Happy Spring Every Year

Anyang Marquis' Mansion, the main house in the west courtyard.

Four maids with pale faces stood together, and they looked young.

Perhaps they knew that the Earl's Mansion had been surrounded by the Royal Guards, so they were now filled with fear and felt uneasy.

The strangest thing was that Lady Anyang had been sitting in front of the dressing mirror since she entered the room, without even changing her posture, which made them even more scared.

Lady Anyang is looking at herself in the mirror.

She couldn't remember how long it had been since she last looked in the mirror.

The person in the mirror had a frosty white head, sunken cheeks, dark circles under the eyes, and a dull look in her eyes. Such a mean, ugly, and old person was actually her...

"An Ma——"

The Lady of Anyang opened her mouth in a hoarse voice, but just as she opened her mouth, she realized something was wrong and stopped.

She laughed at herself, her face sad, and turned to ask the little maid, "How long has the master been away from home?"

One of the four maids, who was a little older, responded cautiously, "My...my lady, it's been about an hour."

"One hour..."

Lady Anyang repeated in a low voice.

Such a long time has passed, and no one from the palace has come to summon her, which shows that the master and Jiang Xun are able to handle it.

I don't need her anymore...

Lady Anyang thought so and finally stood up with the help of the dressing table.

Seeing this, the maid hurried forward to support her, but Lady Anyang shook her head and said, "I'm tired. I need to rest."

She waved her hand to push the maid away and walked into the room with unsteady steps.

Four maids followed closely behind him.

The Lady of Anyang turned around and frowned, saying, "No need to follow."

The maids were a little nervous and explained with their hands clenched, "Madam, it was the master who ordered us to follow you everywhere, and we are just following orders."

The Lady of Anyang glanced at them, and suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she quickly stepped forward and opened the door.

When the people outside the yard heard the noise, they immediately turned around to check and saw that it was Nanfeng who was left behind.

Upon seeing this, Lady Anyang closed the door, turned around and walked inside, leaving the four maids to follow her closely.

As soon as I entered the bedroom, I was greeted by a strong scent of sandalwood.

It turned out that there was an exquisite shrine in the house, on which was enshrined a tablet, which was dedicated to no one else but "beloved son Jiang Xun".

When the four maids saw this scene, they were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they shuddered together.

The wife of the Earl of Anyang walked forward, took the incense and lit it very familiarly, then carefully arranged the offerings, and then stood in front of the shrine and chanted something.

The maids were really scared, because in their eyes, Young Master Jiang Xun was clearly still alive and well.

Lady Anyang's secret words did not last long. She raised her eyes, stared at the yellow tablet in the shrine, and tears flowed again.

The next moment, she reached out and stood on tiptoe to take down the tablet, and then... threw it into the copper basin containing yellow paper and handwritten scriptures.

call--

The tinderbox was lit and thrown into the copper basin by Lady Anyang.

"Husband...ma'am?"

The maids were trembling with fear, not knowing what the Lady Anyang was doing.

Lady Anyang did not answer. She squatted down and saw the tablet being engulfed by flames, then burning and finally disappearing.

This is a scar that has not healed for more than ten years. It hurts sometimes, it itches sometimes, but most of the time it bleeds.

She had once hoped to be free from Jiang Xun, so she took advantage of his guilt, soft-heartedness and integrity to vent her regret and self-blame time and time again.

She was deceiving herself, but the scar was honest, it grew deeper and deeper until it was embedded in the bone and blood.

When the master left just now, she said: Let the master bring Jiang Xun back to see her.

But how could she still have the nerve to see Jiang Xun?

Saying that was just to give the master a reassurance so that he could leave with peace of mind.

She should have died long ago.

The high fever ten years ago took Xun'er's soul and her life.

Thinking of this, Lady Anyang slowly stood up, suddenly raised her foot, and kicked the copper basin towards the bed.

Sonorous——

Flames leaped out of the basin, entangled the bed curtains and quilts, and instantly caught fire, scaring the four maids into screaming.

The Lady of Anyang stood in front of them and shouted sternly, "Go! Everyone, go!"

Driven by instinct, the four maids ignored everything and ran out together.

