Chapter 156 Memorial Tablet
The night enveloped the earth, and only a few dim lanterns swayed in the wind on the deserted streets.
After Jiang Yuanchan left Anhe Villa, he felt as if his soul had been taken away from him.
With staggering steps and a blank look in his eyes, he moved on the silent street like a zombie.
Butler Lu Zhiyuan was waiting quietly beside the carriage. Seeing his appearance, he was filled with doubts and worries.
Lu Zhiyuan hurried forward and asked, "Master, have you seen the lady?"
Jiang Yuanchan's body swayed violently and he almost fell to the ground in a mess.
Lu Zhiyuan was quick to support his shaky body in time.
At this moment, a cold wind blew, blowing up a few fallen leaves on the ground, adding a bit of desolation.
Lu Zhiyuan frowned and asked anxiously, "What happened to the master?"
The muscles on Jiang Yuanchan's face were twisted in a look of pain, and tears as big as beans rolled down uncontrollably, looking particularly miserable in the dim light.
Lu Zhiyuan was so shocked by his appearance that he didn't know what to do. He kept calling out, "Master..."
Jiang Yuanchan held Lu Zhiyuan's arm tightly with shaking hands, his voice hoarse and desperate: "Old Lu...Ayin is gone..."
The voice seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of the soul, filled with endless pain and regret.
Lu Zhiyuan was completely stunned, his face full of disbelief.
He quickly said, "Master, didn't the eldest lady go to the south of the Yangtze River with General Ye Wenjing and return with great merit? Why is she gone?"
He asked eagerly: "Where did the young lady go?"
Jiang Yuanchan seemed not to hear what he said and suddenly laughed out loud towards the sky.
The laughter was mournful and crazy, and he kept muttering: "Ayin is gone, how can I face Wanyin! I really deserve to die! I should be the one to die!"
His laughter echoed in the quiet streets, making people feel creepy.
The sound of the wind seemed to be wailing for his grief, making this cold night even more eerie.
Jiang Yuanchan was helped by Lu Zhiyuan onto the carriage. The carriage sped through the night, its wheels rolling as if to crush all the sorrow in the world.
However, Jiang Yuanchan's heart had already been broken, and he sank deeper into the abyss of pain as the carriage rocked.
As soon as he returned to the Jiang Mansion, Jiang Yuanchan seemed to be driven by an invisible force, and ran straight to the ancestral hall with stumbling steps but incomparably eagerness.
Inside the ancestral hall, the candlelight flickered, and the dim light illuminated the tablets around it, making it look particularly eerie.
He rushed into the ancestral hall and his eyes instantly locked on Su Wanyin's tablet.
The tablet looked so cold and lonely in the shadow, as if silently telling the sorrow of its owner.
Jiang Yuanchan's hands were trembling as he slowly stretched forward. The moment his fingertips touched the tablet, his body shook violently as if struck by an electric current.
He held Su Wanyin's tablet tightly in his arms, as if he was holding Su Wanyin herself.
He pressed his face against the tablet and tears instantly burst out.
"Late singing, late singing..."
His voice was hoarse and broken, filled with endless pain and regret.
"I am sorry for you, I am confused, I am incompetent!"
His cries echoed in the empty ancestral hall, like the howling of a wounded beast in the night.
Every cry was filled with his longing for Su Wanyin and guilt, and every tear told of his inner pain and self-blame.
"I thought I could protect you, I thought I could give you happiness, but I was wrong, so wrong!"
His body was shaking violently from crying, "How could I let you suffer like that, how could I let our child…"
At this point, he was already sobbing and his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he could only make indistinct sobs.
Jiang Yuanchan held the tablet like this, as if time had stopped and the only tablets left in the world were him and Su Wanyin.
His tears soaked the tablet, and the cold wood seemed to feel his sadness, emitting a slight chill.
"Late Chant..."
His voice became weaker and weaker, and finally only intermittent sobs remained.
However, the only response he got was deathly silence, and Su Wanyin could never return to his side again.
This cruel reality completely broke his heart and plunged him into endless darkness.
Jiang Yuanchan lay on the ground holding the tablet, his thoughts drifting away.
The first time I met Su Wanyin was in that inconspicuous little village in the south of the Yangtze River.
At that time, in order to make a living by hunting, he sneaked into the territory of Xiangyun Village.
I thought I could hunt a rabbit successfully and have a good meal for myself and my family.
But unexpectedly, everything was messed up by a silly girl.
That girl is Su Wanyin, she is so stupid!
The rabbit was clearly food that could fill her stomach, but she actually wrapped the food carefully and let it go with a look of pity on her face.
At that time, the young Jiang Yuanchan thought that Su Wanyin was very sick, and his heart was full of anger and confusion.
He glared at Su Wanyin angrily and couldn't help muttering, "Is this girl stupid? If she lets the rabbit go, what will she eat?"
But Su Wanyin didn't care about his anger at all. Her clear eyes were full of compassion and tenderness for life.
Thinking back now, Jiang Yuanchan couldn't help but smile bitterly.
At that time, he only saw hunger and survival in front of him, but did not understand the kindness and innocence in Su Wanyin's eyes.
Later, they would meet in the mountains every now and then.
One day, the silly girl even gave up her life for a medicinal herb on the cliff.
The steep cliff is enough to make people feel terrified just by looking at it.
But Su Wanyin was like a possessed man, thinking only of that damn medicinal herb, completely disregarding his own safety, and approaching the edge of the cliff little by little.
Fortunately, the young man Jiang Yuanchan appeared in time when she was about to fall.
He pounced over, grabbed the corner of Su Wanyin's clothes, and used all his strength to pull her back.
Recalling the scene at that time, Jiang Yuanchan still feels a lingering fear.
He couldn't help cursing in his heart: "This girl is simply crazy. If I hadn't rescued her in time, she would have died eight hundred times!"
However, Su Wanyin, who was rescued, just dusted off his body.
His eyes were full of regret for not getting the herb, and he seemed completely unaware that he had just been through the gates of hell.
The young man Jiang Yuanchan couldn't help but scold her: "Girl, can you cherish your life a little? If you keep doing this all day, something bad will happen sooner or later!"
The young girl Su Wanyin didn't care. She pouted and retorted, "Why should you mind? I know my own business."
The two of them bickered like this every day, and neither of them gave in.
Until one day, a white-browed man came to the back mountain of Xiangyun Village and followed Su Wanyin stealthily.
The white-browed monster had a lewd look on his face and tried to tease Su Wanyin.
How could Su Wanyin stand being bullied like this, so she beat him up immediately.
The man refused to accept the offer and fiercely threatened: "Just wait for me, little girl!"
The next day, the man came with three helpers.
Even though Su Wanyin had some skills, after all, two fists could not beat four hands, and he soon fell into a disadvantage and naturally could not beat them.
At this critical moment, the young man Jiang Yuanchan came forward to help her without hesitation.
He was agile and fierce in his attacks, and he beat the men to a pulp in just a few strokes.
The white-browed man ran away in a panic, while turning back and shouting: "Just wait, I will make sure you die!"
The voice echoed in the valley, filled with resentment and resentment.