ushernet Chapter 2006 - 180: One Month, Silver City
Chapter 2006 - 180: One Month, Silver City
After pondering for a while, Yixuan arranged the meal and knocked on Shu Yu and Yue Ning’s room doors one by one, then went to his wife’s room.
However, he knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response.
Suddenly, he pushed the door open forcefully, only to see the bedding was in disarray, but the room was empty.
The person was actually gone!
Yixuan’s face immediately turned gloomy; he had a bad feeling. However, there was no time to think much, as a person wearing a Silver Mask suddenly hurried toward Yixuan, "Master, this is bad!"
Yixuan looked at the person with a calm expression.
The person looked ashamed, "Around dawn, all of us... were knocked out."
"What did you say?"
Yixuan was enraged and immediately ordered a city-wide search for his wife’s whereabouts.
However, this search lasted over a month.
During this time, there were no clues; his wife seemed to have vanished into thin air until one day when Yixuan discovered a Witchcraft Doll, with a strand of hair, his wife’s hair, on it.
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One month later.
...
In another place far from Dongcui City.
This place is called Silver City, and within it lies Wind & Moon Street, which is essentially a pleasure district.
At the forefront of this street stands an ancient-style pavilion named Shangcui Tower.
The name Shangcui Tower sounds like a jade shop, but actually, it deals in fleshly business.
...
Today, early in the morning, Shangcui Tower was bustling with commotion both inside and out.
The incident stemmed from a prostitute hanging herself.
It’s said that this prostitute was a Qingwan’er who had long been enamored with someone but was violated yesterday in the late night hours.
Feeling ashamed toward her beloved, unwilling to continue living, she hung a three-feet white silk from the beam, and by the time she was discovered, she had been dead for some time.
The young girl groaned softly and slowly awoke.
She felt her head was about to explode; without opening her eyes, she heard people chattering, the room was crowded with people inside and outside.
Dazedly opening her eyes, she held her head and groaned.
Her temples felt like needles, and her vision was somewhat blurry.
"What’s going on?" she muttered confusedly, trying hard to recall, but could only remember scattered fragments.
She tried to recall again.
"Why am I here? I feel like I shouldn’t be here."
"Dong Huiying."
Suddenly, she remembered her name, "Is my name Dong Huiying?"
Continuing to try to recall, but her memory seemed blocked, no matter what, she couldn’t remember.
Instead, a face began to become clear in her mind.
It was a man, dressed in white, with a menacing black Jade Pendant hanging from his waist.
Who is this man?
She frowned.
Her memory seemed to have malfunctioned; she knew nothing about anything else, only the image of a man was clear in her mind.
Surname Xiao.
That man was called Xiao Qinghe?
He seemed to have once called her Baobao; she recalled snowy weather, the man with Ten Miles of Red Makeup, marrying into Palace City.
And at that time, she seemed very sad?
Since the other was already married, apparently uninterested in her, then why get sentimental? Truly can’t understand where the sadness came from.
Moreover, the most important thing.
What on earth is all this?
...
Dong Huiying sat up from the bed and saw two broken hairs on the bed, which fell from her own head. Not knowing what kind of feeling prompted her, she instinctively picked up the fallen hair and carefully kept it.