Chapter 1329: If She Cannot Be Held Back, Then Let Me Chase the Light
Jiang Ying’s soul soon disappeared into the night.
Bai Zhi’er looked up, tears streaming down.
"Sister Jiang Ying... sob..." She choked with sobs.
Jiang Ying’s words still echoed in her ears—
"If I cannot stay, just consider it as me chasing the light."
Bai Zhi’er wept in distress, and at this moment, a rustling sound came from the coffin.
"Princess... why are you here?" Jiang Mian’s hoarse voice sat up.
She held her forehead, just returned to her body, and was still a bit unaccustomed.
Bai Zhi’er hurriedly wiped away her tears and helped Jiang Mian up.
"Sister Jiang Mian, are you still feeling unwell?"
Jiang Mian gently shook her head: "Just dizzy, but, how am I here?"
She barely recalled, and her expression suddenly seemed a bit terrified.
"Princess, this place is dangerous, we must leave quickly, Li Zhuangnian indeed came for revenge!"
"We should report to the authorities, by the way... where’s cousin! Is cousin injured?"
In her panic, Jiang Mian turned her head, only to see a familiar face lying in the coffin.
She was taken aback: "Cuicui? Why is Cuicui lying here..."
"No... if Cuicui is here, then... who am I?"
Jiang Mian was utterly confused.
Bai Zhi’er feared that in her agitation, she might do something irrational, so she hurriedly grabbed her hand.
"Sister Jiang Mian, listen to me first, Li Zhuangnian ambushed you last time, actually... you were already brutally murdered by his blade."
Then, Bai Zhi’er described the cause and effect in straightforward language.
Naturally, it also included Jiang Ying’s willingness to sacrifice herself to let Jiang Mian live.
Jiang Mian indeed collapsed, wailing until she fell to the ground.
"Why was sister so foolish!" She wanted to embrace Jiang Ying’s coffin and cry, but Jiang Ying left nothing belonging to her here.
Afterward, Bai Zhi’er took Jiang Mian back to the Jiang Mansion.
When Master and Madam Jiang learned of the matter, naturally, the family of three hugged their heads and cried bitterly.
Madam Jiang kept calling in her mouth: "My daughter..."
Bai Zhi’er really couldn’t bear to watch any longer; she couldn’t stand witnessing such a sorrowful scene.
She turned around, her eyes red, her vision blurred by tears.
However, when she raised her head, she saw Feng Fuce’s figure standing quietly not far away.
He only spread his arms when he saw her looking over.
The meaning was—
Come cry in his arms.
Bai Zhi’er didn’t hesitate, went over, and leaned into Feng Fuce’s embrace.
Her tears fell profusely: "Brother Fu Ce, I couldn’t keep Sister Jiang Ying."
"Why did it happen this way? I should have been vigilant earlier."
"Back when I divined, I saw that she and uncle would be troubled by treachery, but I didn’t expect it to be such an outcome, with no alternatives!"
"What’s the use of being a god, I can’t help them at all!"
Bai Zhi’er’s sobs were muffled; no matter how independent and clear-headed she was normally, whenever she leaned into Feng Fuce’s embrace, she was like that little child wanting to eat an orange, delicate and pitiful.
Feng Fuce’s long, beautiful hand gently rested on her hair.
His slender eyes were heavy: "This is not your fault, within destiny, there is a predetermined course."
"You have done your utmost, everything follows fate."
"If Jiang Ying returns in a thousand years, I can send demons to search and bring her back."
Bai Zhi’er’s sobs were muffled, without refuting.
But she knows, this is easier said than done.
After a soul departs, it can drift anywhere.
Especially a masterless soul like Jiang Ying’s, it’s even hard to see where she went.