The 17th Return to Peach Blossom House

  Mu Xiaojuan was pushed by Song Lingyu and retreated several steps, heavily colliding with the already charred bed before bouncing back. The blood on his palm splattered onto his face due to Mu Xiaojuan's movements. At the same time, he quietly opened the gap between his fingers with a dagger, and the blood flowed down along the gap, as if the blood in his heart was gushing out.

  Song Lingyu smiled slightly, and with that, Song Yishan should have believed eight or nine parts of it. "Ah!" Song Lingyu let out a sharp cry, then continuously backed away, her hands stained with some blood from just holding Mu Shaochen's hand. She looked like she had killed someone and couldn't bear the shock for a while.

  Song Yishan waited for the insider to open the door, and as soon as he saw the house on fire, he thought it was bad and rushed over. He didn't expect to see such a scene. Song Yishan took a step forward, grabbed Song Lingyu's shoulder. Song Lingyu trembled slightly, turned his head in shock, looked at Song Yishan, then grabbed Song Yishan's collar, repeating: "I killed someone, I killed someone..."

  Song Yishan was caught by Song Lingyu and couldn't move forward. He turned his head to look at Mu Xiaojuan, who had just been blocked by Song Lingyu, and her hair covered her face, so he hadn't seen her clearly. Now, Mu Xiaojuan was lying on the ground, her hair messy and covering her face.

  Song Yishan wanted to move forward, but was tightly grasped by Song Lingyu. Song Yishan furrowed his brow, unable to move any further. Song Lingyu lifted her head and looked at Song Yishan, saying: "Yishan, what should I do? I've killed someone!"

  "It doesn't matter, you killed a bandit, it's a great achievement!"

  Song Lingyu stared blankly at him and asked softly: "Really?"

  Song Yishan nodded heavily: "Yes." Then he took a glance at Mu Xiaojuan, and turned his head to comfort Song Lingyu: "I'll go take a look if he's really dead, I'll bring you back home in a while."

  Song Lingyu looked at Song Yishan with a bewildered expression, but if one looked closely, they would find that Song Lingyu was not looking at Song Yishan, but rather at the horizontal beam on the roof behind him. After a long while, Song Lingyu slowly let go of his hand: "Alright, I'll wait for you to take me home."

  Song Yishan nodded and took two steps forward when the horizontal beam on the roof came crashing down, covered in flames.

  A sly glint flashed across Song Lingyu's eyes, but it quickly disappeared. She walked to the edge of Song Yishan and grabbed his sleeve with both hands: "Yishan, don't go over! You'll get burned to death!"

  Song Yishan looked at Song Lingyu in a panic, then looked at Mu Xiaojuan on the other side who was blocked by the beam and didn't move. In the end, he nodded: "Let's go."

  Song Yishan took Song Lingyu outside, and Song Lingyu looked at everything outside. The lanterns that were originally prepared for the Lantern Festival had been burned down to only a frame, the bodies of the mountain bandits lay scattered on the ground, and a large pool of red blood flowed out, staining Song Lingyu's embroidered shoes.

  It's just like this, exactly the same as in her memories. At this moment, Song Lingyu doubted for the first time whether she would repeat the mistakes of her past life.

  The big fire continued to spread to the edge, and the courtiers retreated to the outside for safety, but the fire was getting bigger and bigger. The crowd had no choice but to fetch water from the small stream on the edge to put out the fire.

  Song Lingyu was arranged to return to the Prime Minister's mansion first, after all, there was nothing left for her here. Song Lingyu returned to the Prime Minister's mansion and was taken directly back to her own courtyard, where servant girls Zilan and Hui Zhen rushed out anxiously.