The wife of the Anyang Earl looked back and almost couldn't help but walk into the fire, but when she thought of the south wind outside the yard, she had to turn around and leave.

Outside the yard, Nanfeng heard the noise and hurried over to check. When he saw the flames dancing in the window, his face changed drastically!

He rushed forward, ripped open the door, and faced the billowing smoke, only to see four maids and the wife of the Marquis of Anyang running out in a panic.

Nan Feng felt relieved upon seeing this and said quickly, "Madam, are you okay?"

The Anyang Earl's wife shook her head and kept muttering, "Put out the fire!"

The situation was urgent, so Nanfeng hurriedly turned and ran to the Taiping tank in the corner, which was full of water.

The four maids who had escaped death were now sitting on the ground trembling and crying, hugging each other.

For a while, no one looked after Lady Anyang.

She stood in the yard in a daze, watching the flames climb up the side room and engulf the place where Xun'er once lived. Tears fell one by one, but without any hesitation, she turned around and left.

She wanted to die in the fire, but she was afraid that Nanfeng would come in to save her. If even Nanfeng was burned to death, even going to hell would not be enough to atone for her sins.

She didn't kill these maids, didn't kill Nanfeng, didn't kill Jiang Xun, and only she disappeared with the sin, that was what she wanted now.

Even if today's witchcraft incident was framed and used by someone, it still offended Prince Xianhuai. I'm afraid that the master and Jiang Xun may not be able to escape unscathed.

If the news of her death reaches the palace, His Majesty will surely let them go home because she has already died...

Now, there is only one worry.

Xun'er...would she be unwilling to see her? After all, she was such a mean and selfish mother.

Lady Anyang was running along the path in the mansion. She was running so fast because she was so impatient at the thought that she might see her son Xun'er.

This was almost the most relaxing moment she had felt in the past ten years.

She had fantasized about ending it all countless times, and even had already decided where she would die.

Right in the front yard, next to the rockery where Xun'er was hiding, was a pond.

She wanted to go to the place where Xun'er was hiding, sit down and talk to Xun'er, and then she could calmly jump into the lake and really go find Xun'er.

To put out the fire, water had to be taken from the pond or lake, so that people in the mansion could find her body quickly.

In this way, the news of her death as a penance could be conveyed to the palace as quickly as possible.

.......

At this time, outside the Anyang Earl's Mansion.

"Master Lin, this is just my guess, but human life is more important than anything else. I think only you, Master Lin, can get the Imperial Guards to open this loophole."

Shen Jiasui rode his horse beside a carriage, wearing a veil on his head, and spoke respectfully towards the carriage window.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing a gentle face, it was Lin Lao Lin Wanting.

It turned out that Shen Jiasui had just returned to the Anyang Marquis' Mansion. After a careful inspection, he found that the mansion had indeed been surrounded by the Imperial Guards.

She was worried about the safety of Lady Anyang, but she had no right to ask the royal guards. After thinking about it, she thought of Old Lin.

She was a decisive person, so she untied the horses from the carriage and galloped all the way to the Lin Mansion.

As a result, when she was halfway there, her eyes flashed and she seemed to see the servant following Anyang Bo.

Shen Jiasui still had a deep impression of this young servant. He had just been crying and calling for "Master" at the door of the Earl's Mansion. He was much more loyal and righteous than those insignificant relatives of the Earl's Mansion.

Just now, this young man suddenly drove away, and she didn't think much about it. But now, looking back, could he have returned this time to call for reinforcements?

What reinforcements could the Anyang Marquis's Mansion have? Isn't it just Elder Lin?

Thinking of this, Shen Jiasui hurriedly turned around and caught up with the carriage. As luck would have it, the person sitting in the carriage was none other than Old Lin, and another middle-aged man who was said to be Old Lin's nephew.

So Shen Jiasui followed the carriage back to Anyang Marquis's Mansion. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Elder Lin in the carriage suddenly become serious and said in a deep voice:

"Oh no! Miss Shen, I'm afraid you really guessed it right!"

Shen Jiasui's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He turned his head and saw a beam of fire rising from the Anyang Earl's Mansion, illuminating the darkness.