How could Yang Qing'er listen to the flattery of a group of literati? Worried that something might happen to Yun Miao, she immediately pushed the dumbfounded Hong Yun and angrily said, "Go and see!"
If Yun Miao doesn't die, then doesn't she have to talk to that Taoist priest and cannot escape the fate of being doomed?
Strangely enough, it was after Miaoya came that her illness healed and her health became better. So the Taoist's words must be true!
Little did they know that Miao Ya had just changed into Ning Shu's clothes and was walking through a deserted alley. While everyone was rushing to put out the fire in the backyard, she calmly entered Yang Qing'er's boudoir.
She strolled leisurely, filling her arms with valuable jewelry and silver, then strode out of the room, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Oh no! The young lady's room is also flooded! Come and put out the fire!"
After a while, all the servants rushed over. When they saw the smoke rising from Yang Qing'er's room, they immediately panicked.
Who the hell is this?
After setting fire in the backyard, he ran to set fire in the front yard?
This is Miss Qing'er's boudoir. If it burns down, the servants on duty nearby will be in trouble.
Yun Miao's face was covered in marks from the firefighting, and there was even some redness and swelling near her eyes. The rest of her body was black and unrecognizable, and her clothes were dirty and messy. "Hurry, the fire isn't big yet, there's still time. Go get some water."
The guards were impressed by the little maid's loyalty. Even in her current state, she still remembered her master. One of the maids looked at Yun Miao, recognized her from her clothes and the hair beads on her head, and said, "Ning Shu?"
Yun Miao panted: "Quick, go call the lady."
Her voice was so hoarse that it was impossible to tell the original sound. Everyone naturally thought that her throat was burned by the smoke and she was shouting for help too loudly.
When the maid heard this, she hurried to leave when she heard a plop sound behind her.
She turned her head and saw "Ning Shu" falling to the ground weakly.
He quickly turned back and said, "Sister Ning Shu, why don't I take you to the clinic first? They will be able to control the fire, and the young lady will find out sooner or later. What if the wound on your face is not treated in time and leaves a scar?"
She looked at the blisters at the corners of Ning Shu's eyes and was so shocked that she didn't dare to look any closer.
"Okay, that's troublesome." Yun Miao's eyes flashed deep when she heard the other party's address. Fortunately, she and Ning Shu were of similar age, height and body shape, otherwise she would not have taken the risk to come up with such a plan.
The main reason is that Yun Miao has changed from her original timid attitude. Who can think of her as the sickly person in the mansion before?
With her looks and voice ruined, who can tell the difference now?
Yun Miao was supported along the way and left the Yang Mansion openly. The two of them traveling together would be less likely to attract attention. Furthermore, Yun Miao was in such a miserable state that even the guards at the gate of the Yang Mansion let her go without questioning her.
The moment she stepped out of Yang Mansion, Yun Miao didn't even look back.
Miao Ya, rest in peace. This old ancestor has taken you away from this devil's cave that has trapped you for many years.
I will take good care of your future life.
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Same side
The fire in Yang Qing'er's bedroom was not big, and because the fire was put out in time, only some mattresses and the screen in the inner bedroom were burned.
But Yang Qing'er was still furious after hearing the news. Looking at her messy and water-stained bedroom, she was furious: "Who did this? How could my bedroom catch fire out of nowhere?"
The servants below all knelt on the ground nervously. One of them spoke cautiously, "It was... it was Miss Ning Shu who discovered the source of the fire first. We... we don't know what's going on either."
"Ning Shu? Isn't she at..." Yang Qing'er realized that she almost let the cat out of the bag, and then she glanced around the living room: "Where is Ning Shu?"
"Miss, Miss Ning Shu was accidentally burned by the fire while putting out the fire. She and Xiao Qiao have gone to the hospital for medical treatment." The servant responded in a low voice.
Yang Qing'er waved her hand, picked up an incense burner and smashed it on the ground: "Who told you to leave without my permission?"
Hongyun happened to be returning from outside. She hurried to Yang Qing'er's side and whispered in her ear, "Miss, that bitch is dead. She was lying on the bed, most of her body burned by the fire. The doctor in the mansion checked her throat and found some residual porridge! You can rest assured now."
Yang Qing'er finally breathed a sigh of relief, but remembering that Ning Shu was not there at the moment, she still felt uneasy and asked, "Did you see Ning Shu get burned with your own eyes?"
How coincidental?
"Yes... yes, there are several blisters on my face!" Several servants said in unison.
Yang Qing'er frowned: "Face?"
She suddenly remembered something and hurried to the desk in her bedroom. Fortunately, only a small part of the desk was burned. She looked through the drawers and saw the indenture still there. Only then did she feel relieved.
"Eh? Miss, look... what is this?" Hong Yun followed him in and was drawn to a white slip of paper on the dressing table. Written on it were two crooked words: "Miss, I have killed someone and am truly terrified. Therefore, I have left the Yang Residence privately and wish to remain in seclusion for a while. Please do not blame me."
"This bitch actually ran away on her own!" Yang Qing'er angrily crumpled the note into a ball.
Hong Yun reacted and said, "How could Ning Shu be truly burned? She clearly knew that the young lady would be ready to deal with her after she dealt with Yun Miao, so she couldn't wait to destroy the body and escape. I'm afraid she wanted to burn the young lady's boudoir and her indenture along with it, but she was afraid that it would take too long to escape, so she resorted to a self-torture tactic."
"Hmph, then she underestimates me, the daughter of the Yang Mansion County Magistrate. Hurry up and have my father copy and send out this slave's indenture, saying that this slave committed murder in the Yang Mansion and is on the run."
"Yes, Miss!"
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At this time, Yun Miao had already shaken Xiao Qiao off.
Since she uses human bodies, she naturally has to resolve cause and effect for people.
But without the confidence that she could defeat the enemy 100%, she would not rashly seek revenge.
The old turtle who can live for tens of thousands of years knows best how to bide his time and gain experience silently while surviving.
It is said that Ancestor Yun also started out as a mortal tens of thousands of years ago. According to the almost forgotten survival rules of mortals, she took a few gold hairpins from the dressing table in Yang Qing'er's boudoir and exchanged them for a hundred taels of silver.
Then she bought herself a set of plain clothes worn by village women and washed her skin except for the wound.
The blisters on my face still hurt, but I can’t catch a wolf without risking my life.
By now, Yang Qing'er must have discovered the note. No matter how powerful County Magistrate Yang was, Jiuzhou City was not small, so it was not easy to find someone right away.
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