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An Xia's hand tightened as he resisted stepping forward, coldly looking at An Shucheng.

The steward wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and left. He was already on the tiger, so he couldn't back down now. He had to let things develop according to his plan or else his life would be over.

Seeing that the butler had left, An Shucheng felt a cold gaze on him. He quickly turned around and looked behind him, but didn't find anything.

At this moment, An Xia was hiding behind a large tree with a porcelain bottle in her hand. If An Shucheng discovered anything, she would have no choice but to make a move. She could not harm the housekeeper because of this matter.

Although she couldn't change the truth, she could still use the needle to make An Shicheng forget everything that had happened today.

She, An Xia, had some tricks up her sleeve.

It would be difficult to deal with those experts with powerful martial arts skills, but this method was more than enough to deal with An Shucheng.

However, she still wanted to see how An Shucheng would judge.

If he were to blindly side with Madame Zhao, then there really would be no need for him to show any mercy.

After the beaten up servant brought him here, An Shucheng's gaze turned deeper. With a single glance, he saw through the problem and clenched his fists. He even knew the truth.

However, the butler still had a backup plan, and his complexion had somewhat recovered.

"Which yard are you from?" An Shucheng put his hands behind his back and coldly asked as he glared at the servant who was brought up before him.

The servant knelt there, bowed his head, and replied with a trembling voice: "Reporting to Master... This servant is the second young miss, from the courtyard. "

"What did you do? He was caught by the butler? An Shucheng didn't even look at the butler as he coldly asked.

"Reporting, reporting to the old master, this servant follows orders!" The man was still somewhat panicked and replied in a confused manner, "Yes, it was Madam Zhao who had the servant light a fire. She said that once the woodshed was burnt, everything would be destroyed!"

"What nonsense." An Shucheng raised his leg and kicked the man hard. It was obvious that he was very angry. "Where did this Madame Zhao come from?"

He could spare Aunt Zhao the luxury of doing anything, but he couldn't show it to the public.

After all, a wife was a wife and a concubine was a concubine. If he couldn't figure all of this out, the Grand Preceptor wouldn't have been able to do what he did today.

"Yes, yes, it was Aunt Zhao. She ordered the servant to light the woodshed." The servant stole a glance at the butler and saw that the latter remained calm and indifferent, so he was not that afraid.

Because the butler had already arranged everything, this servant didn't dare to say anything. After all, his family was already controlled by the butler.

Although the authority of a steward was not great, he was in charge of these servants.

Sometimes, it was even scarier than his master.

"Is there any evidence?" An Shucheng still refused to give up. Today in the imperial court, the Emperor had asked the emperor about the matters of the Residence of An. He didn't think that these matters would spread so quickly.

For a moment, he didn't know what his daughter's background was.

The more it was like this, the more he didn't want to lose the arm of the Zhao Family. Originally, he wanted to suppress the matter of Aunt Zhao, even if it was the emperor.

He needed arms, but he was afraid of jackals, especially if they were still sleeping by his pillow.

"Master, someone saw him in the woodshed that day …" The housekeeper had already calmed down. He also knew that An Xia would definitely be watching from the shadows. With his understanding of An Xia these past few days, he knew that she definitely had some tricks up her sleeve.

So there was no need to be afraid.

"Who is it?" An Shucheng was already gnashing his teeth. On one hand, he was angry at the butler, and on the other, he was angry at Madame Zhao.

If all of this was true, there was definitely no room for Madame Zhao and her daughter.

No matter how powerful the Zhao Mansion was, they could not tolerate it.

"Someone, bring them here." The butler waved at the person outside the door.

An Shucheng gave the butler another deep look before retracting his gaze. His heart was becoming more and more confused as he lowered his head to hide his emotions.

"As expected of the steward of the Residence of Tranquil East Tribe." An Xia sneered. Fortunately, Aunt Zhao did not try to rope in the housekeeper. She was too arrogant, and felt that the Zhao Family was enough.

With her Zhao Clan's position and the tricks of the butler, Madam An and An Xia should have died a long time ago. There was no way for her to teleport here.

A few servants were brought in, and there were people in every yard, some even with red leaves.

An Xia was somewhat surprised that the butler didn't tell her.

These servant girls all identified the servant who was kneeling on the ground, saying that they had seen him wandering around the woodshed that day.

They did not say, however, that they had seen him light the fire.

That was enough. He wandered around the woodshed, and then he caught fire. He even burned Grandma Li to death. This was already quite a suspect.

After interrogating a few of his servants, An Shucheng was once again silent. After a long while, he turned to the butler and said, "Take everyone away."

Only An Shucheng was left in the courtyard, standing there motionlessly.

It was indeed hard to make a choice.

An Xia smiled. She felt that she should add fuel to the fire. Otherwise, it would really be difficult for An Shucheng to make a decision.

Ye Zichen looked at the pigeon in his hand. This was a gift from Beiming Xiao, and it was going to come in handy so soon.

The third prince was also not ordinary. His body was weak and sickly, and he had always been a companion to the crown prince. Unexpectedly, he also had his own methods and influence in the shadows.

Moreover, for a time, An Xia couldn't see it clearly.

Since last night, Aunt Zhao had constantly sent out messenger pigeons asking for help.

However, these pigeons were stopped by Beiming Xiao's men and sent to An Xia early in the morning.

Lifting a handful of medicinal powder in the air, An Xia released the carrier pigeon, which accurately landed on An Shucheng's shoulder.

An Shucheng's thoughts froze for a moment. He grabbed the carrier pigeon and removed the letter from his leg. With just a glance, he tore the letter into pieces. His face turned ashen, and he gnashed his teeth ferociously.

