jdhmnovel Chapter 121 The Fire Tribulation Sent Down by the Gods
Chapter 121 The Fire Tribulation Sent Down by the Gods
"Do you really agree to go see her?" Chen Mei'e's eyes were full of anticipation, and her voice trembled unconsciously.
Yan Wanwan raised her eyebrows slightly and looked back with a half-smile, "Why, you don't want me to go?"
The tone was three parts teasing and seven parts sarcasm.
Chen Mei'e seemed to be burned by these words and waved her hands hurriedly, "Of course not, I just didn't expect you to agree so readily."
As she spoke, she hurriedly tugged at Lu Zhengping's sleeve, looking somewhat helpless.
Lu Zhengping stared at Yan Wanwan with a sharp eagle-like gaze, "Are you really willing to go see Wanru?"
Yan Wanwan raised her chin slightly, "Of course, but..."
She deliberately dragged out her tone, watching the two people in front of her tense up instantly, their eyes filled with anxiety and confusion, before she spoke slowly, "We have to wait five days before leaving."
"Why?" Lu Zhengping blurted out, his brows twisted into a "川" shape.
Yan Wanwan raised the corner of her mouth in an ambiguous arc, "No reason."
After saying that, she walked straight towards the County Lord's Mansion, her sleeves fluttering, her back revealing a bit of determination, "If you can't wait, then I won't go."
"You..." Chen Mei'e's cheeks turned red with anger. Just as she was about to explode, she was grabbed by Lu Zhengping.
Lu Zhengping gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Wait! We'll wait for you."
Yan Wanwan paused and looked back at the two of them. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she nodded. "Okay, since you are willing to wait, let's set off in five days."
As soon as she finished speaking, her figure disappeared behind the vermilion lacquered gate.
Chen Mei'e was completely puzzled. She pulled Lu Zhengping's arm and complained in a low voice, "Master, why did you agree to this? That day was the day of the funeral, you know it well..."
Lu Zhengping's face darkened, a fierce gleam flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a low voice: "Shut up! What should be said and what should not be said, don't you know?"
Chen Mei'e wanted to argue, stammering, "But..."
Lu Zhengping interrupted her impatiently, but his tone softened, revealing a hint of helplessness and determination: "No buts, as long as Wanwan is willing to go back, we can't miss it, even if it's the last moment. As parents, we can't let our children have any regrets."
Chen Mei'e nodded unwillingly and responded, "Master, you are right. As long as she is willing to go back, that's all."
The two returned to the carriage hand in hand, leaving behind a lonely figure.
In just a few days, the two toured Nanping Prefecture extensively. The sheer variety of rare and unique items dazzled them. Nanping Prefecture's prosperity far exceeded their expectations. After further exploration, they were astonished to learn that diligent locals could earn a staggering income of nearly five taels of silver per month. This staggering sum left them stunned. Glancing at the job-wanted signs lining the streets, the two felt a pang of unease.
Deep down, they didn't want to see Nanping Prefecture flourish. In their opinion, the more Nanping Prefecture prospered, the further away Yan Wanwan would be from them. It would be extremely difficult to control it in the future.
Five days later, Yan Wanwan set out on her journey as promised, with two carriages following her in front and behind, moving slowly on the official road.
Chen Mei'e's face was filled with worry, and she muttered softly, "I'm always feeling anxious. Could that evil spirit be plotting something secretly?"
Lu Zhengping curled his lips into a cold smile and snorted disdainfully, "Now that she's on her way, even if she wants to regret it, it's impossible. She can only accept her fate."
As the carriage rumbled forward, Xiao Tao inside looked worried. She looked at Yan Wanwan, her eyes filled with confusion and worry, and asked anxiously, "Miss, why on earth did you agree to let them go back?"
In Xiaotao's opinion, there are undercurrents and it is extremely dangerous. If the young lady goes back, she might be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth and falling into a trap.
Even a maid like her could see the clues. How could her young lady, who was so smart, not see through the cunning?
Yan Wanwan's expression was calm, a faint arc appeared on her lips, and she chuckled softly, "Let's go back and play this last scene with them, and let them taste the bitterness of being too clever for their own good."
After she finished speaking, she slightly lifted a corner of the car curtain and looked into the distance, as if she had already seen the final outcome of this "big show" that was about to begin.
The carriage galloped for half a day and finally arrived at the place before Lu Wanru was buried.
Lu Zhengping and his wife were just about to breathe a sigh of relief when they looked up and saw thick smoke billowing in the distance. The raging fire was burning wildly, like a giant beast choosing its prey, with its bloody mouth wide open, ready to devour everything.
"It's... it's a funeral procession."
Their eyes met, and they immediately ran away. In a flash, they saw a group of people with terrified faces, staring intently at the source of the fire - the blazing coffin.
Chen Mei'e's eyes were about to burst, and she roared angrily: "What are you still standing there for? Put out the fire!" Her darling daughter was still in there, and if the fire continued like this, she would surely die.
However, the people around them seemed to be nailed to the spot. No one dared to move forward, but whispered to each other: "You can't go. This is a fire disaster sent by the gods."
Lu Zhengping was extremely anxious. He grabbed one of them and asked anxiously, "What exactly is this fire disaster you mentioned?"
The man replied tremblingly, "The Second Prince's wife is a calamity sent to the world. Even after death, she will not escape the judgment of the gods. This fire is from heaven and must not be extinguished."
"Nonsense!" Chen Mei'e was furious. "That's my own daughter. I order you to put out the fire immediately, or I'll beat you all to death!"
She roared, her words full of determination and ruthlessness, but no matter how much she spoke or how harshly she spoke, it was like a stone falling on the sea, and no one paid any attention.
After all, even their master, the Second Prince, didn't say a word, so how could these people rashly obey her orders?
Lu Zhengping knew clearly who was the key person who could make the decision at the moment. He hurriedly walked to the side of the second prince and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, my daughter Wanwan is here. She just wants to see her sister for the last time. If the body is damaged, I'm afraid..." The words came to his lips, but he swallowed them back.
The Second Prince raised his eyes and noticed Yan Wanwan walking towards him. A cold arc appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly with a smile: "You did a good job."
Yan Wanwan returned a provocative look, causing the Second Prince's expression to change instantly. He gritted his teeth and turned his eyes away, scanning everyone's faces one by one, and finally returning to the burning coffin. He spoke slowly, "The gods have been wrathful. How can a mortal withstand this calamity of fire? As a prince, I must obey the will of heaven."
His voice was cold, without a trace of warmth, as if the person burning in the coffin was not his former bedmate, but an insignificant object.
Upon hearing this, Chen Mei'e asked in shock, "Second Prince, didn't you say that as long as we..."
Seeing this, Lu Zhengping quickly covered her mouth without saying a word of rebuttal, and tacitly agreed to the Second Prince's decision for Lu Wanru.
Since my daughter is already useless, I should let her make use of her remaining energy and maximize the benefits.
Chen Mei'e saw his determination and collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face. "My daughter, why are you so miserable? You can't even rest in peace after death!"
Yan Wanwan stood in the distance and watched this farce with amusement. The coffin over there was almost burned, and even if the person inside was alive, he would have been burned to death. So it was time for her to perform.
She moved her fingers slightly, and instantly green light and shadow floated out from her fingertips, and countless flames suddenly burned behind the tombstone in the distance.
“God is clearly responsive!”