"Just look at Yunzhe, Wuyue and Aman and you will know that the third lady treats them gently and kindly on weekdays, and is not a cold person. Today the third lady told us to see Yuxiang's true face. Apart from beating them, she may not have no intention of retaining people.

.In the future, you should also temper your irritable temper. The master is the master, and the decisions we make are not ours to control. Do things well and be loyal to the master. Let’s not talk about whether your life will be good or not, but at least you can’t follow in Yuxiang’s footsteps.”

Hongyin nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "I understand, I will listen to you from now on."

The sky was gray, with a faint hint of light.

Aman took Yuxiang's body away, and a faint smell of blood floated in the flower hall. Lu Xiang sat in a chair holding hot tea in a daze.

Yunzhe and Wuyue stood behind her, communicating with their eyes, guessing that the lady was in such a daze because she felt uncomfortable executing Yuxiang?

"Miss, Yuxiang brought it upon herself. Death is not a pity, so you don't have to feel pressure." Wuyue thought for a moment and comforted her.

Lu Xiang showed a warm smile to the two of them: "Well, I'm fine." Her first belief after rebirth was revenge, so she didn't care if her hands were stained with blood.

"I'm wondering whether Yuxiang and Aunt Yao are stupid, or there is someone behind Aunt Yao who I don't know is instigating her."

Yun Zhe tilted his head and looked at Lu Xiang in confusion: "What does this mean?"

Lu Xiang put down the tea cup, frowned and expressed her doubts: "Yu Xiang said that Aunt Yao promised her to become my father's concubine after she accomplished the task, but hasn't Aunt Yao ever thought that if I die, the queen will no longer be there?"

The Lu family is in charge of life and death, and the Liu family is fighting against my father. Maybe my father will be dismissed from office in the end. How can the Lu family be rich at that time? Being my father's concubine may not lead to happiness but hardship."

Wuyue seemed to have figured something out, clapped her hands and said: "So if Aunt Yao dares to promise Yuxiang, she must be sure that even if the young lady does not pass the Queen's protection, nothing will happen to the master. If this is the case, the people behind Aunt Yao will

The power is not small."

"That's what I mean, but I'm sure that Aunt Yao didn't have such ability in the past. The person behind her must have come into contact with her after coming to the capital."

The more Lu Xiang thought about it, the more entangled she became. Because such a thing had never happened in her previous life, she had no idea what to do.

Who would stare at a mere Lu family?

Did that person instruct Aunt Yao to fight only against her, or against the entire Lu family?

Lu Xiang seemed to be trapped in a mystery, getting more and more confused.

Yun Zhe looked at Wu Yue, then at Lu Xiang, and finally asked: "Does that have nothing to do with Aunt Liu?"

"No." Lu Xiang said: "Now Mrs. Liu hates me to the core. She is definitely involved in this matter. I don't want to think about it for now. Let's go back to sleep and gather enough energy to go meet Aunt Yao tomorrow."

"Well, miss, please go to bed quickly. I will wait for Aman to come back." Wuyue said.

Aunt Yao woke up in the morning and was about to lift the quilt and get up. Suddenly, she felt someone lying next to her. She turned around to look in confusion. The next moment, screams resounded throughout the opera house. Aunt Yao fell down while crawling.

I got out of bed and stared at the bed in fear...

Mother Zhou pushed open the door and came in: "Auntie, what happened?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the person on the bed. His pupils shrank in fear, and his neck seemed to be pinched tightly, making him unable to breathe.

There was a corpse lying on Aunt Yao's bed. Her eyes were wide open, as if she was dead, and her face was unrecognizable as if it had been bitten by something. Her appearance was almost unclear, but Aunt Yao could vaguely guess through her figure and the clothes she wore.

Come to that person’s identity.

"Is it... Yuxiang?"

Aunt Yao said with a trembling voice, her heart beating violently due to excessive fear, and every sound was like a thunder drum hitting heavily.

"How could it be?" Zhou's mother murmured in disbelief: "Yu Xiang is dead?"

And her body is still on Aunt Yao’s bed. Who is it? Who put it in?

"Ugh... vomit vomit..."

Aunt Yao retched for a while, bending her body into a shrimp shape. Whenever she thought of her Yuxiang's body sleeping in the same bed, she felt a wave of nausea in her stomach.

Aunt Yao couldn't think of anyone other than Lu Xiang who killed Yuxiang and put the body on her bed.

Actually failed?

Not only was Lu Xiang lucky, even this could not kill her. Not only that, she also asked her to find out Yu Xiang, and even used some unknown means to expose her from Yu Xiang's mouth.

This time Lu Xiang survived, and it would be even harder for her to take action after she was wary.

Aunt Yao was immediately filled with hatred and fear.

Aunt Yao's screams quickly attracted the other maids in the opera house. When everyone saw Yuxiang's miserable body lying on Aunt Yao's bed, their faces turned pale with fear.

In less than an hour, this matter spread throughout the Lu Mansion like a gust of wind, and the servants started talking about it.

"Did you hear that a corpse appeared on Aunt Yao's bed?"

"Well, I heard that it was Yuxiang who was in Miss San's courtyard, and for some reason she died suddenly on Aunt Yao's bed."

"The maid in the theater said that Yuxiang's death was very tragic. Was it Aunt Yao who killed her?"

"No way, Aunt Yao killed someone and then put the body on the bed to sleep with her. How perverted is this."

"I heard that Yuxiang's face looked like it was bitten by something, and it was beyond recognition. Who can have such a hatred for a maid?"

"Strange, does this person have a grudge against Yuxiang or Aunt Yao?"

When Lu Xiang arrived at the Liyuan, a haze hung over the entire courtyard, and all the maids looked frightened and unconscious.

Yuxiang's body was disposed of. When she passed by Aunt Yao, her wide eyes stared straight at Aunt Yao, which frightened Aunt Yao so much that she lost her soul and turned pale.

At this moment, Aunt Yao was asking someone to dismantle her bed, otherwise she would have to have a strong heart to sleep on it as if nothing happened.

In the Nuan Pavilion, Aunt Yao was wrapped in a blanket and sitting cross-legged on the couch, feeling lost and lost.

"Auntie, the third lady is here." Zhou's mother walked in and said.

When Aunt Yao heard this, she suddenly raised her head like a frightened bird and cried out: "Who did you say is coming?"

Zhou’s mother also had a look on her face: “Auntie, it’s the third young lady.”

"No, I don't see you, tell her to leave." Aunt Yao said sternly.

What is Lu Xiang doing here at this time? Anyway, it's definitely not good. Aunt Yao doesn't want to see her at all, let alone admit that when she hears Lu Xiang's name at this moment, she can't help but feel frightened.

But before Zhou's mother went out to ask Lu Xiang to leave, she saw Lu Xiang entering the room and saying with a full smile: "I kindly came to talk to Aunt Yao, why didn't Aunt Yao see me?"
Chapter completed!