Seeing this, An Xia was also somewhat puzzled. That letter didn't seem to have anything on it. How could it make An Shucheng so angry?

However, she didn't want to know either. All she knew was that Madame Zhao had lost completely. After today, there would no longer be Madame Zhao and An Xin in the Residence of An.

No matter if he cared about the position of the Crown Prince's wife or not, he was still the future Crown Prince's wife. Nobody could change that.

An Xia returned to her courtyard with a relieved expression. She had just received news that Aunt Zhao and An Xin had been chased out of the Residence of Tranquil East Tribe.

"Eldest Miss, Eldest Miss, Aunt Zhao has been driven to a manor that is not working. She has been ordered to leave immediately." At this moment, Red Leaf ran in excitedly, "He's finally gone."

She had been waiting for this day for a long time.

She was at An Xia's side and had been bullied a lot by Aunt Zhao and her daughter, so she hated her for it.

"Send him to the manor!" An Xia was currently bent over the table reading a medical book. At this moment, he raised his head and closed the medical book. "It won't be that easy. I still don't want to give up on the Zhao Family. "

As she sighed, the downfall of Madam An's family had given Madame Zhao a very good chance.

At this point, he still managed to protect Aunt Zhao's identity.

As long as her status remained, with her abilities, she would one day be able to turn the situation around.

Hong Ye also nodded. "Yes, Master did not divorce Madame Zhao." Disappointment was written all over his face.

"It's alright, let's go send Aunt Zhao off." An Xia stood up and lightly smiled. "I think the other aunts will also send you off."

"Yes, miss." Hong Ye immediately put on some clothes for An Xia, changed his clothes, and walked to the main gate of the Residence of An.

Zhao Shucheng did not appear, while Aunt Zhao and An Xin, who had her face ruined, stood by the side of the carriage. As expected, all the other concubines were present, including Madam An.

Seeing An Xia and his servant, the few aunts scattered, the emotions in their eyes becoming more and more obvious.

However, they all knew that this time, it was this young miss who had won. Not only had Madame Zhao been chased away, she was also in such a miserable state. She didn't want a single servant by her side.

"Take these little sisters with you. The manor can't be compared to the manor." Madam An glanced at An Xia as she handed the banknotes over to Aunt Zhao. She was aware of everything that had happened these past few days.

She was also a little unfamiliar with this daughter of hers, but she knew that this was her own daughter.

An Xia nodded to Madam An and gave her a look of relief. She was supported by Hong Ye to Ansi and said, "Father is too heartless. I haven't even treated my sister's face yet. I'll be delayed if I go to the manor."

"An Xia, you slut, don't pretend to be kind. It's all because of you that Miss Si'er's face is ruined …" Aunt Zhao was somewhat agitated. She wholeheartedly wanted to kill An Xia, but to no avail. Instead, she was plotted against and begged for help, but there was no response.

She knew that if that person received the letter, he would definitely rush over. She knew that she had been tricked by An Xia again.

An Xia remained unmoved and only smiled. "Aunt Zhao must be joking. My little sister fell down and cut her face. Why are you complaining to me? You should teach my little sister to hold the bowl steady and to hug a wild cat tightly."

She wasn't afraid of overturning the old scores.

When she spoke, she looked full of confidence and her face was calm as she stared straight at Aunt Zhao.

The other concubines began to whisper amongst themselves. Madam An's face darkened as well, as if she wanted to say something but held it in in the end.

"Big sister, I …" An Xin wasn't as shameless as Aunt Zhao. She understood the meaning behind An Xia's words and was momentarily speechless.

"Miss Si'er, let's go." Aunt Zhao was quite angry. She had always wanted to kill An Xia when she saw her, but now she wanted to slice An Xia into a thousand pieces.

At the moment, she had no other choice but to leave the Residence of Peace for a period of time.

Every time she saw Anse's face, her heart would ache.

Then he would hate An Xia even more, wishing that he could tear her into ten thousand pieces.

She didn't think that if An Xia used the medicine of the doctor's daughter and became like An Xin, then she would be even more miserable than them. At that time, not only would she be chased out of the Residence of An, An Shu would definitely find an excuse to give Madam An a letter of rest.

Thinking of this, An Xia didn't pity her at all as he looked at the destitute Aunt Zhao. He said in a deep voice, "Wait."

He looked at Madam An and said, "Mother, Father said that they are only allowed to bring clothes and not banknotes. Naturally, the food department will have people arrange things for them, and given how remote the manor is, they won't need banknotes."

"Sister Xia …" Madam An was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect An Xia to say this.

"Eldest young mistress, you've gone too far …" Ansi also stared at An Xia, gritting her teeth as she spoke. As she spoke, she snatched the banknotes from Aunt Zhao's hands and smashed them on the ground before turning around to ride the carriage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it will be more difficult for you in the future. Help my mother take care of the Residence of Peace." After the carriage left, An Xia looked at the other concubines. These few people were targeting Madame Zhao now, and had stepped on her quite a few times in the past. However, An Xia didn't want to draw aggro, as these people weren't as ruthless as her.

As he said this, he asked Hong Ye to pick up the silver notes and put them in the hands of the concubines.

Madam An could see all of this, but she could only helplessly shake her head.

As soon as he sent Aunt Zhao and her daughter away, someone came to report that someone from the Mansion of the Marquis.

The last time An Xia had met her was at the Mansion of the Marquis. Now that someone from the Mansion had arrived, Madam An was momentarily worried.