mesbooks Chapter 30 Arriving at the Su Residence
Chapter 30 Arriving at the Su Residence
Even after being missing for so long, Murong Yi's greatest concern and worry was still for Su Wan'er. He feared that she would be worried about his long absence, and even more so that she would be heartbroken when she searched everywhere for him but could not find him.
At this moment, he was extremely anxious, galloping wildly on his horse towards the Su residence. The dust he kicked up behind him seemed to reflect his impatient state of mind. His eyes revealed determination and deep affection, hoping to arrive quickly and see his beloved as soon as possible, so that he could hold her tightly in his arms and use his warmth to dispel the unease and longing in her heart.
The street scenes along the way flashed by like fleeting shadows, but he paid no attention to them. Su Wan'er's gentle and charming face kept appearing in his mind. Her every smile and gesture was like a key, unlocking the softest corner of his heart.
Murong Yi galloped all the way and finally arrived at the gate of the Su residence. He dismounted and his clothes fluttered in the wind. Before he could even straighten himself, he hurriedly walked into the residence.
When the servants of the Su family saw that it was the Ninth Prince who had rushed over in such a hurry, they quickly stopped what they were doing and knelt down to pay their respects.
Murong Yi raised his hand slightly to signal everyone to stand up, his eyes anxiously searching for familiar figures in the crowd. He then walked straight to the steward, his voice trembling with a hint of urgency: "No need for formalities. How is Wan'er these days? Has she been overly distressed because she misses me?" His eyes were full of worry and heartache.
Upon seeing this, the steward quickly bowed and replied, "Your Highness, Miss... Alas, ever since she learned that Your Highness had encountered danger on your journey, Miss has been worried day and night, unable to eat or drink, and often secretly sheds tears."
Upon hearing this, Murong Yi frowned, a sharp pain shooting through his heart. He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, yet he felt no pain, his mind solely focused on seeing Su Wan'er as soon as possible. Without a word, he rushed inside, striding towards Su Wan'er's direction.
Murong Yi rushed into Su Wan'er's room with great anxiety, only to find the room empty except for Su Wan'er's maid, Huan'er, who stood quietly to the side.
A flicker of panic crossed his eyes as he asked urgently, "Where is your young lady? Where is she?"
Huan'er was startled by his sudden action and answered with a slight tremor, "Your Highness, Miss has gone to the backyard." Before Huan'er could finish speaking, Murong Yi rushed out like an arrow and ran wildly towards the backyard.
At this moment, Su Wan'er sat alone on a bench in the backyard. The surrounding blooming flowers now seemed like a glaring glare to her. Her eyes were empty and filled with despair, staring blankly ahead as if her soul had left her body. It felt as if countless fine needles were piercing her heart, the pain spreading throughout her body. Su Yao'er's words were like a poisoned blade, tearing at her heartstrings, each recollection bringing a piercing agony.
She knew the depth of her feelings for Murong Yi; she had already given him her whole heart. But now, hearing about his affair with Lin Qianqian, fear overwhelmed her like a tidal wave. She was afraid that Murong Yi would truly abandon her, afraid that all their sweet vows would vanish like bubbles. Her hands unconsciously gripped the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning white, her lips trembling slightly, yet she didn't even have the strength to cry.
"Your Highness, why are you treating me like this? Does everything we've done before mean nothing?" she cried out silently in her heart, her voice filled with helplessness and sorrow. She seemed to be swallowed by dark despair, alone in this corner of the backyard, savoring the bitterness of shattered love.
Murong Yi rushed to the backyard and immediately saw Su Wan'er's haggard and thin figure leaning against the railing. At that moment, his heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and a wave of pain washed over him. The gentle figure that he had once sketched countless times in his mind was now so thin and frail, filled with loneliness and desolation. His eyes were filled with tenderness and self-reproach.
He approached slowly, walking towards her step by step, his steps extremely light and slow, afraid of disturbing her, who was immersed in grief. With each step, his guilt grew stronger. He knew that his long separation had caused her immense suffering and torment, and he only wanted to immediately embrace her, to give her warmth and comfort with his embrace, and to make up for the pain and grievances she had endured these past days.