Wang Guihua angrily rolled up her sleeves, ready to confront Granny Fang, but Song Yue said, "Granny Fang is a trusted nanny of the Duke's mansion. You are just a lowly manager of the villa. What makes you think you can fight her?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Guihua immediately stopped and turned around to look at her suspiciously.

“Granny Fang is also my enemy. How about we join forces?” Song Yue grinned at Wang Guihua, revealing her clean, even teeth.

For some reason, Wang Guihua felt a chill all over her body.

"What do you want to do?" she asked.

Song Yue beckoned to Wang Guihua.

After hearing Song Yue's idea, Wang Guihua hesitated. Song Yue said, "The title of wet nurse for the legitimate daughter is not something that can be measured by money. Your two children can also benefit from it."

Wang Guihua gritted her teeth and decided to take a gamble and teach that shameless Granny Fang a lesson.

Half an hour later

Wang Guihua tricked Granny Fang into coming to the small courtyard.

Because of the shameful things she did, and because Wang Guihua acted very calmly, Granny Fang didn't think much of it at all.

"Did it really work out?"

"Don't you trust me to handle things? It's just that the young lady is still young. What will she do if she returns to the Duke's mansion and is discovered?"

"You don't need to worry about this," Granny Fang scoffed.

Wang Guihua suppressed her anger and said some flattering words: "Yes, yes, yes, we will have to rely on you more in the future, Granny."

Granny Fang snorted, lifted her foot and stepped into the dark, cramped room. She looked around but didn't see a single person. "Wang Guihua, where is she?"

Wang Guihua was taken aback. She searched the room thoroughly, but not only was Song Yue nowhere to be found, but Zhang Dazhu was also missing.

"They were just here a moment ago."

"Wang Guihua, are you up to some trick again? You dare to lie to me that I'm not stupid anymore? I think you're just trying to extort money from me."

Granny Fang looked at her with disdain.

Wang Guihua stamped her foot in frustration, but before she could speak, the door was suddenly slammed shut.

Whoosh!

A flame was thrown into the house.

The flames licked at the flames and quickly ignited, the fire growing ever stronger.

Granny Fang and Wang Guihua looked at each other in a panic and ran towards the door, but the fire at the door was obviously bigger.

"Help!"

"Help!"

The two of them shouted at the top of their lungs.

A dark figure was watching this scene from not far away.

A cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.

Originally, she didn't want to kill Wang Guihua so quickly.

Having grown up in a separate courtyard since childhood, he was already familiar with the terrain. He followed the path to the backyard and happened to overhear Wang Guihua and Granny Fang's conspiracy.

Wang Guihua told Granny Fang what had just happened, word for word.

The two hit it off immediately and decided to turn the tables on the plan.

He tried to subdue Song Yue again and personally destroy her innocence.

Since he's courting death, why shouldn't she grant his wish?

She darted back like a cat, moved Zhang Dazhu's body outside the yard and hid it, then placed easily flammable gauze in various corners. She even ran to Zhang Dazhu's yard, found the sleeping pills he had hidden, and put them on the gauze as well.

After doing all this, she climbed onto the door lintel and waited for her prey to come to her.

While the two people were shouting at the top of their lungs in the room, they also inhaled a sleeping drug, and they were exhausted in less than half an incense stick's time.

By the time others discovered it, the fire had already engulfed the entire yard. It was late at night by the time they went to fetch water to put out the fire.

Song Yue crossed her arms and killed three people so easily, but she was not satisfied at all.

But she can't afford to wait any longer.

The master of the Duke of Jingguo's mansion will not let her return unharmed so easily.

Song Yue nimbly climbed down the tree, grabbed some dry food and a water bottle, and before dawn, made her way towards Tianshan Temple, which was dozens of miles away.

She walked very lightly.

The chirping of insects and the occasional flapping of wings filled her ears. The sky was turning white, and on the deserted path, Song Yue walked with remarkable stability.

Having faced life and death, she was no longer afraid of these empty things.

After traveling for two full hours, we finally arrived at Tianshan Temple around noon. There were already quite a few carriages parked at the foot of Tianshan Temple.

Climb the steps up the mountain.

Upon arriving at the main hall, one finds the incense burning brightly, and worshippers reverently bowing before the Buddha statue.

Song Yue knelt on the prayer mat and bowed with her hands clasped together.

It's better not to go back to that home of the Duke of Jingguo's mansion.

She has more important things to do.

Go to southern Xinjiang to save my mother!

I stood up from the prayer cushion and walked straight toward the back temple. My mother had visited Tianshan Temple before she left and gave the abbot a very important thing.

Today, she came to collect it.

She lowered her head to avoid the crowd's gaze, then gently raised her head and glanced around, suddenly spotting a familiar figure.

Her husband in her previous life was Pei Zhao, the heir apparent of the Prince of Zhennan.

Pei Zhao came with the Lady of Zhennan. The two walked ahead, each with a worried look on their faces, and it seemed they had just offered incense.

"I shouldn't have agreed to Princess Jia Hua's proposal to arrange your marriage back then. Who would have thought that after all these years, people would still bring it up?" Lady Zhennan said with a look of regret.

Pei Zhao then comforted him from the side.

"Life is unpredictable; who could have imagined he would be so audacious as to usurp..."

“Mother!” Pei Zhao interrupted the Lady of Zhennan in time.

Yes, who could have imagined that the fifth prince, whom no one believed in, would succeed in seizing power?

Ironically, her mother, Zhao Jiahua, was the only one who supported the Fifth Prince.

If such a person became emperor, would he not stand up for his mother?

After ascending the throne, the Emperor of Northern Chu worked diligently to strengthen the country, vigorously promoted martial arts, and continuously recruited soldiers, all in preparation for the day he could attack the southern border and rescue his mother.

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