Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

In the bridal chamber hung with red silk, Hua Cijing sat quietly on the edge of the bed. Although she felt nervous, she just clutched the hem of her skirt tightly.

The noisy and bustling sounds outside formed a sharp contrast with the quiet bridal chamber. Hua Cijing's personal maids Jingui and Dangui were guarding the door. They had been waiting for the groom for a long time and couldn't help feeling dissatisfied.

Dan Gui stretched her head to look at the people coming and going outside, but no one was coming to the bridal chamber. She pouted and said, "What's going on? How long have you been waiting, young lady? It's time for you to get married, right?"

After all, Jin Gui was older and more stable. She patted Dan Gui's hand in a comforting tone and said, "Keep your voice down. Don't disturb the young lady. It's almost time."

"But the sky..." Dangui couldn't bear to continue the rest of the words. It was still dusk when she started to enter the palace, and now it was pitch dark.

Jingui understood Dangui's meaning and looked up at the sky thoughtfully, fearing that the auspicious time had already passed.

She and Dangui wanted to go to the main courtyard to find out what was going on, but they were stopped at the gate and told that Prince Xiang would be here soon.

She thought so too. Her daughter was married to be the Princess of Xiang, and the palace did not dare to neglect her. Moreover, her daughter was the legitimate daughter of the General Zhenguo's Mansion, her father and brother were both in the court, and her aunt was the emperor's empress. Although she had passed away, the son she left behind was the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace.

The palace was decorated with lights and colorful lanterns everywhere, and the entire courtyard was filled with red lanterns, which was very festive.

A wind blew, and the candlelight in the lantern flickered and almost went out.

"The wind is picking up. Let's go in and keep the young lady company."

Jingui pulled Dangui, and the two of them opened the door and entered the house.

The master and his two servants were talking beside the bed when they suddenly heard a soft thump from the rear window, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.

Dan Gui stood up and said, "I'll go take a look."

As Dangui walked towards the back window, Hua Cijing and Jingui also stopped talking and waited for Dangui to come back.

But after a moment, Dangui ran back from the back window, her face full of panic and surprise.

"There's a dead man lying on the ground under the window!"

Both of them were shocked after hearing this. How could a dead person appear in the bridal chamber on such a happy day?

Hua Cijing recalled the sound just now, and after a little thought he understood that there might be something fishy about this matter.

Before she had time to think carefully about how to deal with the corpse, Hua Cijing's nostrils twitched slightly, as if she smelled a burnt smell.

I stood up to check, but I felt dizzy and it seemed as if the strength in my hands and feet was drained away.

After taking a look at the wedding dress that was both restrictive and gorgeous, Hua Cijing pulled Jingui and Dangui aside and said, "Don't tell anyone about this. Go find my father and brother and report what happened here. I have my doubts... That's all. Go quickly."

Jingui held Hua Cijing's hand and said, "Just let Dangui go. I will stay here with the young lady."

Hua Cijing put Jingui and Dangui's hands together and said, "Dangui might get lost in such a big palace. It would be better for you two sisters to go together so that you can take care of each other."

Before the two of them could refute, Hua Cijing opened the door and pushed them out, and then the door was closed again.

Jingui and Dangui knew that this matter was not something they could handle, so they followed the young lady's instructions and immediately ran out to find the general and the major general.

Hua Cijing walked to the rear window with great effort, and with the flickering candlelight he could see the body lying on the ground. It was a young man with a pale face and stiff hands and feet, and it seemed that he had been dead for some time.

But that handsome face seemed vaguely familiar to her.

A thought flashed through Hua Cijing's mind. Oh yes, she had met this person once before, and she had once given him a book as a gift. How could a poor scholar die in the new house in the palace?

And if he died here, I wonder what kind of rumors would be caused.

Hua Cijing was not stupid, but she couldn't figure out the crux of the matter for a while.

A fire snake suddenly started from a corner of the bridal chamber. Because of the large amount of red silk and lit candles in the bridal chamber, the fire spread quickly.

The thick smoke choked Hua Cijing and she kept coughing. She tried to find a place to hide or escape, but the fire was already blazing through the door and window, and she had nowhere to escape.

The greasy feeling on her hand when she opened the door just now made her realize that the fire and even the death were premeditated, otherwise it would be impossible to coat the door and windows with kerosene.

Fortunately, all her maids ran away, but she was afraid that she would become a ghost in Prince Xiang's mansion.

But, why?

She struggled to get up from the ground and slowly walked towards the door. The flames started from the hem of her wedding dress and spread all over her body.

The fire snake licked her skin, it hurt, very much. The burning pain made her feel great despair and sadness in her heart, but when she saw the man standing outside the door, who was also wearing a bright red wedding dress, she understood.

The door was broken by the fire, and the crumbling beams and the collapse from the inside out made it impossible for anyone to rush in to save her.

Even if they could be saved, no one would save them.

Hua Cijing moved her lips and silently uttered the name of the man outside the door, her husband.

Shen Zhaoyan.

Shen Zhaoyan watched the fire coldly. Through the firelight, he seemed to see the woman in red who was burned by the fire.

He clenched his fists, and the remaining compassion in his eyes disappeared.

Don't blame him. If you want to blame someone, blame her for being born into the wrong family and marrying the wrong person.

Once the fire was discovered, it was a raging fire. When Jingui and Dangui arrived with their generals and major generals, only a pile of broken walls and billowing smoke were left.

"Miss!"

Jin Gui lowered her head and was about to rush in, but Hua Cishu pulled her back, "I'll go!"

A dark corpse with a faint human shape was brought out in Hua Ci Shu's arms. The beautiful face was no longer visible, and the tattered clothes on her body were stuck to the corpse. The emerald green bracelet on her wrist was also covered with a layer of black mist.

Hua Yingchuang's tall body trembled and he almost fell down. Jingui and Dangui fell over the corpse and cried loudly.

On the fifth day of the eleventh month of the twenty-first year of the Tianqing reign, Princess Xiang died in a fire on her wedding day.