Rebirth: The Journey of an Heiress novel Chapter 57

Chapter 57: Chapter 57: Horrific Tragedy_1

Chun Tao tightly covered her mouth and cried out loud.

She gripped Wu Zhe’s shoulders firmly. A wave of blood rushed to her heart, wrenching pain surged, almost as if her heart were being torn apart. She wished she could kill those who wanted to harm the Bai family.

She closed her eyes, but tears still flowed uncontrollably, her eyes hurt so much that she couldn’t open them. She wanted to scream but couldn’t make a sound. Her rage was boundless, as if it would break through the heavens, yet the pain was filled with utter despair.

After half a cup of tea, Chun Tao, with eyes bloodshot, held the bamboo slips Wu Zhe had risked his life to protect. She followed the disheartened Bai Qingyan back.

The Duke of Zhen’s mansion, with its green tiles and red lantern light contrasting with the white snow, was splendid and bright in the silent darkness. Yet, it was cold and desolate.

Chun Tao saw Bai Qingyan stumbling under the red lantern corridor. She wanted to reach out to support, but her hands were full and she feared dropping the bamboo slips. Tearfully, she cried: “Miss…”

Bai Qingyan, with her snow-white cloak stained with shocking red, returned to Qinghui Courtyard. In a hoarse voice, she instructed Chun Tao to place the bamboo slips on the desk.

Chun Tao, seeing Bai Qingyan’s stiff body and blue-purple face from the cold, spoke: “Miss, let this maid help you change out of these blood-stained clothes and warm yourself up!”

With gritted teeth, she waved Chun Tao away, staring intently at the bamboo slips flickering in the candlelight. She instructed Chun Tao to wait outside and not to come in.

In the warm spring-like room, the decorated copper furnace emitted faint sparks from the Yingshuang coal. She then snapped back to reality, her entire body felt as if it were in an icy cellar, cold and numb.

She sat at the desk filled with grief and rage, her bloodshot eyes fixed on the bamboo slips. Her throat hurt so much that she couldn’t speak a word, and the taste of blood lingered between her lips and teeth, refusing to fade.

Before her eyes, the bamboo slips recorded the military conditions of the Bai family’s battle in the southern front, even the last moments. In her previous life, she had hoped to obtain them to seek justice for the Bai family. Now that they were in front of her, she hesitated to look.

Some things, as long as one hasn’t received the exact news, there remains hope. But once seen, there would be no more hope… Bai Qingyan closed her eyes.

After a long time, she took a deep breath and opened the bamboo slips…

The five blood-stained bamboo slips, with each word and sentence, leaped before her eyes.

Chun Tao, with red eyes, stood guard outside the door. She watched the sky turn pale in the vast falling snow, listening to the heart-wrenching sobs from Bai Qingyan inside the room. Her heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.

Bai Qingyan tightly clutched the bamboo slips. Her throat constricted, she could hardly breathe.

She closed her eyes, tears streaming down in grief and indignation. The fury within her almost consumed her entirely. Seeing the little figurine on the desk, posed to charge with a sword, placed prominently by Chun Tao, she madly swept all the brushes, ink, and paper off the table.

After returning gravely injured, if she had practiced diligently like before, how great it would have been to join her grandfather on the battlefield this time! Why did she consider herself weak just because others thought so, spending her days in comfort, being weak!

What use was she staying in the Duke’s mansion? What was her use?!

She grabbed her chest with all her might, gnashing her gums, unable to stop her tears for the Bai family’s heroes…