Nevertheless, the two servants knelt down, devastated. "We are done. We are so done..."
Wen Ruyu frowned unpleasantly. Done? Were they cursing her? Wen Ruyu was irritated, and she gave them a hard kick. Unexpectedly, they didn't back away at all. She was even angrier, "Useless." She walked into the room.
There was a foul smell permeating the air, mixed with other weird scents that were beyond description. Wen Ruyu frowned looking over at the haystack.
The scene left Wen Ruyu petrified, and the color drained from her face as she stood staring at three naked forms on the haystack. The woman was laying between the two men, her face looked painful, and was covered in blood. Her head was hanging on the ground. It took Wen Ruyu a long time to come to her senses and stop gawking. "No, no...This is impossible. This isn't possible!" She muttered to herself. Then she ran to the haystack, paying no attention to the naked men or the unmentionable marks on their body. Wen Ruyu touched the woman's face, and she went even paler. What was going on? How?
One of the servants outside the door ran from the yard screaming, in a blind panic, "Lady Ruxin, It's Lady Ruxin, Lady Ruxin was dead... It was Lady Ruxin..."
Wen Ruyu tried to stop him but couldn't. He had ran out of the yard.
Wen Ruyu was trembling. How did this happen? It should be Yun Shang, not her sister laying there now... She was doomed. Wen Clan was doomed.
The servant must've made a scene, with long strides, Wen Yunqing, grim-faced, was headed through side yard. A few concubines were following him, and behind the crowd was Wen Yunqiunq's mother, Lady Wen.
Wen Ruyu was petrified. 'No, I can't let them see this.' She decided and closed the door promptly locking it.
"Ruyu, open the door!" Wen Yunqing ordered from the other side. Wen Ruyu shivered shaking her head, "No. I can't. I can't open the door now."
Wen Yunqing became impatient immediately, and commanded, "Break it down, now!"
Hearing the slamming and seeing the door shudder, Wen Ruyu huddled up in a ball in the corner, shaking with panic and fright.
With a crack, the door split and part fell to the ground. Wen Yunqing walked in with others and when they saw the woman on the haystack, they all went deathly pale.
"Oh my goodness. It is Ruxin." The women squealed as Lady Wen passed out.
The crowd was suddenly in the middle of another muddle. Wen Ruyu tried crawling further back in the corner, avoiding her father's anger and glare. His voice sounded odd to her when he said, "What have you done?" His cold words cut through her like a knife. Wen Ruyu scooched back further while she bit the inside of her cheek. She wrapped her arms around herself to keep from trembling before looking at her father with a look of accusation, "Father, you are the one who told me it was Yun Shang out here. You told me so. Why was my sister here?"
After a long silence, with a grim face, Wen Yunqing kicked Wen Ruyu hard. With nowhere to dodge, she had to bear the pain, which almost broke her. She groaned, tears rolling down her face, "I have no idea. It was Yun Shang here last night. I don't know how my sister is here all of a sudden. Why..."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: An Eight-year-old Princess