Chapter 9 — The Poinsettia's Husband and Wife's Oath Under the Moon That Year

It was just that To Mac Ngon's eyes occasionally glanced over the crowd, seemingly looking for something, a restlessness that was hard to hide between his eyebrows. The auspicious time to worship was near, but the Co family still did not see a single person appear.

“Is this Gu really not bothering to save face anymore?” Some people lowered their voices and talked.

"I heard that Miss Co is still bedridden after a miscarriage, I'm afraid she won't be able to come..."

“Tsk tsk… that's really pitiful.”

Those words entered To Mac Ngon's ears, making To Mac Ngon's heart even more confused. He was about to send his subordinates to the Co family to urge him again, when suddenly he saw a commotion outside the palace. A young man from the Co family, his face turned pale, he fell while running, rolled and rushed straight into the wedding hall. His voice trembled, mournful to the point of being deafening, momentarily drowning out all noise:

“Master, it's not done!”

“Quan Tinh Cac is on fire!”

“Eldest Miss and Madam… you… you are still inside!”

The whole wedding hall immediately fell into dead silence. All smiles froze on the guests' faces. The wine cup in To Mac Ngon's hand fell to the ground, breaking into pieces. He rushed forward, one hand grabbed the petty private's collar, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared angrily:

“Don't you dare talk nonsense!”

"Today is my great day, who allows you to be here and curse the master and mother?"

“I see you really don't want to live anymore!”

To Mac Ngon's shouting had not yet ended, someone screamed in horror and pointed tremblingly towards the Co Palace. I only saw black smoke billowing from that direction, red flames illuminating half of the night sky. Such ferocious fire was definitely not an ordinary fire. To Mac Ngon's whole body shook violently, his heart felt like someone was squeezing it fiercely, and in an instant his face turned pale, without any blood left. He violently pushed the little man aside, like a crazy person, not caring about anything, rushed straight out of the wedding hall, running madly towards the Co Palace. The wedding, the guests, the relationship, the future... Everything in that moment was thrown to the back of his mind. In his mind at this moment, only the cold and desperate eyes that Uyen Uyen had last looked at him remained. Along with that was the appearance of her smiling and speaking gently in the past. Those two images overlapped each other, mixed with the sky-high firelight, almost driving him crazy.

“Yuan Uyen… Uyen Uyen!”

He ran in panic, his steps wobbling. The mandarin was tilted to one side, his crimson uniform was torn by a tree branch along the roadside, his appearance was miserable. In his mouth, from beginning to end, he kept calling her name. When To Mac Ngon finally rushed to the front gate of the Co Palace, the sea of fire before his eyes and waves of heat rushed in, almost suffocating him. Quan Tinh Cac was completely submerged in a sea of fire. The sound of wooden beams collapsing echoed continuously, so harsh that it was terrifying.

“No—Yuan Uyen!”

To Mac Ngon screamed miserably like a wounded wild animal, his eyes were bloodshot, regardless of everything he rushed straight towards the sea of fire.

"Let me in! Save Uyen Uyen! Quickly put out the fire!"

His family and subordinates risked their lives to hold on to him.

"Master! That's not possible!"

“The fire is this big, going in there is only death!”

“Let me go!”

"Yuan Uyen is still in there! My Uyen Uyen is still in there!"

To Mac Ngon was completely crazy frantically, desperately struggling. Tears and sweat mixed, flowing down his face, distorted by despair. Co Hoai Vien stood in front of the sea of fire, his eyes also red. He looked at the scene before him in disbelief. Just took Princess Van An to the manor to recuperate for a few days, why when he returned, his Uyen Thanh was buried in a sea of fire? An unprecedented panic rose in his heart.

“Uyen Thanh!”

“Quickly go save my Uyen Thanh!”

He, like To Mac Ngon, lost all reason and rushed towards the sea of fire. The subordinates had to use all their strength to stop the two people. The fire burned continuously all night long, until dawn before gradually dying out. Quan Tinh Cac used to be exquisite and splendid, now only blackened walls and ruined wooden beams remain, green smoke lingers, and the scene is desolate and desolate. To Mac Ngon knelt before the ruins. His clothes were torn, his face was covered in ash, his eyes were empty and lifeless, as if all his soul had been drained. Co Hoai Vien shouted in a hoarse voice, almost screaming in the midst of a sea of extinguished flames:

“Go find it… quickly go find it for me!”

“In life, you must see people, in death... in death, you must see bodies.”