Chapter 22: He Lian Slayed His Way Back!

Seeing her father make up his mind, Song Xueyan also wore an exceptionally sinister expression. Casting aside her usual dignified demeanor, she hitched up her skirt to follow closely behind. Turning to the maid, she sharply scolded: “How did she escape?!”

The maid snapped back to her senses: “It was Su He! The one serving Jiang Yu!”

It must have been her who let Jiang Yu out!

Song Xueyan was secretly shocked!

No wonder.

No wonder every time He Lian came, no matter how securely they locked her up, Jiang Yu always managed to slip out.

Reaching the West Courtyard, they happened to catch sight of Song Yuchu, who hadn’t even gone inside the house yet.

Song Xun shouted loudly. The young man stopped, and seeing the dark swarm of people, he seemed to realize something.

He pulled Jiang Yu tighter into his arms, asking vigilantly: “What’s going on?”

“What’s going on?! If this lunatic doesn’t die, our whole family is going to suffer!”

Song Xun couldn’t care less. He signaled the servants to go over and snatch her away, but before they could even get close, one maid was kicked over by Song Yuchu, curling up on the ground in agony.

Song Xueyan was startled and backed away a step.

These two lunatics!

She also screeched sharply: “Brother! Have you gone mad too?! If you want women, what kind can’t you find? Why do you have to fixate on Jiang Yu?! If she doesn’t die, we will!”

With that, Song Xueyan barked out further orders: “Right! Where is that bitch Su He?! Hurry up and grab her too! Make her go down with this lunatic once and for all!”

Despite being servants themselves, those people lacked even an ounce of empathy. It was as though they were completely brainwashed—whatever the masters said, they obeyed, scattering hastily in all directions to search for Su He.

The remaining ones continued to snatch the girl.

No matter how good a fighter Song Yuchu was, he couldn’t withstand so many people pouncing on him at once.

Jiang Yu in his arms had her hair yanked, her arms forced back, and her neck squeezed. Pain wrung a piercing, agonizing cry from her!

Song Qian felt no pity whatsoever, waving both hands up and down: “Hurry! Drag her over here, quick!”

Song Xun also rushed over with two men to pin his son down firmly.

Being his father after all, he spoke with a troubled look on his face, but his voice was earnest: “Son! Isn’t she just a Jiang Yu? Dad will find you someone who looks just like her! Stop being so stubborn!”

Song Yuchu’s back was pressed down by his own father’s knee, and his hands and feet were pinned. He could only watch helplessly as Jiang Yu was dragged away by those people, her white skin scraped and covered in dirt marks!

“Let go! If you dare to kill Jiang Yu, I’ll fight you to the death!”

Song Xueyan shot a glance at her brother, pursing her lips in disdain.

Just then, Su He was also dragged over. Unlike Jiang Yu, she was struggling with all her might.

Looking at the girl on the ground who showed barely any signs of life, Su He was filled with heartbreak. Tears streamed heavily down her face, and throwing caution to the wind, she cursed loudly at the top of her lungs.

“You shameless scum! You murdered Aunt Shuhe, and now you want to murder A-Yu too! I won’t let you off even as a ghost!”

Song Qian glared and slapped her hard across the face: “Damn it! You’re actually Jiang Shuhe’s person!”

He had heard long ago that Jiang Shuhe was an orphan. After growing up, she gave back to the orphanage and funded many children’s education. This Su He was likely one of them!

Who would have thought that to repay that kindness, she actually snuck into the old residence to bide her time!

What for?

Did she really think He Lian would take the person away?

Furious, Song Qian yelled at the servants: “Take these two bitches to the South Courtyard!”

Song Xun held his older brother back, saying uneasily: “Brother, if Jiang Yu dies, she dies, but this woman…”

Song Qian naturally knew what he was doing, but at this point, he had no other choice. Since Su He came from an orphanage and had no living relatives, they could simply claim to the outside world that she couldn’t adapt to the climate of Yangcity and died of illness.

If someone from the police station came to investigate, they would just settle it with money.

Song Xun gritted his teeth. Doing wicked deeds wasn’t a first for them anyway. He gestured with his hand: “Go get some rope!”

