Chapter 705 - 431: Unexpected! Mother and Daughter Jump into the Well!

Chapter 705: Chapter 431: Unexpected! Mother and Daughter Jump into the Well!

"General, something terrible has happened!"

The adjutant stumbled into the hall, followed by the Feng Shui Master whose face was ashen, and a middle-aged man trembling like a leaf.

"Seventh Concubine and Miss Qing... they... they’re both dead!"

Lu Xuan’s eyes narrowed. Speaking of Cao Cao, and there he was.

These so-called Seventeenth Concubine and Miss Qing, weren’t they the wife and daughter of the Chen Family’s owner forcibly taken by the original host?

The adjutant stammered, "They, they jumped into the well... while we were at General’s Mountain, they sent away the overseeing maid, and both... both jumped into the well."

Beside them, Steward Wu was shaking too much to speak, so the Feng Shui Master hurriedly chimed in:

"Steward Wu thought the General was tired upon returning from General Mountain, so he went to invite the Seventeenth Concubine and Miss Qing to attend to you, but found the room empty... finally, by the old well in the backyard, he discovered this..."

The Feng Shui Master shakily presented a torn piece of cloth, on which a few lines were scrawled in blood.

Steward Wu then regained his voice, and began banging his head on the ground, wailing, "Spare me, General! I really didn’t know, they did this to themselves..."

Lu Xuan took the bloodstained cloth, looking at the dripping words on it.

"Beast, I won’t spare you even as a ghost!"

The line on the blood letter was scrawled frantically, as if the curse of the writer just before death could still be heard.

Lu Xuan’s expression remained unchanged as he put the blood letter away, his gaze scanning over Steward Wu who was knocking his head on the ground continuously.

This man looked to be in his early forties, somewhat sharp-looking.

"Lead the way, let’s have a look."

Lu Xuan was not the kind of mindless warlord the original host was, who thought only with guns. He wouldn’t believe anyone’s word at face value.

This mother and daughter jumping into the well at the same time? It was truly strange.

Parents in this world, even if a mother chose to commit suicide to escape humiliation, would she really drag her young daughter along to the afterlife?

Even if she missed her deceased husband, she would hope for her daughter’s well-being.

Entering the East Courtyard, all the servants and maids along the way were pale-faced, not daring to breathe as they saw Lu Xuan’s figure from afar.

"Greetings, General!", rang the voices of salutes one after another.

The gruesome scene of Mr. Chen and the three young masters being gunned down a few days ago was still vivid in their memories.

Now that such misfortune had occurred in the mansion, no one knew if this god of death would vent his anger on the servants.

In this chaotic world, for warlords to kill a few people was easier than squashing ants.

Lu Xuan ignored the kneeling people along the way, walking straight toward the backyard.

The gate was wide open, and as soon as he stepped inside, he heard a chorus of stifled sobbing.

Several maidservants were kneeling by the well, crying and shaking, and when they saw Lu Xuan enter, they were too frightened even to make a sound.

Lu Xuan was indifferent to it all, walking straight to the old well, his military boots unhesitatingly stepping onto the edge of the well, leaning over to look down—

In the deep well water, two bodies of women in skirts drifted with the waves.

They were floating face down in the water, their long hair spread out like water plants, and their exposed necks and arms were deathly pale, the kind of lifeless white.

"Get them out."

As soon as he said the three words, the adjutant and Feng Shui Master simultaneously took half a step back, putting Steward Wu in the forefront.

Retrieving bodies from a well was something these "respectable" people naturally avoided if they could.

Even the soldiers standing guard with guns turned their faces away.

Steward Wu stood alone, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, looking pleadingly at the adjutant, only to receive a warning glare.

"What?" Lu Xuan’s voice was emotionless, "Do you want the General to pull them out himself?"

"You, get down there."

As Lu Xuan casually pointed to Steward Wu, the adjutant immediately understood—this was the perfect opportunity to show loyalty.

"Steward Wu, why are you still standing there?" The adjutant kicked the back of his leg, "Didn’t you hear the General’s orders? Quickly get down there and pull the Seventeenth Concubine and Miss Qing out!"

He naturally had no sympathy for the downfallen steward.

This old chap was originally the steward of the Chen Family, and when his former masters fell, he hurriedly switched sides, selling out the Chen Family’s secrets completely.

This kind of toadying traitor was worth less than a dog in the adjutant’s eyes.

Steward Wu stumbled forward, his face pale as paper, and he looked at the deep mouth of the well, his legs shaking uncontrollably.

"Hesitate any longer and I’ll toss you in directly!" the adjutant shouted fiercely, as a few soldiers immediately raised their guns threateningly.

Seeing Steward Wu be assigned this grim task, the adjutant and soldiers became even more spirited, each displaying extra zeal in their demeanor.

"Quick! Tie the rope tight!"

"You, bring a wooden board over here!"

"Move swiftly!"

Amidst the shouts, everyone bustled about, yet maintained a cautious distance from the old well.

"Better them than me" was a truth most practical in such chaotic times.

Since someone else was taking on the dirty work, they were more than happy to cheer from the sideline.

Several soldiers even moved forward to hold Steward Wu down, tying ropes around his waist with clumsy hands.

Finally, Steward Wu stepped shakily into the water-drawing bucket, gripping the coarse hemp rope tightly with both hands, slowly descending into the well under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

The well walls were slick and cold, and the light dimmed as he went lower.

When his eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, the two floating corpses of women came into clear view.

Their soaked garments clung tightly to their bodies, accentuating their still graceful curves.

A complex emotion briefly flickered in Steward Wu’s eyes, originally filled with fear.

The process was unexpectedly smooth.

Before long, the two female corpses from the well were laid flat on the blue stone slab beside the well.