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"What do you mean?" An Xia raised his head and looked at Beiming Xiao with a wary expression.

"Once you enter the palace, you will know that it's not easy to be the crown prince's consort. I'm only here to remind you." Beiming Xiao's expression didn't change, and he gave An Xia a deep look as he spoke.

The prescription that An Xia gave him was indeed very ordinary, but he felt that his body was much better than before. He couldn't help but admire An Xia from the bottom of his heart, which was why he came to remind An Xia.

"Thank you very much." An Xia nodded as her heart warmed a bit. Her heart was a bit blocked, and she had no other way out.

"However, the Grand Commandery won't just stand by. You still have to be careful." Darknorth Xiao stared at An Xia for a while, then said, "The general's estate will have to give some face to the Grand Commandery."

"So what? The Grand Commandery can still meddle in the affairs of the Grand Preceptor's estate!" An Xia's heart sank, but he still coldly snorted and said, "Third Prince is overthinking it."

"At the very least, the Grand Preceptor has to give her some face. For Madame Zhao to still be able to stay in the estate, do you think it's due to the Grand Preceptor's friendship?" Beiming Xiao was still smiling as he walked around on the ground and looked at An Xia.

An Xia was also looking straight at Beiming Xiao. His intention was obvious, to cut the grass by its roots.

At that time, she didn't want to leave Madame Zhao out of kindness, but because she felt that if the affair happened, she'd definitely be expelled from the Grand Preceptor's estate. Now it looked like Beiming Xiao's words made sense.

"What do you mean?" An Xia thought for a moment before he tentatively looked at Beiming Xiao. As he spoke, he made a head-butchering gesture.

"What's there to be afraid of? He's already fed the chronic poison." Beiming Xiao's expression turned a bit more serious, and his smile became a bit colder.

He was currently working with An Xia, and since An Xia was able to cure his illness, of course he would kindly remind her.

An Xia didn't respond to his words and slightly frowned.

She would never show mercy to her enemies.

Ever since she transcended over, she had done so many things. It was likely that An Shucheng was aware of this as well. Even though his father wasn't as good as an outsider, he had only watched on coldly from the sidelines.

Who could bring him benefits, then he would help.

Since he had been told by the Imperial Physician Guild to prepare for his future, An Shucheng would definitely not side with him. Right now, he should be doing everything he could to find someone to treat An Xin's face.

If Madame Zhao was causing a scene in the backyard, An Shucheng could close his eyes. If An Xia was causing a scene, then it would be hard to say. For Madame An's sake, An Xia had to be cautious.

After a long while, An Xia shook his head. "It won't be that easy."

However, killing intent rose up from the bottom of her heart. Even if no one died, she couldn't let Aunt Zhao and her daughter stay in the Residence of An …

"I assume you already have a plan." Beiming Xiao regained his smile, as if he had already achieved his goal for coming here. He turned around and said, "However, remember to be careful."

An Xia just watched as he flew out of the window. For a long time, he didn't move.

The current situation couldn't make her worry too much. Even if An Shucheng didn't give An Si a chance to save face, she still had to get rid of Madame Zhao and her daughter before she entered the palace.

Once he entered the palace, Madam An probably wouldn't be a match for them.

She was even more unwilling to accept the position of crown prince's consort. If she couldn't bring An Si into the palace, she might go all out to seize the position of Grand Preceptor's wife.

By then, his mother would probably be in trouble.

An Xia thought as he clenched his fists. I can't let that happen.

After Hong Ye heard the news from the front yard, he walked back with a worried expression. "Eldest Miss, Auntie Zhao released a carrier pigeon …"

"I knew this woman wouldn't be at ease." An Xia narrowed her eyes and snorted coldly, "It seems that she has more than just the True Elf Mansion backing her. I've really underestimated her."

"What do we do now?" Hong Ye also understood that the situation was about to turn clear. Although it seemed like Madame Zhao and her daughter were at a disadvantage, they were not at the end yet.

Actually, the most important matter still depended on An Shucheng's decision.

If he was determined to cure An Xin, An Xia would be in danger.

Even though An Xia was tough and had said something like that, she was still a young miss of a mansion after all. There was no way she could compete with Grand Preceptor Xie!

"Go find the butler." An Xia coldly snorted. It seemed that he couldn't wait until tomorrow to take action. Today, he had to settle this all.

Not long after Red Leaf left, the housekeeper rushed over with a few doubts on his face. After all, it was getting late. "Miss, do you have any instructions?"

"Did the people from the hospital leave?" An Xia's expression was very calm as she asked softly. There weren't many people who could use her. Hong Ye had been keeping an eye on the movements in Aunt Zhao's courtyard, so he still didn't know the progress of An Xin's situation.

The steward shook his head and was a little worried, "Eldest Miss …" Have you decided what to do? "

"Do you think that Madame Zhao can still turn the situation around?" An Xia narrowed his eyes and looked at the butler. His eyes were deep, and his words had a deeper meaning.

"This …" The butler paused for a moment before looking back at An Xia. He shook his head. "We'll have to see how Eldest Miss does it. At this point, there's no need to show any more mercy."

