"Miss, there's a fire in Xiahe Garden!" At this time, Ding Xiang and Lan Ju hurried in and said.
"What?" Su Baixi looked stunned, stood up, and said, "No, you bitch has a conspiracy. Come over and have a look!"
With that said, Su Baixi led the people in a hurry towards Xia Heyuan. As he walked, he said harshly, "Bitch, I wanted to keep you for a few more days and torture you, but now it seems that you think your life is too long.
Got it!"
Su Baixi ran all the way, and from a distance, she saw thick green smoke rising in the direction of Xia Heyuan. A fire broke out in the yard, and the servants were nervously extinguishing the fire.
Su Baixi's eyes darkened, she grabbed a slave who was holding a basin and asked, "Who is here?"
The servant was stunned and didn't understand what Su Baixi meant.
"I mean, is the old lady here? Is the Prime Minister here?"
"No, they haven't come yet. Someone has already gone to notify the prime minister." The servant replied.
Not here yet? That's great. Su Baixi's eyes flashed with calculation. She hurriedly walked over to Su Long and Su Hu who were helping put out the fire, pulled them aside, and whispered -
"This fire must be the dirty trick of Third Yiniang, that bitch, who wants to attract the attention of the old lady. You two should go in quickly, find Third Yiniang, and kill her without stopping!"
Su Baixi's voice was as cold as ice in a cold cellar, revealing a viciousness that was inconsistent with her beauty.
Su Long Su Hu immediately understood and said, "Yes, Miss, we understand."
"Go quickly, time is running out!"
Su Long and Su Hu took advantage of the chaos and sneaked into the courtyard quietly.
The fire in the yard became more and more intense, and thick green smoke slowly drifted into the house through the crack in the door.
The third aunt was sitting at the table, holding one hand tightly, with her fingertips dug deeply into her flesh. There were blue veins on the back of her hand. The other hand was covering her abdomen, stroking it. Her face was as pale as paper, and her whole body was cold.
Trembling.
Xiang Qiao walked around the room anxiously and said, "The fire has been burning for a long time, why haven't we seen the Prime Minister coming? Did he not see it? Or, the Prime Minister is not in the house today at all."
Bi'er's face was also pale and almost transparent, but she comforted the two of them and said, "Don't be anxious. The prime minister lives far away from Xiahe Garden, so he may have to arrive later."
"That's right." Xiang Qiao wiped the nervous sweat from her face, walked to Third Yiniang, held her shoulders and said, "Anyway, if the Prime Minister doesn't come in the end, we, we will have to break out, now outside
There are so many slaves, and the eldest lady cannot kill us in front of everyone."
"Bang!" A moment later, the door was suddenly knocked open with a bang. San Yiniang stood up suddenly. When she saw the person coming in, she took a step back and almost fell to the ground.
"You, what do you want to do?" Seeing Su Long and Su Hu rushing in with a gloomy face, holding a long white silk in his hand, the third aunt asked tightly.
Xiang Qiao and Bi'er immediately stood beside her, and both of them immediately sounded the alarm.
"Humph." Su Long snorted coldly and said contemptuously, "Want to wait for someone to come to rescue you? Just stop this ridiculous idea. The eldest lady has no intention of letting you guys get out alive."
"You...want...to kill me?" San Yiniang felt her eyes darken, and her abdomen started to hurt again.