On the other side, along the winding mountain road:

The motorcade had already driven out over ten miles. He Lian rested his elbow on the window frame, his fingertips absently rubbing his brow. His mind was filled entirely with the image of Jiang Yu being carried away by Song Yuchu earlier.

That kid certainly doted on her.

Feeling a bit uncomfortable, He Lian clicked his tongue in annoyance. Just as he was about to roll up the car window, a streak of white light suddenly flashed deep within the dark gray clouds, followed by thunder rolling overhead!

The rain in Yangcheng fell exceptionally fast, pouring down almost the very next second!

He Lian’s brow furrowed even deeper.

Zhuang Yumian in the passenger seat checked the rearview mirror and said softly: “President, close the window.”

He Lian turned a deaf ear, extending his broad palm out the window.

The raindrops pelted his palm so hard it hurt.

Seeing this, Zhuang Yumian tried to persuade him again: “President, it’s too damp in these mountains, and we still have a long drive ahead. Close the window and rest for a bit, I’ll wake you when we arrive.”

He Lian’s nostrils filled with the raw, cold stench of moisture. Looking at the white mist seeping back out from all sides, the light in his eyes slowly condensed, his tone unreadable as he said: “Is that so?”

Zhuang Yumian kept her eyes straight ahead: “Yes, Yangcheng never sees the sun all year round; it only rains.”

Hearing this, He Lian lowered his brows: “When will Fifth Squad arrive?”

“Traveling through the deep mountains is difficult; it will probably take until tomorrow morning. Otherwise, let’s have a squad from First Division turn back to the old residence to stand by, and withdraw only after Fifth Squad arrives.”

He Lian’s open palm suddenly clenched tight into a fist.

His knuckles turned pale from the washing rain.

“No need.” The man’s voice was fierce and decisive, “U-turn! We’re going back!”

In the South Courtyard of the old residence, Su He had her neck pressed down, dunked into the pond time and time again. But no matter how Song Qian hit and scolded her, she refused to say why she had come to the old residence!

She had to protect A-Yu!

He Lian couldn’t be counted on anymore, she couldn’t let A-Yu die here!

“Damn it!”

Song Qian shoved her aside, thoroughly agitated by the heavy falling rain. Glancing at Jiang Yu lying collapsed across from them, he gestured to his younger brother: “Stop dawdling, strangle her to death!”

Hearing this, Su He grabbed Song Qian’s leg and bit down hard!

Song Qian howled in pain and kicked her away.

Her face pressed in the mud, Su He locked eyes with Jiang Yu’s pale gaze, crying uncontrollably: “A-Yu… sister is useless, sister is sorry…”

A faint trace of red spilled into the depths of Jiang Yu’s hazy eyes, and she gave a subtle, bitter smile.

In the end, she had miscalculated.

Well, it made sense. As the grand Prince of Jinzhou, he could have any woman he wanted. How could he possibly keep a lunatic by his side—a massive burden—just because of two lingering encounters?

After all, he had no obligation.

It was just a pity… she really wanted to bask in the sun.

Being locked up in Yangcity all these years, she was almost about to go moldy.

A foot stepped up beside her. Song Xun grabbed her hair and lifted her up, wrapping the coarse hemp rope around her neck like a snake. The pain made Jiang Yu shudder.

Gripping the thin stone in her hand, she tested the sharpness of its edge with her thumb.

She could only take Song Xun down with her.

What a regret.

Still, once she was strangled to death, she would definitely be thrown into the pond.

That was fine too. She could finally reunite with her mother.

Just as she was about to act, Song Xueyan, standing at the courtyard entrance, was shoved hard. She watched helplessly as Song Yuchu barged in once again, screeching: “Song Yuchu! Have you gone crazy?!”

Jiang Yu’s pupils shrank. Seeing Song Yuchu kick his father away, an idea suddenly struck her. Without hesitation, she stood up, hugged the young man, and whispered softly: “Brother.”

Song Yuchu froze completely. Just as Jiang Yu anticipated, that single word “brother” brought tears streaming down his face. He raised his head and shouted hysterically at the crowd in the courtyard: “I beg you! Don’t kill her! Don’t kill Jiang Yu!”

Song Xun was thoroughly disappointed in his son’s weakness. Getting up from the ground, he was just about to say something when another servant came stumbling in, screaming at the top of his lungs:

“We’re in trouble! He Lian slayed his way back!”

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