Chapter 71 The Marquis's Wife Disappeared



Jiang Yushu knew something was wrong when she heard this, and her eyes fell on Ping'er for help. Ping'er understood and said with courage: "Madam, the eldest lady asked us to serve the second lady dinner. If you have anything to say, please ask later."

Feng Shi was surprised that a little maid would dare to contradict her. She sneered and said word by word, "I told you, the Second Young Lady is not hungry now. All of you get out."

Seeing that Feng was about to get angry, Ping'er didn't dare to say anything no matter how brave she was. What she was more afraid of was that if she caused trouble for the eldest lady, it would be bad. After all, the second lady had not been close to the eldest lady in recent years, but was close to Feng and others. In this case, she was too lazy to care.

"Yes." Ping'er retreated. Mother Duan was like Guan Gong. She drove everyone out of the yard and stared at them, not allowing anyone to enter the house or leave. After all, if someone went to inform the lady and ruined her business, she would be considered incompetent and would be punished.

Only Feng and Jiang Yushu were left in the room. Feng then spoke in a sinister tone, "What did you tell Jiang Mingzhi?"

She believed that this damn girl was not stupid enough to tell others that she was not the real daughter of the Marquis's Mansion, otherwise Jiang Mingzhi would not have been like that just now. She was afraid that she would have had a fit on the spot.

Jiang Yushu tried to remain calm, but he didn't dare look directly at Feng.

Feng reached out and grabbed her hair, pulling her off the couch and making her sit up. She said fiercely, "I'm giving you one last chance. Don't refuse my toast and then drink the penalty."

Jiang Yushu bit her lips hard and cried and said no.

"No, if not, why would your good sister have such an expression? Also, did you deliberately frame my Zhen'er for what happened yesterday?!"

Jiang Yushu's face was distorted, but he just shed tears without saying a word.

"I'm telling you, if you try anything again, I guarantee you'll be a thousand times more miserable than you are now. Put away your cunning tricks. You're too naive to play tricks under my nose!"

As she spoke, she thought of something else and moved closer, tightening her grip on Jiang Yushu's hair. "You didn't fall down from the building on purpose just to avoid marrying into the Feng family, did you?"

Jiang Yushu's face turned pale. She did this because she really didn't want to marry into the Feng family. Now, no one can help her except herself. Her handle is in Feng's hands. If she lets Jiang Mingzhi or the Wang family come forward, she will definitely torture her with the most despicable means and then make her true identity public.

Who would help her when that happened? Her reputation was ruined, she had nowhere to go, and there was nothing she could do except die.

Rather than suffering death in torture, it is better to find a way to fight now. If she is injured, she will not be able to marry into the Feng family for the time being. Secondly, she can temporarily escape Feng's orders and see whether Jiang Mingzhi and Feng can decide the winner. If Feng can be dealt with by Jiang Mingzhi while she is recovering from her injuries, she will not be implicated.

Feng let go, but Jiang Yushu pointed with his uninjured hand at the antique shelf by the window, "There, there's something Jiang Mingzhi gave me. She said it was given to me by my grandmother."

There was an inconspicuous box next to the antique display case. Feng Shi heard this and without a doubt, she went forward, opened the box and began to search. "Where is it?"

The box was filled with unused items: vases with discolored glaze, rag dolls with missing arms and legs, needles and thread, and everything in between.

"It's under the box. You can find it if you look through it."

Jiang Yushu's voice came from behind. Feng felt that it made sense. This thing was very important to Jiang Yushu, so naturally he had to keep it well. It was normal to hide it deep down.

But as she was flipping through the pages, she suddenly made a "tsk" sound and felt something prick her finger.

Beads of blood the size of beans oozed out of the fingers, and the blood beads turned black visibly to the naked eye. Feng felt that something was wrong and was about to ask Jiang Yushu when her vision went black and she lost consciousness.

"It's on fire! Help!"

There was a fire in Baozhen Building, and most of Jiang Yushu's hair was burnt. She was carried out. Jiang Mingzhi went to Baozhen Building first because she didn't leave at all. She was behind the house and discovered the abnormality in the house earlier than Duan Mama and others.

But she was still too late. The fire quickly reached the top. Ping'er and the others only had time to carry Jiang Yushu out. Everything was burned to ashes.

Feng didn't come out.

The fire was put out, but the body was not found. The entire Jinyihou Mansion was shrouded in a strange atmosphere.

Jiang Yushu only said one sentence after waking up: "Madam said that if I don't marry into the Feng family, she will burn me to death... Then she lit the fire..."

When asked anything else, she just shook her head. Jiang Rongqing looked at her, sighed, shook his head and left.

When the prefect of Shuntian Prefecture came to the house, he was also very surprised to learn that such a bizarre thing had happened in the Jinyi Marquis's mansion.

As the saying goes, if a person is alive, he must be found; if he is dead, his body must be found. A healthy person can't just disappear into thin air, right?

Jiang Mingzhi looked at his "scared" sister and no longer had any hope in his heart. He smiled at himself and shook his head.

Her sister has a strong learning ability, but she didn't learn the good things. However, she learned arson very well.

Jiang Rongqing was in the study, with his hands clasped together and resting his head on it, silent and not saying a word. Sometimes he leaned back in his chair in a daze, and sometimes he lowered his head in thought. Gao Jian had never seen the Marquis like this before, so he didn't dare to say anything and just stood quietly guarding the door.

Seeing the young lady coming over, he was a little surprised, "Young lady, why are you here?"

He took a few steps forward, his voice filled with a respect that he himself was not aware of.

Jiang Mingzhi looked up at the small plaque above the study that read "Jingsi Zhai" and asked, "Is my father in there?"

Gao Jian nodded and said, "If you want to see the Marquis, I will go and inform him right away."

But before he turned around, Jiang Rongqing's voice came from the room: "Come in."

He knew that it was his eldest daughter who was coming. Such a big thing had happened in the mansion, and everything was in chaos. Only the eldest daughter had barely managed to stay calm. Even if she didn't come, he would have sent someone to invite her.

Jiang Mingzhi entered the room, saluted Jiang Rongqing, and then stood in front of the desk.

"Father, this has happened at home. Have you made a decision now?"

Jiang Rongqing sighed and shook his head, rubbing his eyebrows, looking quite worried.

"I was just about to ask, what do you think about this matter?"

Jiang Mingzhi had noticed before that this cheap father seemed to have changed a little, and now when he asked for his opinion, he felt more confident.

It is actually not difficult to guess this matter. The fire must have been set by Jiang Yushu herself, because she had smelled a faint smell of kerosene in the house before. She did not ask Jiang Yushu directly, but just wanted to see what she would do.

Unexpectedly, she really wanted to set a fire, and even wanted to do so in a situation where she might die in the fire. However, she was injured now, and she felt that someone must be helping Jiang Yushu, otherwise it would be impossible for her alone to make Feng disappear.

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