"General Huo, how are things going at the General's Mansion?"

Huo Tingye cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, the fire at the General's Mansion has been brought under control. All the injured civilians have been sent to the clinic, where they will be treated by Dr. Zhang's apprentices."

Qin Yue Zhao nodded.

"Very good. Send men to arrest Jia Dafu and his relatives throughout the city. We must find him alive or dead! I will return to the General's Mansion to handle related matters."

"Yes! Your Highness, we will respectfully see you off!"

Qin Yue Zhao took off her flight suit and handed it to Huo Ting Ye before riding back to the general's mansion.

At the entrance of the General's Mansion.

Although Steward Chen had arranged for guards to finish up the work, many civilians were still helping to clear the ruins.

When Qin Yue Zhao arrived, the two Huo family soldiers had just finished clearing out the gold ingots and jewelry from the warehouse.

When Butler Chen saw her return safely, he was so moved that tears streamed down his face.

"It's wonderful that Your Highness has returned safely!"

"This old servant led the men to sort out all the valuables. You see, none of these gold and silver ingots were burned."

"It's such a pity about these porcelain pieces and jewelry; they're all blackened from the fire. I'll ask around in town if there are any craftsmen who can repair them..."

Qin Yue Zhao waved her hand to interrupt him.

"Steward Chen, there's no need to bother. I've already made up my mind. You take people to clean up these things and when we rebuild the mansion, we'll cast a golden statue of the deity."

"The General's Mansion has burned down, and it will certainly take a long time to rebuild. Let's see which other houses can be used as temporary residences."

The old butler nodded hurriedly.

"Excellent! The burnt gold and silver are perfect for casting idols!"

"As for the new residence, Lin Sangui and He Meng visited Your Highness immediately after learning that the General's Mansion had been burned down, saying that they wanted to combine the two houses on the bustling main street and give them to you as your residence."

Qin Yue Zhao narrowed her eyes.

"Lin Zhigui and He Meng have arrived?"

Their information network is really impressive. Could it be that they heard about Jia Dafu's affair and are feeling guilty?

Thinking about it, Qin Yue Zhao smiled meaningfully.

"Alright, then let's use their house as our residence!"

"Also, ask the people if they have any intact porcelain bowls, plates, or vases left, and send them all to the new house."

"Huh? What would the gods want broken bowls and plates for?" Butler Chen was a little confused.

Qin Yue Zhao didn't explain, but urged, "Just do as I say, and get ready quickly. I'm going to send a message to the gods."

The old steward had no choice but to obey and led his men downstairs.

After the steward left, Qin Yue Zhao rushed back to the military camp and sent a message to Chu Xiao:

"By the gods above, Yue Zhao has successfully returned to the city. The flight suit you bestowed has successfully driven back tens of thousands of Northern Barbarian troops."

"When Yue Zhao wanted to rebuild the General's Mansion, he had a golden statue made for the gods and burned incense and kowtowed to it every day."

"The wealthy merchant from Liangcheng said he would give me two houses as a residence. I will collect porcelain plates and utensils to send to you later. Please send some grain and medicine as soon as possible, is that alright?"

Chen Family Hospital, VIP ward.

After Chu Xiaogang finished transferring the flight suit to Qin Yuezhao, he was playfully fighting with Mu Zhicheng when Lin Xiaowei walked in carrying a bowl of pork rib soup.

"Chu Xiao, I personally cooked lotus root and pork rib soup for you..."

Pushing open the door, Chu Xiao and Mu Zhicheng were rolling around on the bed. Mu Zhicheng's hand was pressed against Chu Xiao's chest, while Chu Xiao's hand was pinching Mu Zhicheng's chin.

The two were in an odd and ambiguous posture.

"...How is your injury? Did I come at the wrong time?"

Mu Zhicheng quickly released Chu Xiao and said awkwardly, "Don't misunderstand, we were just joking around."

"Oh right, I have some things to take care of at the company, so I'll head back now. You guys can continue your conversation."

As she reached the door, she turned back and winked at him.

That seemed to mean, "I won't disturb your time together, good luck!"