Seeing that she couldn't stop the master and that he hadn't returned yet, the old nanny, realizing that her plan had been exposed, made a desperate decision and smashed her head against a pillar in the room, killing herself.

Murong Feng was disgusted by the sight and covered his mouth and nose, saying to the maid who had followed him in, "Drag her out."

Although the two maids were from Pei Feiyan's courtyard, they dared not disobey. They immediately grabbed the old nanny's arms on either side and dragged the body out.

At this moment, Sima Rushuang also rushed over and saw everything. She cursed, "This old thing, who is he trying to scare with death?" After saying that, she squeezed to the side of the master and lightly covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

"Hmph!" Murong Feng snorted coldly, a bad feeling already creeping into his heart. This old nanny was Fei Yan's confidante; her suicide today must mean she had something she couldn't bear! What was she hiding? That damned woman!

They went straight to the bed, only to find the room empty and the bedding neatly arranged, as if no one had slept there.

It wasn't that there wasn't a hint of it, but Murong Feng thought she didn't have the guts. Now it seemed this woman was incredibly audacious! His expression turned even uglier, and he wanted nothing more than to tear her apart.

Sima Rushuang followed closely behind, glanced at the bed, and was secretly delighted. This little bitch was doomed to die today. But she said aloud, "Sister Feiyan, did you go to put out the fire? After all, it was my eldest sister's courtyard that was on fire. How could she dare to turn a blind eye?"

"Did I see her or did I see her? Don't try to excuse her. I'll stay here in this room and see when she comes back!" Murong Feng was already convinced that Fei Yan was unfaithful. He sat down angrily and was determined to catch her on the spot.

Sima Rushuang couldn't just stand by and watch, so she quickly came up with a plan and said, "Master, go back to sleep. Feiyan will explain it to you in person tomorrow."

"You may leave," Murong Feng said coldly.

Sima Rushuang could only nod obediently, curtsy, and prepare to leave. Just then, she deliberately glanced at the screen to the side, paused, and then fell to the ground, knocking over the screen with the mandarin ducks playing in the water painting.

As luck would have it, the hole that had sprung open pierced through the gossamer-thin silk of the screen, revealing the hole in its entirety.

Murong Feng immediately noticed and walked over in a few steps. He first helped Sima Rushuang up, then stared intently at the cave entrance.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Ru Shuang, with the help of the master, turned her back to the cave entrance and said embarrassedly, "I probably didn't sleep well, my legs were weak, and I fell." But she never looked at the cave entrance, as if she was unaware of the situation.

"You go back first!" Murong Feng said casually.

"Okay." Ru Shuang readily agreed, then limped out without turning her head. As soon as she stepped out, her maid helped her back to her room. She drank a cup of wine before falling asleep again with a smile on her face.

At this moment, the fire was extinguished, and the courtyard gradually returned to quiet.

Murong Feng frowned, kicked aside the broken screen, and descended into the underground cave via the cloud ladder.

After descending twenty-six steps, we finally reached the bottom. Below lay another world, with an oil lamp every ten meters or so along the wall. The light was dim, but it guided the way.

It was unclear what Murong Feng was thinking; his face was grave and frighteningly dark. Following the oil lamp's guidance, the tunnel was half a meter deep in muddy water, filthy and disgusting.

After walking about a hundred meters through the tunnel, we finally entered a spacious area of ​​about sixteen or seventeen square meters, and there was no further road ahead.

Looking around, apart from being a bit dark, the environment here is much better. The ground is smooth and clean, and there are some simple furnishings in the cave, making it look like a place where people live.

Murong Feng frowned even more deeply, when suddenly a hoarse voice burst into laughter from the darkness, startling Murong Feng.

"who?"

"Who do you think I am?" came a disdainful whisper from the shadows.

Upon hearing the voice, Murong Feng's head buzzed. What? It was his son Murong Bai's voice! He rushed towards the source of the sound.

...

The two Qiu brothers were the ones who took Lan Yamei away from the Murong residence.

Once outside the mansion, Lan Yamei complained, "I haven't explored that cave properly yet. There must be some secrets there. Sigh, I was just a little short."

“Whatever secrets there are, the Murong family has to catch them themselves. If you were caught on the spot, it would be hard to explain,” Qiu Zeyu said.

"Go back and get some sleep. We'll know what's going on tomorrow." Qiu Kongkong also felt it was time to leave.

"Alright, let's go back to the city," Lan Yamei conceded.

Just as they were about to leave, they saw the side gate of the Murong residence quietly open a crack, and a graceful figure slipped inside.

Lan Yamei rubbed her eyes and said to the two of them in surprise, "Is that Pei Feiyan? I'm not seeing things, am I?"

The Qiu brothers patted Lan Ya Mei on the shoulder, then pointed to the man who was secretly leaving in the distance and said, "Look who that is?"

A tall man was seen turning his horse around and quietly preparing to leave. His back looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place him. "Who is it? Him."

"Doesn't he look like Guan Hu?" Qiu Zeyu prompted.

"How is that possible? How could a lowly errand boy like him steal away the Third Madam of the Murong family?" Lan Yamei blurted out without thinking, and as she spoke, she seemed to connect the dots and was stunned by her own words.

Upon seeing this, the Qiu brothers chuckled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing! Nothing!" Lan Yamei dared not have that thought. This was a conservative feudal society; how could such a thing happen?

In feudal society, people who ate and drank from their husbands wouldn't have the guts to do that.

Qiu Kongkong directly voiced Lan Yamei's conjecture, "You suspect she went to Huamanlou to see Xiao Guan?" He then turned and said, "That's impossible."

Qiu Zeyu said, "Keep up with him, Guan Hu has a secret."

Curious, the three secretly followed Guan Hu, leaving the Murong residence and heading towards Hua Man Lou.

Meanwhile, Pei Feiyan seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood. She swayed her hips as she entered through the side gate, and before the smile on her face could fade, she was seized by two servants.

Just moments ago, the courtyard was quiet and dark, but in an instant, it was lit by torches and candles, as bright as day.

Pei Feiyan, used to being domineering, angrily cursed, "Are you all blind! Look carefully at who I am!" As she spoke, she tried to break free from the servants' grasp.

The two servants didn't loosen their grip at all, only coldly saying, "Hmph! Who do you think you are? Today, we're the ones who tied you up!"

"You audacious lackey! I'll skin you alive!" Pei Feiyan was furious and twisted, trying to break free.

Two more servants came and tied her up tightly with a rope, then stuffed a smelly rag into her mouth. Pei Feiyan could only mumble incoherently, but her mind was racing with plans.

The servants dared to treat me like this; it must have been at Murong Feng's behest! So, were they discovered while they were out? Or was something else discovered?

Without saying a word, the servants pushed and shoved Pei Feiyan into her courtyard.

Upon entering the room, he saw his personal old nanny lying flat on the ground, the blood on her head mixed with her hair already congealed, and he immediately felt a sense of foreboding.

Then he saw that the maids who served him in the room had been beaten beyond recognition and were kneeling in a row, not daring to make a sound even when they cried.

A servant shoved her from behind, closing the door behind her. Pei Feiyan walked in alone, where Murong Feng sat with a livid face.