Chapter 289 No Need to Sacrifice Other People’s Lives

"Miss! Miss! What's wrong with you?!"

Seeing Pei Ya like this, Honghou turned pale with fright, as if he could feel the same thing.

"My heart... hurts so much..."

As Pei Ya spoke, blood flowed down the corners of her mouth.

When Hong Hou heard this, his expression changed, he took out the jade slip and sent a message to Sui Yan.

[Miss is in danger, prepare a bath! 】

After sending this, she collected the jade slip, picked up Pei Ya and walked towards Pei's house.

They were only halfway through when they met Suiyan who was coming towards them.

"What's going on?" He looked at Pei Ya, who was lying in Honghou's arms, and was a little anxious.

Konghou shook his head, hugged his young lady, and didn't stop at all. He just asked, "Are you ready for the bath?"

"Well, it's ready."

"Let's go back first."

They went to the bathhouse all the way, Suiyan stopped outside the bathhouse, and Konghou walked into the steamy bathhouse holding Pei Ya in his arms. The thick green pool seemed to be boiling, and bubbles appeared one after another.

She removed Pei Ya's obstructive clothes and put her into the bath.

Under the influence of Ling Zhi, her face turned abnormally bright red.

His beautiful brows were also tightly knitted in pain.

Konghou was standing on the shore, guarding her young lady. The message slip in her hand was a message sent to her master, but she waited for a long time without reply.

Konghou watched the young lady's lips turn white and the bright red blood trickling down the corners of her lips, but there was nothing she could do.

She walked out of the bathtub. When Sui Yan saw her coming out, he quickly stepped forward and asked, "How's it going? Is Miss okay?"

Honghou shook his head, "It's not very good. This time it's more serious than before."

After saying this, she raised her eyes and looked at Suiyan in front of her, her expression more solemn than ever before, "Suiyan, can you contact me? Is he really in seclusion?"

Suiyan opened his mouth and found that he couldn't say anything about the master's whereabouts.

Yes, even if he has been the master's attendant for three hundred years, he still cannot gain his trust.

Honghou understood as soon as he saw his expression.

She pursed her lips and closed her eyes, pondered for a long time, and then said: "We can only use the last resort. Go down and prepare."

At this moment, their identities seemed to be reversed.

Honghou is no longer the submissive little maid, and Suiyan is no longer the manager of the entire Pei Mansion.

"Yes." Suiyan agreed without saying a word.

Everything in the Pei Mansion is for the young lady. If something happens to the young lady, all of them will have to be buried with her.

This was the restriction imposed on them by the master himself, and their lives were tied to the young lady's.

Honghou looked at Suiyan's leaving figure and suddenly thought of their new uncle.

They've been back for so long, why haven't they seen him come yet?

Thinking of this, her expression suddenly became even worse, and she casually called a little maid and asked her to look for it.

But she didn't expect that after searching around, the little maid came over and told her that her uncle was missing.

"Gone?! Go to the door and ask the guard if you have seen my uncle going out." Honghou's face turned completely cold.

The little maid lowered her head and clasped her hands together, "Sister Honghou, I asked, and the guard said that he didn't see my uncle going out."

Honghou frowned and thought for a moment, then looked at her again, "Where's the practice room? Have you ever looked for it?"

"I've looked for him in all the places my uncle often goes, but he's nowhere to be found."

Konghou stamped his foot angrily, "It's really strange. Our Pei Mansion is so big, how could he disappear out of thin air?"

"I'll go down and look for it."

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Hong Hou dismissed the maid and returned to the bath. He saw that the bellyband on his young lady's body was stained with blood. When he thought of his missing uncle, he immediately became even more angry.

"Miss, Miss, why did you agree in the first place? Then Qin Hao is completely unreliable. Just when something happened to you, he disappeared..."

Honghou squatted on the edge of the pool and muttered.

Pei Ya's head was hanging on the pillow on the shore, her black hair scattered in all directions. At this time, she was like a glazed doll that could be broken into pieces at any time.

After an unknown amount of time, the maid outside the door came in and said, "Sister Honghou, Lord Suiyan said everything is ready. Look..."

Konghou's thoughts gradually returned. She stood up with her hands on her knees and said to the maid behind her: "Help me put on the clothes for the young lady."

"yes."

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When Pei Ya opened her eyes, she found that she was not in her boudoir.

The room was covered with runes, from the floor to the walls to the ceiling.

She has been to this room before...

Pei Ya struggled to sit up. Kong Hou saw this and immediately came over to support her, "Miss! Are you awake?!"

The joy in her voice was undisguised, Pei Ya hummed, and her pupils gradually became darker.

After a long time, her dark eyes closed.

I heard her sigh and say, "Honghou, no need."

Honghou was stunned and asked her, "Miss, what do you mean?"

Pei Ya gave up her strength and let herself lean into Kong Hou's arms.

"My destiny should be this way. I don't have to take other people's lives to fill it."

She all knew that her mother died young and she was born with deficiencies that meant she would never live to be thirty.

That year, she had been living in a hazy state, sleeping twelve hours a day for more than ten hours.

She knew she was dying, but her father seemed even busier. She counted on her fingers and realized that she hadn't seen him for almost half a month.

Finally, one day, she opened her heavy eyelids and saw her father sitting beside her bed.

"Dad."

She clearly remembered that her father looked better than ever that day, as if all the fatigue of the past few days had been swept away.

His eyes were as bright as the evening stars in the sky, and she heard his soft voice ringing in her ears, "Ya'er, you are saved, you don't have to die... Everything comes without any effort..."

As he spoke, his eyes became wet. This was the first time she had seen her powerful father cry in all these years.

She was also happy in her heart. If there was no other way, who would be willing to die?

But she never dreamed that her father's so-called way to save her was to replace her heart.

She survived, and her father said that with this heart, she could live to at least 200 years old.

She had been trapped in the mansion since she was young, and her mind was simple. She could not accept that another person's life was exchanged for hers.

Her father told her that the person who gave her the heart had a high level of cultivation and would not die without the heart.

When she heard this, the invisible shackles that trapped her body seemed to be suddenly opened.

It was not until a long time later that she learned that things were not that simple at all.

That day she lay in the room full of runes. The red flowing in those runes was the blood of many ordinary monks, their vitality.