"Xiang Yun—"
The last thing ringing in Juhua's ears was the cracked sound of a shout.
As the horse carriage spun around, she flew out of the carriage, the sound of the cry faded away, leaving only the whooshing wind in her ears, a dazzling blue sky spinning above, Juhua barely had time to gulp two mouthfuls of air before her entire body plunged into the deep river water.
The river was narrow, rugged rocks lining both sides, and the water was filled with reefs. Luckily she didn't fall onto the stones, but even so, as she floated into the water, she felt a dull pain in her chest and back, as if a small mountain was pressing on her.
The autumn river water, even in the afternoon, was chilling to the bone. The icy water swept in from all directions, her vision blurred. Instinctively, Juhua frantically swam upwards. Although her body was strong, she was still somewhat tender, and when wrestling with the turbulent river water, she soon succumbed.
