"What's the rush? Isn't the second young master back in Huzhou Prefecture? Why are you getting so skittish?" Lady Yun asked.
"The second young master...he met with bandits on the road...unfortunately...unfortunately he...died..." The servant cautiously reported the news, panting for breath.
Upon hearing this, both Lady Yun and Wei Yichen's faces changed dramatically.
"What did you say? The second young master? Dead?" Wei Yichen stepped forward, grabbing the collar of the servant's clothes to question him.
"There's...there's no mistake. It is the second young master. Guard Jing said so himself!"
"Where is Guard Jing?" Wei Yichen asked.
"He's injured. He's in the front yard..."
We Yichen briskly let go of the servant and headed rapidly toward the front yard.
Lady Yun, too, rose urgently and was helped by Cuiping to hasten to the front yard.
In the front yard, Jing Hu was kneeling on the ground, his hair and clothes tattered and dirty.
