47 ChunHuas Visit 1 (2/2)
”Disturb? My very appearance is gracing that good-for-nothing, she should appreciate me for even coming. How am I disturbing her?!” The first voice snapped back.
ChunHua was extremely upset. She was awakened up high in spirits believing she would hear the pleasant news of Hongyue's death. Alternatively, she was delivered a serve warning for harming Hongyue from her father along with the devastating news of the fourth concubine's death. ChunHua couldn't accept it. She remembered her father portrayed affectionately to Hongyue but he never actually outrightly prevented anyone if they attempted to bully her. Hongyue was just given an empty title, so what changed this time?
Fourth Madam was similar to her aunt, someone intelligent and untouchable. Considering the mistress didn't have any children of her own, she always has taken ChunHua as her own. From a young age, the fourth madam created the appearance of a motherly figure for ChunHua. The second miss sensed her heart dropped before anger took over her mind.
A mere useless 'normal' was suddenly gaining favor while her beloved aunt was faced with a tragic end. How could she be willing to believe it? So ChunHua had raced over as promptly as possible to witness it for herself.
ChunHua hurried through the gate door and stopped abruptly, aghast. The blood drained from her face as she took in the horrifying display. Her fingers quivered.
”Miss plea-” Following her, the servant ultimately caught up and halted in shock. The old abandoned courtyard was eerily tranquil with lifeless bloodied corpses sowed throughout the yard.
ChunHua's legs gave out from the fear and she collasped into her servant. Both of them tumbled to the ground. Hearing the noise, Hongyue raised her head and met ChunHua eye to eye.
”Second sister!” Hongyue greeted out in a sing-song rhyme. She got up and sought to hug ChunHua. But how could a spoiled second miss ever let a bloody tainted useless waste touch her?
The second miss came back to her senses and elbowed Hongyue away, ”Get off!”
Hongyue fell to the ground, her body pancaking on top of a corpse. A slight crackle could be heard from the fall as the ribs of the carcass broke under Hongyue's weight, but Hongyue didn't seem to notice. Nevertheless, ChunHua's servant felt dizzy hearing the sound before she suddenly fainted.
Hongyue tipped her head in question, and uncertainty called out, ”Sister?”
ChunHua despised hearing Hongyue's innocent voice, ”Don't call me sister! I'm not the sibling of a worthless trash like you.”