving no trace..."
Feng Xin's words were like an axe, striking his heart so hard that even his soul was split in two. He felt a sharp pain and his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a word.
Pain twisted his face, and like a beast trapped in despair, he dug harder and harder.
His hands were rubbed until they were bleeding and his nails were broken, but he still didn't stop.
Feng Xin really thought that his master was crazy and felt very uncomfortable.
Since you care so much about Miss Lin, why didn't you treat her well when she was still alive?
"Master, you owe Miss Lin so much. At the very least, you should find the person who harmed her and cut him into pieces."
Xiao Yun's eyes paused slightly and his hands slowed down.
Feng Xin thought that Xiao Yan had reacted to his words, so he continued:
"The fire in the East Courtyard was definitely not accidental. Someone must have done it deliberately. According to Miss Lin's character, if she were still alive, she would definitely not let go of the person who harmed her. In my opinion, the most important thing now is to find the arsonist..."
Feng Xin's words suddenly stopped.
Xiao Yan's scarred hands carefully picked up a small finger bone.
The finger bones are slender and you can tell at first glance that they are female's finger bones.
Xiao Yan held the finger bone and suddenly laughed.
As if he had completed some kind of mission, he released all his strength and fell heavily to the ground. The rain washed over him and bright red blood kept flowing out of his mouth. He held the finger bone tightly against his chest, as if he was protecting some rare treasure.
The rain was getting heavier. Just as Feng Xin was hesitating whether to continue speaking or knock his master unconscious and carry him back, he heard Xiao Yun say:
"Where's Liu Yiyi?"