The next day.
Jing Rong and the rest rushed back to the capital.
Because in the letter sent yesterday, not only did it inform about the change of officials in the imperial court, but also … Qin Shiyu's death!
It was said that he had suddenly encountered bandits on his way back to his hometown.
He was killed!
No one knew the truth.
There was also the matter of Yu Dali's imprisonment.
All kinds of signs were like rolling clouds.
It enveloped the entire capital.
At this time, they had to return.
At the same time, in Jinjiang.
The Ji Mansion.
Ever since Ji Li's rebellion and Ji Shuhan's suicide, the Ji Mansion, which used to be prosperous and prosperous, had been branded with the crime of treason by the Ji Family. They were defeated overnight, and everyone avoided the Ji Mansion, fearing that they would be tainted with the slightest bit of bad luck.
At this moment, the gates of the mansion were tightly shut. The rusty iron ring was covered in a layer of dust. Even the plaque on top of the gate was covered in cobwebs. It looked miserable and miserable.
Occasionally, passersby would talk about it.
But most of them were sighs.
After all, the Ji Family was a prestigious family that had enjoyed great glory for generations. They had produced countless virtuous officials and generals who had made great contributions to the Great Lin. However, in this generation, they had produced a traitor, Ji Li. The prestigious family of this generation had fallen, and their glory no longer existed.
In the backyard of the mansion.
A woman dressed in plain clothes was circling around a big tree in the courtyard. Her eyes were wandering, and her expression was dull. She was mumbling something, and from time to time, she would pick up stones from the ground and throw them at the big tree.
She did it over and over again, tirelessly.
A servant girl stood beside her, looking at her worriedly.
After a long time, the servant girl came forward to dissuade her. "First Miss, let's not walk. Let's rest for a while."
Ji Muqing ignored her and continued walking.
"First Miss?" The servant girl could only follow behind her.
After a few rounds …
Ji Muqing suddenly stopped.
She turned and pulled the servant girl's hand. She pointed at the tree and asked, "Did you hear that? Did you? "
"What did you hear?"
"There's a sound in the tree."
"Ah? I … I didn't hear anything. "
"Yes, yes, there's someone in the tree. I heard it."
"First Miss, don't scare this servant." The servant girl shrunk her neck, feeling a chill on her back.
Ji Muqing grabbed her arm tightly. Her eyes were filled with panic. "You really didn't hear it?"
"No …"
She pushed the maidservant away again.
Then, he continued to walk around the tree.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid …"
The little girl was really scared out of her wits. Her face was pale. Ever since the First Miss had gone crazy, she had been rambling all day. If she wasn't seeing ghosts, she would say that she saw Prince Yi's shadow swaying beside her bed, or that she saw Prince Yi's side consort, Chen Xiang, looking at her from outside the window. Her eyes were bloodshot and her body was charred black from the fire.
She would stand up and sing, or run around, saying that someone was trying to harm her. As time passed, the maids around her avoided her, and they were on the verge of going insane.
In the distance.
Ji Wanxin stood in the hallway. She had been there for a while.
Seeing her elder sister like this, she felt a little sad.
He clenched his fists in his sleeves.
The maidservant beside her said, "Eldest Miss has been like this for the past few days. She keeps walking around the tree and even throws stones at it. She says that someone is calling her name from inside, but she doesn't say who it is. The people around her are scared to death. If Eldest Miss continues to act like this, I don't know what to do in the future."
Ji Wanxin glanced at her.
Her gaze was exceptionally stern.
The maidservant immediately shut up.
She stepped aside.
"She is the First Miss of this estate, and was once Prince Yi's Consort. She will always be your mistress. Even if she goes crazy for the rest of her life, you are not allowed to gossip about her."
"This servant knows her mistake."
"Good that you're in a hurry."
With that, she waved her sleeves and left.
The maidservant hurriedly followed behind.
Ji Wanxin went straight to the residence's Buddha hall.
Even before she entered, she could already smell the stench of alcohol.
It was pungent and unpleasant, but she was already used to it.
She instructed the maidservant to wait outside, and entered alone.
She had just taken a step when a wine bottle rolled to her feet, some wine still flowing out. She looked over and saw Ji Huan leaning against the Buddha statue inside, drunk as a mug. His clothes were disheveled, and his face was covered with stubble, looking like a drunkard. Empty wine bottles littered all around him, and it was a complete mess. He leaned weakly against the statue, his face flushed red, his eyes narrowed, and he reached out with his hand.
He grabbed a wine bottle and poured it into his mouth, but only a few drops were left.
He was instantly enraged.
He flung the wine bottle away.
It smashed against the door frame, shattering with a loud bang.
Shards flew everywhere, and one of them scratched Ji Wanxin's face, leaving behind a thin line of blood.
Ji Wanxin frowned in pain, and the red birthmark on her forehead became even more prominent.
She immediately covered her wound with a handkerchief, not minding it. She walked over to Ji Huan and squatted by his side.
She called out softly, "Second brother."
Ji Huan was unmoved.
Her eyes reddened. "Ever since we returned from the Capital, you've been like this. My Ji family is in such a state now. Second brother, you should pull yourself together. The Ji family's future depends on you."
Her voice was soft and painful.
Ji Huan twisted his body, saying, "Wine, my wine. Bring me wine."
He shouted loudly.
As he spoke, he reached for the wine bottles beside him. Just as he grabbed one, Ji Wanxin snatched it away and threw it harshly to the ground.
"Bang!"
It was smashed to smithereens.
This sound seemed to jolt Ji Huan awake.
He opened his eyes, and vaguely saw Ji Wanxin in front of him.
He opened his mouth, but no words came out. Ji Wanxin sobbed softly, grabbing his arm and shaking it vigorously. "Second brother, how much longer are you going to be like this? Father is dead, Big Brother is also dead. Our entire Ji family has become sinners, but if you continue like this, there really isn't any hope left for the Ji family. Wake up, don't be like this.
Otherwise, Father won't be able to rest in peace in the underworld. "
Ji Wanxin lost count of how many times she repeated this.
Every time, Ji Huan didn't listen, continuing to drink, continuing to live like a walking corpse.
This time was no exception.
Ji Huan only wanted wine. He only wanted to get drunk!
He crawled on the ground, searching for wine among the pile of empty wine bottles.
Ji Wanxin's eyes were brimming with tears. She was extremely disappointed.
She wiped her tears away, looking at the cracked statue of the Buddha in front of her. She couldn't hold back her tears.
She was still a woman. No matter how powerful she was, she couldn't support this family!
At this time …
A maidservant rushed in to report, "Second Miss, someone … someone's here."
She immediately wiped away her tears and composed herself.
She asked expressionlessly, "What do you mean someone's here?"
"The Capital, someone from the Capital has come."
The Capital?
She suddenly froze, clenching her fists.
Finally, they've finally arrived.
She immediately ordered, "Take good care of Second Young Master."
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