AWB Chapter 569 Xie Jue's storyline: Going crazy!
Chapter 569 Xie Jue's storyline: Going crazy!
Gao Wanzhi looked at him, and when she saw the almost burning anger in his eyes, she was stunned for a moment.
She had never seen Xie Jue like this before.
That possessive anger and anxiety made her momentarily dazed.
Just then, footsteps could be heard outside.
Lin, the old nanny beside the princess, walked in quickly and said with a smile, "Princess, the princess wants to see you and discuss the wedding ceremony tomorrow."
After she finished speaking, she noticed Xie Jue in the room and was taken aback, not expecting him to be there.
"Young Master Xie?" she asked in surprise. "What are you doing here?"
Xie Jue was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
Gao Wanzhi spoke first, her expression unchanged, "He came here specifically to congratulate me."
Granny Lin suddenly realized, and smiled even more kindly, "That's perfect, after the wedding we'll ask Young Master Xie to do us the honor of visiting the Jiang residence."
Xie Jue's lips twitched violently.
He gritted his teeth, unable to utter a single word.
After Granny Lin turned and left, Gao Wanzhi didn't look at her again and followed her.
Xie Jue stood there, his chest churning as if it were about to explode.
congratulate?
She's just deliberately trying to annoy him!
But there's just no way he can do anything about her!
Wangfu.
"You're back?" Qin Jiuwei raised her eyes.
Changqing replied in a low voice, "I'm back. I went straight to the Princess's residence shortly after arriving in the capital."
Qin Jiu sighed, raised her hand to rub her temples, her tone full of helplessness.
“I sent someone to deliver a letter a month ago, telling him to come back quickly, but he only returned the night before the wedding?”
Upon hearing this, Changqing cautiously replied, "Your Highness, that letter... we never received it at all."
"What?" Qin Jiuwei frowned.
Changqing quickly explained, "We changed locations several times along the way, setting off overnight every night. Perhaps the messenger couldn't find anyone and didn't dare to linger, which is why we were delayed."
"Alright, it's good that he's back. What about things in Jiangnan? Has everything been taken care of?"
"Your Highness, the young master personally went to Jiangzhou and suppressed the problem. Only after the situation stabilized did he dare to return to the capital immediately."
As the two were talking, footsteps came from outside the courtyard gate.
"Your Highness, it's Young Master Jue."
Xie Jue walked in with a somber expression, her eyes slightly red, and her whole being exuded an undeniable weariness and disappointment.
He bowed to Qin Jiuwei, his voice low and hoarse.
"Mother, I'm back."
A pang of heartache flashed in Qin Jiuwei's eyes, but she didn't ask any further questions. "It's good that you're back."
"I'm a little tired and want to go back to my room to rest."
"Go."
Watching his departing figure, Qin Jiuwei remained motionless for a long time before whispering, "This child, I'm afraid he's really hurt."
Changqing stood to the side, his head bowed with a complicated expression, unsure of what to say.
Xie Jue returned to Tinghe Pavilion. No one lit the lamps inside; only moonlight streamed in through the window lattice.
Instead of going inside, he went to the training ground in the backyard.
He took off his outer robe, drew the long sword hanging on the rack, and began practicing one move after another.
The sword wind howled, carrying an almost ruthless force.
He repeated the moves over and over again, sweat streaming down his forehead and soaking his clothes, yet he seemed oblivious to fatigue, continuing to swing his sword, turn, and slash.
Changqing rushed over and his face changed when he saw this scene. "Young Master, take a rest. You'll hurt yourself if you continue like this!"
"leave me alone!"
Xie Jue's swordplay grew increasingly impatient, faster and faster, as if he wanted to unleash all the pent-up emotions within him.
As the night drew to a close, he finally lost his grip on the sword, which slipped from his hand and fell to the ground. He himself seemed to have all his strength drained away, and he collapsed heavily onto the cold floor tiles.
