Jingle opened her eyes in a daze. She felt sore all over and had a headache.

Her vision was occupied by the pine green bed curtain. Tassels hung from the outside of the bed curtain, and glazed beads the same size as rice were strung on each yellow rope as the decoration.

The top of the tent was embroidered with flowers, rolling grass, and intertwined branches with auspicious meanings. They were all hooked with gold thread, which was extremely luxurious and beautiful.

For a moment, the girl remembered that it was her Ninth Uncle Huanan He's mansion.

Struggling to get up, the girl looked down to check her body.

Her clothes were neat, but the eunuch's flat hat rolled to the corner of the bed.

She looked around. Huanan He wasn't in the room.

Jingle scratched her head in consternation. She didn't know that when she stayed with her "Ninth Uncle", the reason why she suddenly fainted was just that she was attacked by him.

She couldn't tell whether her Ninth Uncle had done anything to her during her fainting.

She staggered to get up. Commandery Princess Jingle only felt the pain everywhere in her body was very unusual.

She thought that such an unusual performance seemed to be evidence to prove that her Ninth Uncle had indeed done something to her.

Jingle stood blankly in the room, her hands shyly pressing her skirt. Her smiling cheeks were stained with sweet red clouds.

She pushed the door and saw the rain pouring.

Another smell seemed to surge in the wet air. The smell was stale and pungent, which made people feel inexpressible fear.

Jingle was more worried about Huanan He than herself.

Frowning at the pouring rain, she pursed her lips. She immediately raised her hand, pulled up her sleeve as a shelter, and ran out of the yard against the rain.

Thunder roared and rain poured down.

The sound of the rain was like a river running through its banks, which made people's ears ache.

Compared with the hustle and bustle between heaven and earth, the whole Ninth Prince's Mansion was full of lifelessness.

Commandery Princess Jingle found the bodies of many servants in the front two courtyards. Their expressions were ferocious and different. Lying or sitting, messy bodies lay down in corridors, corners of the wall, flowers, and trees or wing rooms. Their fatal wounds had been clotting for a long time.

She was a tender teenage girl who had never seen such bloody scenes. It was brave for her not to faint from fear on the spot.

Jingle held her head blankly. She looked around in horror. Her shrill cry was raised and swallowed up by rolling thunder,

"Ninth Uncle! Ninth Uncle, where are you? Answer me... I'm so afraid!"

After a long time, the girl was tired of crying and her mind recovered a trace of reason.

Holding her arms tightly, she shivered through the vermilion door inlaid with gold nails and rushed to the official road.

The long street was dark and deep. There was darkness between heaven and earth. There was no wind, and only lightning occasionally fell into the air.

It rained quickly and densely, hitting the eaves and the ground continuously, and splashing white spray.

The whole world was shrouded in a thick and hazy fog.

Finally, Jingle found the man in the street.

He was disheveled and knelt motionless in the rain, like a statue without feeling. His whole body was drenched by the rain.

The precious silk robe clung to his cold wet skin and outlined the perfect and exquisite curves of his shoulders and back.

"Ninth Uncle!"

The girl was like a drowned chicken, but she ran to him regardless of everything.

The wet eunuch clothes weighed heavily on her little body, making it difficult for her to walk with all her strength.

"Ninth Uncle... Ninth Uncle, what's the matter with you?"

Jingle came to Huanan He. When her five fingers touched that inch of his lukewarm chest for the first time, unprecedented panic rose at the bottom of her heart.

The man's wet cheeks were as pale as paper, and exuded a thrilling blue light under the illumination of the uncertain lightning, like the lukewarm cold of porcelain.

With his head down, he was so demented that he looked at the torrential ground splashed with white waves, and his eyes were blurred.

No matter how Jingle crazily shook and beat him with her arms outstretched, he refused to respond.

"Ninth Uncle, why don't you talk? What's the matter with you? Please talk to me..."

The girl put her head against the man's cold and hard chest, crying in despair.

A flash of lightning tore the ink dome and shone particularly brightly on the earth.

Huanan He suddenly opened his beautiful eyes. There was only red blood in his eyes, and there was no white in his eyes.

With a ferocious roar, Huanan He suddenly stretched out his arm and grabbed Jingle's neck. Like an iron hook, the fingers were pinched more and more tightly without any slack.

Jingle's eyes protruded surprisingly, almost falling out of her eyes, and her face was filled with horror and confusion.

Her whole body twitched and her breathing became more and more difficult. Her hands subconsciously clenched the wrist of the man's big hand. Her mouth was half open and it was difficult to speak.

The thunder exploded on their heads in time. Huanan He shook his body and gradually woke up.

As soon as the man loosened his hand, the dying girl slipped, half lying in the rain and coughing violently. Her sad and frightened little face was stained with water, and it was impossible to distinguish between rain and tears.

After gasping for a moment, she finally regained some strength. She looked up sadly and asked timidly,

"Ninth Uncle, why? Why are you...?"

The man got up slowly. His handsome and cold face was like the frozen lake in the cold days. His silence was mixed with unspeakable sadness and anger.

His turbid eyes were full of deep tears, which silently flowed out of his eyes.

Jingle was stunned to see that, so she struggled to climb up to him, hugged his thigh, and choked,

"Ninth Uncle, I know it's my brother's fault. He makes you unhappy. I'm willing to give everything to you, as long as you can be happy."

"Give everything..."

These two words were like the edge of a blade, which was wantonly cutting in Huanan He's brain.

He bowed his back and his head and thought of that woman again as he muttered in pain.

His bloody eyes, which were about to spit fire, looked grimly at jingle. He said coldly as if the ice had pricked the girl's heart,

"Go away. I don't want to see you!"

"Ninth Uncle!"

The girl was stunned. Hearing his words, her face slowly turned white.

She stumbled up, still trying to get close to him.

"Go away. I don't want to see you. I don't want to see you anymore!"

With a roar, Huanan He pushed her mercilessly into the rain again. He turned and ran madly into the mansion. Soon he rode out and headed southwest in the storm.

"Ninth Uncle, where are you going?"

Commandery Princess Jingle screamed and looked up sadly at the dark sky.

The rain was so dense that she couldn't open her eyes.

Frustration and helplessness hit her heart. The girl was overwhelmed and cried loudly in the rain.

...

Huanan He galloped on horseback in the rain. The thunder rolled overhead and the lightning shone on his eyes, shining the coldness and sadness on his face.

Half an hour ago, he listened to Gu Di's statement completely in great shock.

After that, Gu Di quietly disappeared to prevent Jingle from waking up at any time and knowing their secrets.

In addition, his departure was to give Huanan He enough time to think calmly.

Up to now, Huanan He had been unable to accept such a fact.

The Son of Heaven, who had always been considerate of himself and had given many gifts to the Ninth Prince's Mansion, was actually a hypocrite!

Should he believe what Huanan Xian said?

Obviously, he didn't disguise himself.

They looked exactly the same. Weren't they twin brothers?

So should what he just said be true?

After returning to Jing City, the dream that haunted him repeatedly and the strange feeling of his first meeting with Lady Yun were all because...

Was everything really done by the emperor?

Did the emperor kill many lives by himself?

Did the emperor break Huanan He up with Gu Yunxi?

Huanan He kept bumping on his horse's back, clutching the reins with both hands, almost numb with his fingers. His heart was suffering from doubt, struggle, and speculation.

He clenched his fist and smashed his head. He forced himself to think of the past quickly, but it didn't help.

He decided to go to the Yonglu Temple again tonight and asked Lady Yun himself.