Chapter 79 Let her go!

Granny Song was terrified. "Please forgive me, gentlemen. Madam has not been feeling well these past few days, but she will definitely give you the money she promised. Please come with me, gentlemen."

"Tsk, if it weren't for that beautiful young lady, I wouldn't have left the girls at Qifeng Tower in the middle of the night to come to this godforsaken place."

Wiping the cold sweat from her forehead, Granny Song led the way while admonishing, "Please keep your voices down, you two strong men. There are guards patrolling the manor. It would be bad if you were discovered."

"Who are we? Do we need an old codger like you to remind us? Just lead the way, or we'll chop you up if you say another word!"

Granny Song was so frightened that she almost tripped and fell.

Who exactly did the lady find?

But soon, the patrolling guards spotted the three men.

"Halt! Which courtyard are you from? What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Granny Song explained repeatedly, "These are two distant relatives from my maternal family. They came to the backyard to do odd jobs and only arrived at midnight tonight. I'll let them make do in the stable for the night."

The guards recognized Song Mama, the lady's trusted confidante, and their wariness immediately dissipated.

But upon seeing the knife in the burly man's hand, he immediately shouted, "What kind of madman dares to break into the Jiang residence at night? Seize him!"

Two figures suddenly appeared from behind, ignoring Song Mama's advice, and drew their swords to stab.

The two burly men were no pushovers either, and they immediately engaged them in combat.

But the more they fought, the more surprised they became.

What's going on? The guards in this mansion are incredibly skilled in martial arts.

They were used to living a life of constant danger, but they found themselves gradually unable to hold their own against these two small, thin guards.

The two fought and retreated, and were soon forced from the backyard to the main courtyard.

Seeing that there was no way out, the two exchanged a glance, used all their strength to force back the guards in front of them, and then disappeared into the main courtyard in a flash.

At the same time, Chuntang Garden.

Jiang Zhi sat upright by the window, looking at the quiet, deserted night outside.

But that tranquility was soon broken.

Qingxing rushed in, "Miss, there is indeed a shadowy figure outside the courtyard, carrying a tinderbox and tung oil. What do you plan to do?"

A cold smile appeared on Jiang Zhi's lips.

First, they let men in to ruin her reputation, then they burned down Chuntang Garden.

Her stepmother was using a series of elaborate schemes, seemingly determined to kill her.

"Don't worry about it, just let her burn it. You just need to keep an eye on the valuables. As for whose shameful secret you'll uncover later..."

She scoffed, a cold glint flashing in her eyes, "Then we'll have to wait and see."

Wang Yuru waited anxiously in her courtyard.

I wonder if the old woman has taken the person to Chuntang Garden yet.

With the master absent this time, even if that little wretch has the power to manage the household, those two are thieves who commit all sorts of evil deeds and are highly skilled in martial arts. How can a few maids possibly stand up to them?

By now, things have probably already turned out well, haven't they?

The more she thought about it, the more smug she became.

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard, and Wang Yuru was so frightened that her body trembled. She looked up and saw that the door had been kicked open from the outside.

Two tall, muscular men walked in from the darkness.

"You, you two..." She could only make out the two people she had met during the day, the ones who had taken a large deposit from her, by the moonlight.

"So the lady is here," the two men said with a sinister smile. "This mansion is truly a place where dragons and tigers hide. If the lady doesn't mind, would you like to let us brothers hide in your bed for a while?"

Wang Yuru almost thought she had misheard.

"You took my money and you still dare to come here? Get out of here right now!" she said fiercely, instinctively sensing something was wrong.

The two men ignored her wishes and walked straight in. "Madam, you're lonely in your secluded chambers. Why rush to refuse? How about trying our strength? It will surely give you more pleasure than your useless husband."

Wang Yuru was terrified and watched helplessly as the two men grabbed her shoulders from both sides.

“Compared to the naive young ladies, I still prefer the mature and charming Madam.” One of them took a deep breath of her neck. “She smells damn good.”

Wang Yuru was so ashamed and indignant that she almost fainted.

Just when she thought she was doomed, two slender figures entered from the darkness.

Wang Yuru tried to shout, but the figure swiftly stepped forward and knocked her unconscious on the bed with a karate chop.

The other person did the same, taking down the two strong men without them noticing.

Only then did Ruying and Anyue remove their disguises.

"I wonder how things are going with the young lady."

They arranged the three bodies on the bed and looked out the window, where they saw flames rising from the direction of Chuntang Garden.

Ru Ying was anxious to go see, but An Yue stopped her, saying, "Miss said to take care of things here first. She has made preparations on her end, so there's no need to worry."

Ruying could only turn back, take out the tinderbox and cotton wool soaked in tung oil from her waist, and split up with Anyue to light fires outside the house.

The young lady instructed that all that was needed was to set fire to the outer perimeter to attract the attention of the people in the mansion. Wang Yuru was far more useful alive than dead.

Meanwhile, the fire at Chuntang Garden grew stronger and stronger, alarming the front yard as well.

The butler, startled awake from his sleep, immediately began directing his servants to rush to the scene and put out the fire.

Unexpectedly, before the fire could be brought under control here, it also broke out in the main courtyard.

Now the entire Jiang family was mobilized. Compared to Chuntang Garden, the main courtyard, which connects to the master's study, was naturally more important.

So the steward sent most of the staff to the main courtyard.

"Let's go, we can't stay here any longer." Jiang Zhi wet the quilt with water and covered her body. To make it look more realistic, she even took off her hair bun and smeared coal ash on her face. She was only wearing her undergarments, making her look like she had been startled awake from a dream and had escaped.

Qingxing, also wrapped in a wet blanket, held the brocade box in one hand and helped Jiang Zhi out the door with the other.

Before they even reached the courtyard gate, a familiar, slender figure suddenly rushed in from the raging flames.

Once I regained my balance, I saw that it was Shen Ci'an.

His handsome face was filled with anxiety. His usually neat and tidy blue robe was now casually worn, and his meticulously combed hair was loose. When he saw Jiang Zhi unharmed, he was stunned for a moment, then strode over and pulled her into his arms.

"It's good that you're alright." His chest heaved violently, his hand pressing on the back of her head was still trembling, his voice trembled, and the force was so great that it seemed as if he wanted to embed her into his bones.

"Master? What are you doing here?" Jiang Zhi was surprised that Shen Ci'an would come.

"I was a little late in drafting the document for His Majesty. When I looked up, I saw flames shooting into the sky in the direction of the Jiang residence, so I rushed over to take a look."

A sense of apology rose in Jiang Zhi's heart.

Shen Ci'an didn't say it, but she could sense his worry.

He was only thinking about getting revenge on Wang Yuru, and didn't think about anyone else.

"This is not the place to talk. Let me take you outside first."

He half-embraced Jiang Zhi in his arms, protecting her with his slender, bamboo-like figure as he walked out.

Unexpectedly, a furious shout came from behind, "Let her go!"

Jiang Zhi looked up in the direction of the sound.

But atop the eaves licked by flames, Xie Qi's lean and upright figure appeared as if he had been reborn from the ashes, his eyes shining like cold stars, like a god descending from heaven, making people dare not look directly at him.