Chapter 219

Pei Yuqing's expression was dazed for a moment.

Yes.

Perhaps a guest pushed open the door out of curiosity, and after seeing such a tragic scene, he was moved with compassion and covered the mother and daughter with a quilt to protect their bodies.

It won’t be Wanwan.

At that time, Wanwan had already jumped into the lake.

In the endless abyss, a ray of hope suddenly emerged, but it was only a flash in the pan, and was soon followed by even deeper darkness.

It feels like being in an endless hell.

Such a huge gap is enough to drive anyone crazy and desperate.

A low whimpering sound seemed to be there and not there.

Pei Yuqing squatted on the ground with a hunched back and did not get up for a long time. His usually elegant figure was trembling slightly in the dim light.

The two slaves kneeling on the ground saw water stains falling on the wooden floor in front of them and fainted.

No one dared to speak.

It took a long time, so long that the sun outside the window completely set and the room fell into endless darkness.

A guard lit a candle, and Pei Yuqing finally stood up. He staggered to the window and leaned half of his body out.

Pei Shu's face turned pale, thinking that his master was going to jump into the lake to follow his wife. He rushed over to pull him back, but saw that the man with half of his body sticking out had seen something and was motionless, as if his acupoints had been pressed.

Pei Shu wanted to go over to take a look, but Pei Yuqing, who had his back to him, had already stood up straight and raised his hand to stop him from approaching.

"Master..." Pei Shu waited for a while, and finally said bravely: "It's cold, please take care of yourself." But the young man standing at the window didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't pay any attention to his words.

The iron chain under the window, the room separated by a wall, the bedding on the mother and daughter...

Such a coincidence is enough to make clear springs emerge from the bottom of the dry well again.

Pei Yuqing turned around slowly. His expression was really ugly due to the combination of sorrow and joy, and there were even clearly visible traces of tears on his face.

Without saying a word, he walked around the room a few times, then returned to the room where Xie Wan Ning had stayed that day and carefully looked at the layout of the two rooms.

Finally, he walked up to the two servants and asked, "When you came in, where were the mother and daughter? What did they look like? Describe them in detail. Don't miss any details."

After he spoke, the two servants naturally told him everything they knew and began to rack their brains to recall many details.

The ground was covered in blood. The young girl died so tragically that she couldn't even close her legs.

It was not until he heard the woman turn her back to the bed that Pei Yuqing's eyes, which had been silent all this time, suddenly flashed with a glimmer of light.

There was no place for other Tibetans in this room. According to his speculation, if Wanwan really sneaked into this room after jumping into the lake, the only place she could hide was under the bed.

So... another coincidence?

He doesn't believe it!
His eyes were already red, and he looked down at the two kneeling servants, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Do you know the origins of that mother and daughter?"

No matter how serious the death was on the boat, the boatman would always secretly find out something or other.

As expected, the servant said, "The manager has inquired about it. The mother and daughter are from the south. More than ten years ago, the family of three came to the north and opened a restaurant. Three years ago, the male owner said he was going back to visit his relatives, but he never came back. The world is not peaceful, and everyone said he died on the road. The restaurant closed two years ago."

As for why the mother and daughter traveled so far away, they must have wanted to go back to the south to find their relatives.

There are always a lot of gossips around a widow, let alone a woman who is still charming and has a little wealth with a daughter who is about to get married.