"So what if you find out?" Madam Han said nonchalantly, "I just ordered someone to send Hua Yuanzhao to Lianhua Temple to cultivate his mind and temper his temper..."

She changed the subject and chuckled, "Who knows how she was sent to Jingsi Temple where Su was?"

The nanny suddenly realized: "Madam is wise."

"By the time my good brother remembered Hua Yuanzhao, the person Hua Yuanshan arranged to be his substitute at Lianhua Temple had already escaped." Madam Han said lightly, "Others would only think that Hua Yuanzhao was restless and couldn't stand the hardship of meditation, so he ran away..."

"Even if the infatuated man in the Zhenguo Mansion wants to investigate, he can only trace it back to that fool Hua Yuanshan." Madam Han laughed: "My aunt was arrested and the marriage was delayed. Now Hua Yuanshan has enough motivation to harm that bitch."

Who would have thought of her, a guest lady?

Originally this matter could have been much safer, but unfortunately Hua Yuanshan, this brainless fool, brought Rong Xiu in early.

But it doesn’t matter. Even if this matter is brought to light, all the evidence will point to Hua Yuanshan!

"Although mother favors that little bitch, she is absolutely right about one thing." Madam Han sighed, "Yunlan died miserably, and neither of the sisters can escape responsibility!"

If Hua Yuanshan hadn't pushed her behind the scenes, her Yunlan would not have been defiled and humiliated, and would not have died inexplicably!

If Hua Yuanzhao hadn't deliberately taken revenge, her Yunlan wouldn't have died and had her body dissected! She wouldn't have been unable to rest in peace until now!

Hua Yuanshan stood outside the house, feeling cold all over from shock.

If she hadn't heard these words, she would never know until her death how much Madam Han hated her!

Her aunt wanted that little bitch to die miserably, and also wanted to use her and her aunt as shields!

By then, she and her aunt would become the villains who murdered the Prime Minister's daughter, while she, the good aunt, would still be an innocent person!

…

In the dungeon.

Rong Xiu protected Hua Yuanzhao and shrank to the corner farthest from the fire. He kicked away the straw in front of him and barely created a safe corner.

Hua Yuanzhao observed the vent through the flames and suddenly tugged at Rongxiu's sleeve.

"How's your aim?" Hua Yuanzhao asked.

Rong Xiu raised his eyebrows and said modestly, "It's no problem to hit the target from a hundred steps away, but it will take more effort to aim from a thousand steps away."

Hua Yuanzhao's mouth twitched slightly, and he stretched out his hand to gesture: "Can such a large thing be thrown out through the vent?"

Rong Xiu glanced at the vent and agreed immediately: "Okay."

After hearing the promise, Hua Yuanzhao did not hesitate. He squatted in the corner and made alcohol bombs with his back to Rongxiu.

"I'll give you the thing, and you throw it over as fast as you can!" Hua Yuanzhao said, using his wide sleeves to cover the materials he took out from the space, while his hands kept moving.

She had only seen this thing on TV. The principle was simple, but she didn't know how accurate Rong Xiu was.

The dungeon is too small. If the alcohol bomb is not thrown out, they will be in danger after the glass bottle explodes!

But now I have to try it!

She hesitated in her heart, but her hands moved quickly. In the blink of an eye, she stuffed the prepared alcohol bullet into Rong Xiu's hand.

Rong Xiu truly lived up to the young general's wisdom as he threw the alcohol bomb out with a wave of his hand.

The alcohol bullet fell accurately along the narrow ventilation hole and exploded the moment it hit the ground. Sharp screams were immediately heard outside.

Before Rong Xiu could think, Hua Yuanzhao had already stuffed the second alcohol bomb into his hand.

The two men threw five or six bombs in total before stopping. The explosions caused ghosts and wolves to howl outside and cracks to appear on the earth wall.

Rong Xiu briefly assessed the damage to the wall, raised his hand and patted Hua Yuanzhao on the shoulder, signaling her to stop for the moment.

He flew up, leaped up the wall, and kicked at the wall like a cannonball.

The earth wall, which was already on the verge of collapse, cracked open with a loud noise, and large sections of the wall fell down, hitting the nuns outside and causing them to scream in agony.

Rong Xiu rolled over to the ground and turned around to look at the mess on the ground.

It was not known whether the residence where Hua Yuanzhao lived was originally high or it was man-made, but the place where he was standing was half a meter shorter than the house in front of him.

The ventilation duct was built at a height of one person. The dungeon was three meters deep, and only this one-person-high earth wall was built on the ground.

Rong Xiu glanced around and swept down the ladder hanging on the side. He was about to jump down to bring Hua Yuanzhao up, but Su Xin, who was covered in scars, didn't know where she got the strength from, and drew out a hidden long knife and chopped at the ladder.

Rong Xiu subconsciously kicked Su Xin away, but the nuns hiding outside also rushed over, each holding a sharp blade and with a ferocious face. They did not look like monks serving the Bodhisattva, but more like evil spirits hiding in hell.

Rong Xiu raised his foot to pick up the long sword that had fallen to the ground, and endured the pain in his body that felt like it was being burned by fire as the poison took effect, and stood by the ladder without changing his expression.

"Zhao Zhao!" Rong Xiu shouted, "The ladder has been lowered! Come up quickly!"

The flames below were still burning, and even though the ladder was coated with incendiary potion, it couldn't last long!

…

"Over there!" Shi Hu heard the noise and jumped excitedly: "It's the young master's voice!"

Jingtian was originally standing behind him, but upon hearing the sound, he turned into a black shadow and rushed out.

Shihu also wanted to run, but Fuling held his arm tightly and refused to let go. "Take me with you! My lady must be over there too!"

When the three men arrived, the nuns in Jingsi Temple were already dead or injured. Rong Xiu was guarding beside the crack in the wall, half of his body covered in blood, like a devil.

He gasped for breath with a sword in hand, his consciousness gradually becoming blurred and he was about to collapse.

Fuling glanced around anxiously and asked in panic, "Where is my young lady?"

Rong Xiu's pupils shrank slightly, and he forced himself to turn around and look towards the dungeon, but all he saw was a raging fire.