As the late spring wind blew willow catkins over the high walls of the general's mansion, Shen Weiwan was squatting at the gate of her own courtyard, drawing circles on the ground with a branch.

"Miss, you've already drawn twenty-eight circles." Chuntao, holding a basin of water to wash her face, looked at the crooked marks under her feet. "If you keep drawing, you'll poke through the ground."

Without even looking up, Shen Weiwan stabbed the branch and snapped it: "It's better to expose it, it would be best if it can poke the aunt's evil heart!"

Ever since returning from Hanshan Temple, she'd been feeling her eyelids twitching. Liu, tormented by the hustle and bustle of grain on the mountain, had been unusually quiet upon returning home. This wasn't the style of the old, pious woman. She counted on her fingers—oh no, they might be targeting the warehouse!

"Chun Tao," Shen Weiwan threw away the branch and stood up, patting the hem of her skirt, "Come with me to the warehouse to take a look."

The master and servant went around to the back wall of the warehouse and saw Liu's personal maid secretly keeping watch. There was also a strange man standing at the door of the warehouse with a toolbox on his back. He was obviously a locksmith.

"Here it comes!" Chuntao exclaimed in a low voice.

A sneer curled up the corner of Shen Weiwan's mouth. As early as on the way back home, she had expected that Liu would be desperate and jumped over the wall. She specially asked Chuntao to find a bag of dried chili powder, wrapped it in fine cloth, and stuffed it into the keyhole of the storeroom door when no one was paying attention.

"Just wait and see," Shen Weiwan folded her arms and hid behind a tree, "there will be a good show soon."

Liu came out from the corner, wearing an inconspicuous blue cloth dress, but her face was full of anxiety: "Wang the Locksmith, hurry up, if that little bitch finds out--"

"Don't worry, Madam Liu," the locksmith patted his chest and took out a thin wire and poked it into the keyhole. "With my skills, opening a warehouse lock shouldn't be a piece of cake, right?"

He twisted his wrist, and the wire began to stir in the keyhole. Liu leaned forward impatiently, almost putting her face against the lock: "How is it? Is it open?"

At this moment, the locksmith exerted force suddenly——

"A-choo!"

A stream of reddish-brown powder suddenly spurted out from the keyhole and flew right into Liu's eyes!

"Ah!" Liu screamed, covering her eyes and falling to the ground. "My eyes! It hurts! It hurts so much!"

The locksmith was also choked and coughed, wiping his face: "What is that? Why is it so irritating to the eyes?"

The surrounding maids were terrified and rushed over to help Liu, but she pushed them away: "Don't touch me! Quick! Find some water!"

Seeing that the time was right, Shen Weiwan walked out slowly with Chuntao, her face full of "worry": "Oh! Aunt, what happened to you? Why are you lying on the ground?"

Liu was in so much pain that her tears and nose were running, and her eyes were swollen like peaches. When she heard Shen Weiwan's voice, she was so angry that her whole body trembled: "You...you little bitch! Did you do it?!"

"Me?" Shen Weiwan pretended to be surprised and squatted down to look into her eyes, but Liu waved them open. "Aunt, what are you talking about? I just came out of the yard and saw you rolling around here. I thought you were possessed!"

She turned to the locksmith and asked, "Master, what's wrong with my aunt? Why is she getting into trouble with the keyhole?"

The locksmith was speechless after being asked this question. He looked at Liu who was in great pain on the ground, and then at Shen Weiwan's innocent face. His heart skipped a beat: The water in this general's mansion is probably deeper than the keyhole!

"I...I don't know either..." The locksmith picked up his toolbox and tried to slip away. "Madam, please take your time. I'm leaving now!"

"Stop!" Liu cried out, enduring the severe pain. "Where's my money?"

"Money?" The locksmith ran even faster. "My eyes are important! Goodbye, ma'am!"

Looking at the locksmith's fleeing figure, Shen Weiwan almost laughed out loud. She squatted in front of Liu and deliberately raised her voice: "Aunt, you said you too, if you want to see the warehouse, just tell me, why do you have to sneak around to find a locksmith? Now it's okay, your eye has been 'bitten' by the keyhole, right?"

"Shut up!" Liu was so angry that she wanted to hit her, but she couldn't even open her eyes and could only grope around on the ground. "Chun Tao! Give me some water! Quick!"

Chuntao had already prepared a basin of clean water, but Shen Weiwan winked at her and she deliberately poured the water off-center, splashing all over Liu.

"Oops!" Chuntao exclaimed, "Sorry, ma'am, my hand slipped!"

Liu's eyes hurt even more when she was hit by the cold water. She was so angry that she cursed: "Waste! A bunch of waste! Shen Weiwan, just wait, I will never let you go!"

"Are you not done with me?" Shen Weiwan stood up and patted the non-existent dust. "Aunt, please don't wrongly accuse me. I came to see you with good intentions, but you are not done with me? If it gets out, others will think that you, as an aunt, are deliberately making trouble for me, a motherless child!"

She spoke softly, but deliberately so that the servants around her could hear. Several maids who were watching the excitement from a distance immediately began to whisper to each other.

Liu also realized that she had spoken out of turn, and she was so angry that she was shaking all over, but she could do nothing about it. Her eyes were burning with pain, and she just wanted to go back to her room to apply medicine and then argue with Shen Weiwan.

"Help me go back!" Liu gritted her teeth and was carried by two maids, limping away. Before leaving, she glared at Shen Weiwan fiercely.

Looking at her embarrassed back, Chun Tao finally couldn't help laughing: "Miss, your chili powder is really effective! That old hag Liu's eyes will probably be swollen for three days and three nights!"

Shen Weiwan snorted, walked to the door of the warehouse, took out a handkerchief and wiped off the chili powder around the keyhole: "Three days? I don't think she will dare to have any idea of ​​​​breaking into the warehouse again in her life!"

"But young lady," Chuntao said worriedly, "Liu has suffered such a great loss, she will definitely not let it go."

"It would be better if she didn't give up!" Shen Weiwan sneered, "I just want her to know that no matter who you mess with, don't mess with me, Shen Weiwan! Let's go back to the room. The old housekeeper will be here soon."

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