Chapter 26: Are you saving your conscience as an inheritance?

The courtyard of the Dong Residence covers a large area, with two imposing stone lions standing outside the gate. Quite grand.

Under the moonlight, Shen Hua climbed up the steps and without hesitation poured a bucket of chicken blood onto the gate of the Dong Residence.

The young lady was small, but she was quite adept at doing misdeeds.

Thick blood dripped down steadily.

Meanwhile, in an inn in Fengzhou.

"She's there too?"

Cui Yun lifted his eyes slightly in surprise.

"Yes, Miss Shen was pouring blood at the Dong Family's gate, seemingly suggesting that the rumors are false, she is quite concerned about her concubine sister in the residence."

Ji Qing quickly replied.

Cui Yunrong's expression was cold and clear, but there was still a trace of disbelief in his eyes: "You just came back?"

"I dropped the coffin and naturally came back to report."

He was always highly efficient in his actions.

Cui Yun: ...

For some reason, he recalled the first time he met Shen Hua, struggling to turn over while wrapped in mink fur. Her cheeks were flushed, even her delicate nose was red.

Clearly a pampered girl who was seriously ill and hard to cure.

You could at least say something.

If Shen Hua got scared to death, wouldn't this trip be in vain?

Cui Yun sighed, then leisurely stood up.

He flicked his robe, ignored the wizard who had fainted out of fright, and walked out.

Meanwhile, Shen Hua was busy. Her small hands were trembling with cold, clutched a brush, and began tracing heavily on the door unfamiliar with the strokes.

However, the intense smell of blood made her feel a bit nauseous.

Suddenly thinking of something, she stopped her actions.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Yicui asked softly when she saw this.

Shen Hua sincerely whispered, "I'm really happy for the Dong Residence."

Yicui: ?

Shen Hua sighed, "They made me get up in the middle of the night with my illness to deal with them."

Since I'm here, I can't just brush this trip off lightly.

Before putting down the brush, Shen Hua added a small line in the corner of the door with interest.

Yicui leaned in, squinting to discern.

It said this:

—— Is the conscience saved for an inheritance?

Yicui: !!!

Her young lady, was being mischievous again.

After doing all this, Shen Hua moved her sore wrist before turning to leave.

After all, it was something that could not be seen in the light, so she had to move quickly before anyone could notice.

However?

A moment ago, there was nothing on the steps, but now a coffin had been placed there, glowing with a sacred light in the moonlight.

Directly between the two stone lions. Perfectly centered.

The alley was pitch black, with not a soul in sight.

???

Shen Hua had seen rain and snow, but she had never seen a coffin fall.

Shen Hua: ??? Was she blind?

"Yicui." Her voice trembled, and her body followed suit, nearly losing her breath.

She shakily asked, "Is my illness getting worse?"

!!!

Yicui was dumbfounded: "Miss, that's not an illusion, I saw it too."

!!!

Shen Hua took a deep breath and braced herself to walk down. She thought it was an empty coffin.

"It seems the Dong Family has offended quite a few people. Even though no one in the Dong Family has died, they eagerly sent such a thing."

"Who knows which heartless person did it?"

"It's simply..."

Shen Hua stopped, humming a cheerful tune in a modulated key, "Well done!"

Saying this, she stepped closer in her embroidered shoes. Yet her smile grew fainter.

The air smelled of earth mixed with the mustiness of years without sunlight.

It came from that pitch-black coffin.

She must be blind.

"Boohoo."

The cold wind howled, bringing with it cries like that of an infant. Fluttering yellow talismans lashed against Shen Hua's face.

Shen Hua: ...

"Yicui."

This time, her calves were shaking violently.

Though usually brash, she was at heart a timid girl. Living another life was peculiar, but after all, she was alive, and now it was all bewildering yet terrifying.

Shen Hua didn't dare to ponder too deeply.

"Let this servant escort you back." Yicui's face was as pale as snow.

Shen Hua's heart clenched fiercely. Her almond eyes welled with tears. She wanted to forcibly calm down, but it was just too cold tonight.

It must be because it's so cold.

Just then, footsteps approached from afar, and as the figure got closer, their shape became more blurry yet upright, silhouetted by the night.

As if afraid of startling her, the person spoke right as Shen Hua sensed someone coming.

"Miss Shen."

The voice was clear, cool, yet familiar.

Shen Hua was taken aback.

Cui Yun stepped in front of her. Under the moonlight, the man's eyebrows were long and into his temples, his demeanor was gentle and lean.

Standing gracefully in the space between heaven and earth, clearly, he did nothing, yet inexplicably put people at ease.

The fear disappeared the moment Cui Yun appeared, leaving only a lingering sense of dread.

Cui Yun did not glance at the coffin, only looked at Shen Hua indifferently.

"Dawn is approaching. Miss Shen might as well come with me for now."

Shen Hua felt caught red-handed.

Though she wasn't sure of Cui Yun's identity, she knew he wasn't an ordinary person.

This place was indeed unsuitable for a long stay.

Did Cui Yun see what she did?

Would he take her to the government or choose not to report, intending to conceal it?

Shen Hua's mind was a mess, and after some internal struggle, she reluctantly followed.

She wanted to feel out Cui Yun's intentions.

Shen Hua walked slowly, and Cui Yun did not show any intention of slowing to wait for her.

He strolled at ease, traditionally like an elder with hands behind.

Yet his movements exuded a noble son's grace and composure.

Yicui hadn't seen Cui Yun, so she looked worried, but before she could ask, Shen Hua hastened to catch up in small strides.

"Is my benefactor also taking a walk?"

Cui Yun remained silent.

Shen Hua: "What a coincidence, so am I."

Resigned to her fate, Shen Hua murmured, "It seems the front of the Dong Family's gate is just right for nighttime digestion walks."

Cui Yun, being straightforward, didn't give her a moment to catch her breath.

"Your excuse is rather weak."

Shen Hua: ...

Her shoulders slumped, her whole demeanor deflated, speaking in a muffled voice, "That coffin, did my benefactor see it?"

A sound came from Cui Yun's throat.

"Hmm."

Shen Hua pursed her lips: "The blood was poured by me, but I didn't dig up the coffin. Whoever did such an immoral act must be filthy and despicable. You can't pin this on me."

She would admit to what she did but certainly couldn't admit to something she didn't.

Yet with no one around, it seemed hard to clear her name.

"I know." Cui Yun said lightly.

Shen Hua: ???

She was somewhat pleasantly surprised.

"Although we don't know each other well, and this is only the second time we've met, I don't wish for my noble virtues and elegant morals to be seen through by my benefactor."

Cui Yun paused in his steps.

His eyes were deep, just looking at Shen Hua like that.

Shen Hua inexplicably stammered slightly.

Not forgetting to compliment him: "Benefactor... good eyesight."

"I was frightened and my hair stood on end, regardless of who lies in the coffin, it's a terrifying matter."

"It's Dong Hui."

"How do you know it's him?"

Cui Yun's lips moved slightly.

"Because I had someone dig it."

Shen Hua slowly raised her hand, trembling and covering her heart.