A night breeze swept by, and the courtyard remained silent.
Xie Jue lay on his back, gazing at the night sky as still as water, feeling as if a hole had been torn in his heart.
He closed his eyes, his throat tightened, and he felt a profound sense of desolation and extreme pain.
The next morning.
The Jiang residence was brightly decorated with lanterns and colorful ribbons, and guests gathered at the entrance. The sounds of drums and music welcoming the bride had already echoed through the alleys early in the morning.
Qin Jiuwei and Xie Yanli entered the Jiang residence together and were respectfully welcomed to the inner hall by the steward.
She glanced around, her brow furrowing slightly, then turned to Xie Yanli and whispered, "Have you seen Xie Jue?"
Xie Yanli shook his head. "No."
Qin Jiuwei then looked at Xie Jingchun. Xie Jingchun was holding his five-year-old son, Xie Anzhi, and playing with him; the child was giggling incessantly.
Hearing Qin Jiuwei's words, he paused, then shook his head and said, "I haven't seen him either."
Xie Jing pondered for a moment and said, "I got up early this morning and saw him go out. He said he had something to do, but he didn't say where he was going."
Qin Jiuwei's brows furrowed even more.
This kid is definitely not going to behave; I hope he doesn't cause any trouble.
Half an hour later, the deafening sound of suona horns rang out at the alley entrance, and a carved and gilded bridal sedan chair slowly approached, accompanied by the deafening sound of gongs and drums, and colorful silks fluttering in the wind.
Jiang Huaiyu wore a red wedding dress and a ceremonial crown.
He stepped forward, personally lifted the sedan curtain, and helped out the bride dressed in red.
Gao Wanzhi, adorned in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, her brocade trailing on the ground, stepped down from the sedan chair with light and graceful steps.
Everyone applauded and cheered.
Jiang Huaiyu took her hand and led her into the main hall of the Jiang residence.
Qin Jiuwei stood to one side, watching the newlyweds slowly walk onto the red carpet and prepare to bow to the altar in the main hall.
She looked around, but Xie Jue was still nowhere to be seen.
At this moment, the crowd surged, and more and more guests arrived, with the red lanterns outside swaying slightly in the wind.
Qin Jiuwei's eyes unconsciously drifted towards the door, her heart inexplicably quickening, a sense of unease creeping in.
Inside the main hall, the master of ceremonies was loudly proclaiming, "First bow to Heaven and Earth—"
Gao Wanzhi lowered her head, her face calm as she bowed slightly, and Jiang Huaiyu beside her did the same.
Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside, followed by a scream: "Oh no! The backyard is on fire! The fire is huge!!"
The servant boy stumbled into the hall, his forehead covered in sweat and his face filled with panic. "Fire! It started in the woodshed, and now it's spreading to the west wing and is about to reach the front yard!"
An uproar erupted in the main hall!
The guests erupted in uproar, the joy ceased, and the suona horns stopped playing.
Jiang's father suddenly stood up, his expression changing drastically. "What happened? How could there be a fire so suddenly?!"
Madam Jiang asked anxiously, "Has anyone been hurt?!"
"Reporting to Madam, no one was injured, but the fire is too big, and the wind is blowing east. If we don't evacuate quickly, the front yard may also be affected!"
Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes, exchanged a glance with Xie Yanli, and understood almost simultaneously.
The guests in the hall had already stood up one after another, panic was rising, the firelight illuminated the horizon, and the pungent smell of smoke rolled in.
The smell of burnt wood could already be smelled in the air.
Jiang's father hurriedly ordered his servants to lead the guests out through the covered walkway on the east side.
Jiang Huaiyu turned to look at Gao Wanzhi and said urgently, "You go with Mother first, I'll go check on the fire."
Gao Wanzhi shook her head, "Let's go together, I'll go take a look too."
The backyard of the Jiang residence.
Flames soared into the sky, and figures moved about amidst billowing smoke; chaos reigned.