This steward was also a shrewd person. Too many unimaginable things had happened in the past few days at the Grand Preceptor's estate, so he naturally understood what was going on. He also knew that he couldn't underestimate this young miss.

Thus, when he spoke, he thought it through clearly.

"Alright!" An Xia nodded. "In the future, the steward has to help my mother take care of the Grand Preceptor's estate."

He trusted the steward so much.

"Please rest assured Eldest Miss, this old servant will do his best." The steward was smart enough to immediately buy the bill and be fortunate. Although he was a steward of the Grand Preceptor's estate, most of the affairs in the estate went through the women in the backyard. Once upon a time, it had been Madame Zhao.

Although the other aunts had their own methods and thoughts, with An Xia around, it was impossible for them to handle the situation.

Furthermore, those aunts did not have a single heir, let alone the qualifications to compete.

An Xia gave a satisfied smile. "As for what I'm going to do, I think the butler already knows it very well."

They still had a chess piece in their hands. The only reason they were useless was because they were waiting for today.

"Yes." The butler replied and respectfully left. On the surface, there was a smile on his face, but he knew that he had made the right bet. An Xia was not simple at all.

He looked calm and peaceful, but his words were gentle and gentle. Just a single sentence from him was enough to take a person's life.

There was no power here, nor was there Grand Preceptor An's respect for her. If Madam An's parents hadn't fallen so low, An Xia might still be the eldest daughter of the estate, but there was no guarantee of what would happen.

The butler shook his head as he thought about it. He had already sent someone to find someone in Ansi's courtyard.

"Eldest Miss, can the steward sincerely help us?" Hong Ye was a little worried. This butler was too shrewd and would never let loose any muddy water.

"Don't worry." An Xia also looked out the window. "No one else can help us."

Hong Ye was speechless. Even now, with Madame Zhao in such a state, the servants still maintained a wait-and-see attitude. An Shucheng was still in An Si's courtyard, urging imperial doctors to treat his face.

As long as An Shucheng didn't give up on An Xin, the people of the Residence of An would never give up on Madame Zhao.

This Auntie Zhao was quite cunning. Just the Taiyuan Residence alone would not be able to do such a thing. If she did not get rid of her completely, it would bring about endless troubles in the future.

Not long after the steward left, the imperial physicians of the Grand Hospital also left the Residence of An. They spent most of the night, but were unable to find a way to treat the wounds on Ansi's face.

They had originally thought that the medicine came from the Supreme Hospital, but only later did they realize that the medicine had already been tampered with, so there was really no way to cure their peace of mind in a short period of time.

This made it difficult for An Shu to sleep through the night; it was hard for him to make a choice.

Early in the morning, when Anse was still fuming in her room, the servant in her courtyard was brought away by the butler. He was even locked in the woodshed to interrogate her.

Any servant could use any method or torture device to subdue such a large courtyard. Moreover, the steward only asked the servant to confess and set the fire, admitting that the fire had been ordered by Aunt Zhao.

He would not lose his life because of this, and the butler even guaranteed that he would keep it.

As a result, An Shucheng had to leave early in the morning. Before he could even enter his own courtyard, his housekeeper came to greet him and whisper into his ear.

"What?" An Shucheng's face immediately darkened. With a trace of killing intent in his eyes, he asked, "Why did you only find out now?"

"Master, this old servant has been investigating this matter. It's just that Aunt Zhao is in charge of the backyard and doesn't know where to start. Yesterday, Aunt Zhao was placed under house arrest, so this old servant dares …" The butler didn't want to say anything else, but it was more persuasive than saying it.

An Shucheng was still a little displeased. He glared at the butler and asked, "Can you push everyone until they shove the wall down?"

"No, the lord has wronged the old servant, the old servant is just trying to find him for the lord, the old servant is the lord's servant." The butler was still sweating profusely. He did not expect An Shucheng to say this.

For a moment, he was at a loss as to what to do. He could only plop his knees down next to An Shucheng's feet.

An Shucheng looked down at the butler condescendingly. His expression didn't change, and his eyes were so deep that one couldn't see the bottom of them. For a moment, no one was able to see through his intentions.

Not far away, An Xia also watched on coldly. Unless she really poisoned Aunt Zhao to death, there was no better way for her to leave the Residence of Peace in a short period of time.

It wasn't that she didn't want to poison Madame Zhao to death, but she was afraid of leaving any openings. An Shucheng cared about that woman after all. Once she investigated the cause of death, she might not be able to explain everything.

After all, they had been fighting very ferociously these past few days, and the entire Residence of An knew about it.

Time passed very slowly. An Xia was also clenching his fists, waiting for An Shucheng to express his stance. The butler was kneeling there, not daring to even breathe. For Aunt Zhao to do something like this, An Shucheng would actually protect him. It was truly despicable.

Right now, even the steward was beginning to despise the Grand Preceptor. Relying on a woman to rise to power was too embarrassing, but this An Shucheng had to rely on a woman. On one hand, he wanted to rely on an aunt Zhao's wife to rise to power, and on the other, he wanted to use his own daughter to rise to power.

It was indeed shameful.

After a long while, An Wencheng swung his sleeves and coldly snorted, "Bring that servant here. This old man wants to interrogate him personally."