Revenge Of The Sixth Young Lady Chapter 13 A Startled Horse And A Carriage Crashed Into The River

That was quite an unexpected request. Although the object Wei Yuewu wanted was only a small emblem, it represented special meaning. For a person who had not yet arrived in the capital, it was almost impossible to fulfil this request. But Wei Yuewu believed Yan Huaijing must have a way. Such a request was just a piece of cake to the future lord of Yan State whom even the emperor would have to deal with meticulously...

The carriages began to move slowly again. The snow-white horses were galloping in a uniform manner. People were attracted to look back at them before they had reached the gate of the city. The pedestrians could judge from the general appearance of the procession that the pa.s.sengers inside must not be ordinary people, though they did not know exactly who were sitting in the carriages. It was simply impossible not to catch people's attention.

The carriages were separated at the gate when they entered the city. The broad and magnificent carriage headed for the main road in the city, while the one falling behind and another small one loaded with sundries moved towards a branch road in another direction. A short while ago the coachman had stopped to ask the way. That was the direction to the mansion of Marquis Hua Yang.

In the capital, the mansion of the Duke of Yan and that of Marquis Hua Yang were in opposite directions.

Yan Huaijing's carriage moved slowly forward. Inside the carriage, Yan Huaijing leaned against the soft couch beside him in an idle and leisurely manner. The ring he received from Wei Yuewu was hanging on his slender finger. He tossed the ring; it turned gracefully twice before falling back into his palm.

His long eyelashes slightly drooped as he focused his eyes on the ring. A thoughtful smile appeared around his beautiful lips.

He had not expected that this daughter of Marquis Hua Yang would be so smart; besides, she was able to size up the situation and had much courage.

How come was she rumored to be plain-looking and lacking talent? In fact, considering her boldness, her graceful bearing and indeed her delicate face, he really looked forward to seeing her performance as the drama unfolded.

The mansion of Marquis Hua Yang in the capital was simply too tranquil!

However, the presence of Wei Yuewu might change how things worked there, which could be more beneficial to his own schemes...

A servant near Yan Huaijing stole a glance at his smiling face that looked so gentle and harmless. He then quickly lowered his head and secretly felt a quiver out of fear. Was His Highness interested in that girl? He was really worried about that young lady from the mansion of Marquis Hua Yang. At such a young age, it was really a pity for her to be targeted by His Highness, who had a gentle appearance on the surface but a black heart inside!

Wei Yuewu's carriage had just made a turn at the crossing with half of its body on the forked road when a galloping carriage rushed straight to it from the opposite side. It seemed that the horse of the approaching carriage got startled. The coachman was tugging at the reins desperately as he shouted: "The horse is startled, get out of the way, get out of the way!"

All pa.s.sers-by looked panicked and ran sidewards, but Wei Yuewu's carriage was unable to dodge because it was making a turn.

A deafening sound was heard when the galloping carriage crashed into Wei Yuewu's carriage. Whereas the former came to a stop after das.h.i.+ng a few steps forwards. The shaft wood of Wei Yuewu's carriage was completely broken. The horse neighed as it lifted its front legs high, tilting the whole carriage almost vertical.

This street was near a river. At one side of the street, there was a wide river.

The horse galloped violently for a while and broke free from the disconnected shaft. Although the coachman jumped out of the carriage with agility, he only had time to pull the startled horse. The tilted carriage, however, without the strength that pulled it forward, immediately fell backward into the river...

All the people in the road stopped and cried in fear involuntarily as they watched the carriage falling into the river.

The heavy body of the carriage, with the wheels and four corners of its roof covered in iron, immediately began to sink fast. After the roof was submerged, the water swirled and rolled down. Needless to say, people in the carriage would definitely die!

All this happened so fast that the carriage completely disappeared in the river before many people were able to scream out.

The crowd were stunned as they stood there watching a small accident ended up in a b.l.o.o.d.y incident of crash and death!

Only the small carriage that followed behind stopped with full composure.

As she pulled open a crack silently from the curtain, Wei Yuewu glanced over the crowd and looked at the swirling vortex in the river. Her eyes became cold instantly. She moved her eyes and noticed a woman in the crowd was watching the scene with a smile on her face. The clothes the woman wore were clearly the same as those of those old women who had gone to pick her up.

The woman was from the mansion of Marquis Hua Yang...

Seeing the vortex in the river, the coachman who had caused the accident showed a flash of complacence in his eyes. After secretly giving a wink at the woman from the mansion of Marquis Hua Yang, he lifted the whip in his hand skillfully and was about to drive his own carriage away from the scene.

Once he left the street, got off the carriage and changed his clothes, even if people realized what had happened later, who could say that he was the perpetrator? Given his ident.i.ty, nothing could ever happen to him as long as he was not caught on the spot.

However, it was only his wishful thinking. The coachman was just about to leave when he found that his horsewhip was grabbed by someone. He turned back and was pulled off the carriage before he was able to find out who was pulling his horsewhip.

The moment he fell hard to the ground, he was punched heavily on the back of his head...