C7

Upon hearing that the woodshed was on fire, An Shucheng, who had been entangled with Madame Zhao, kicked her out of the bed. His expression immediately turned cold. "Bitch, so you wanted to silence her by killing her."

The disheveled Madame Zhao almost spat out a mouthful of blood. She hadn't expected something like this to happen. She crawled up from the ground and hugged An Shicheng's thigh. "Old Master, I didn't, I really didn't."

At this moment, An Shucheng was in no mood to listen to her explanation. He put on his clothes and walked out in large strides.

Outside the wooden house, An Xia was leading his servants to extinguish the fire. However, the fire was too big and couldn't be extinguished anytime soon.

Seeing the fire, An Shucheng's face turned ashen. He stood with his hands behind his back, clenching them into fists. As long as Old Lady Li died, it would be difficult to find the person behind this.

Right now, An Shucheng was still suspecting that Auntie Zhao was trying to kill him. Moreover, he remembered An Xia's words, openly wanting to poison your daughter to death, and also being able to do so flawlessly. If one day he had any ill intentions, even his father would be able to get rid of him without him knowing …

These words continuously echoed in An Shucheng's ears, making him even more suspicious of Madame Zhao.

However, there was no proof of that now.

"Father, why have you come?" An Xia saw An Shucheng in the crowd with her sharp eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up into a smile. She knew that her plan had succeeded. Madame Zhao's good days were coming to an end.

Glancing at An Xia, Zhao Shucheng concealed the emotion on his face and nodded. "How did a fire start here?"

"Daughter doesn't know. When the fire started, Daughter was still in her room, and only brought people out to extinguish the fire when she saw how fierce it was!" An Xia had cleanly pushed everything away.

She was Miss Qian Jin after all, so she didn't have to deal with things like extinguishing the fire. However, if the fire was too big, it would be normal for her to make a move.

"Where's Ansi?" An Shucheng asked again, giving An Xia a deep look. He originally wanted to get rid of his daughter and rely on An Xin, but now it seemed like he was completely wrong.

"I didn't see it." An Xia honestly said that, of course, An Xin wouldn't come to this kind of occasion.

An Shucheng then went to find the steward, asking him how he guarded the Residence of An, and how he managed to set the woodshed on fire.

He had been by An Shicheng's side for many years, and knew his character. He also knew that he valued the matter of Grandma Li's poison. Now that Grandma Li had been burned to death, he had to give her an explanation.

At this moment, he felt even more uneasy.

He also knew that An Si's men had just come to the woodshed, but it was hard to say who had set the fire.

"Butler." An Shucheng's voice was very, very quiet, and he was suppressing his anger. This was the behavior of a person before the storm.

The steward trembled and could only bite the bullet and step forward, "Master, this old servant will definitely investigate this matter. I will definitely give Master an explanation."

Now that An Xia had turned the tables on her, but Aunt Zhao was after all a member of the Imperial Concubine. Even An Shucheng did not dare to easily offend her.

Right now, he could only find a scapegoat.

An Xia stood at the side, silent. She was just going to watch the show.

The angry An Shucheng naturally suspected Madame Zhao as well. However, he couldn't touch her yet, so he had no choice but to drop the matter. Thinking up to here, he flicked his sleeves and left.

Thinking that the butler treated Madam An with respect and didn't do anything excessive, An Xia kindly reminded the butler, "Everyone who has been to the woodshed has asked about this. This is the woodshed after all, and a little spark can be found here."

Seeing An Xia's gentle face, the butler narrowed his eyes. He knew that this young miss was different from the past. He nodded his head lightly and said, "Thank you for your advice, young miss."

Anxia was very satisfied with the butler's performance, so she nodded and left with Red Leaf.

It was impossible for her to take down Madame Zhao in one fell swoop, but now that Madame Zhao's right-hand woman was gone, An Shucheng couldn't help but feel suspicious. This way, her days wouldn't be easy.

"Eldest Miss, are we just going to let it go like this?" Red Leaf didn't quite understand as she looked around.

"No rush, take your time." An Xia smiled.

It wasn't until dinner time that the fire in the woodshed finally subsided. The butler was a smart person, and he knew that after this morning's incident, An Xia would enter the palace sooner or later to become the princess' consort.

So the steward found one of Aunt Zhao's informants and beat her to death before reporting to An Shucheng that it was a useless servant who had accidentally set fire to the woodshed.

This result was within his expectations. Aunt Zhao, who had been tricked by a beauty, was sitting in An Si's room. Both of their expressions were rather unsightly.

"Mom, are we just going to let it go like this?" An Si ferociously stomped his foot, his face filled with dissatisfaction. "It must be that bitch An Xia's doing."

"Do you have evidence?" Although Aunt Zhao's expression was unsightly, she remained calm and composed. As expected of someone who controlled the Residence of Peace with some tricks and schemes.

"But we can't just let it go like this!" An Si gritted his teeth. This time, they had suffered greatly.

"What are the people in your yard doing in the woodshed?" Auntie Zhao, on the other hand, was in a state of disgrace and honor. After burning Grandma Li to death, of course her heart ached, but right now, she was too passive. She could only bear with it and ask An Xin while glaring at her.

Hearing this question, An Xin lowered her head. Actually, she had wanted to run out as well, but was stopped by Madame Zhao.

Because if she went, anything she said would be suspicious.

"Take care of your own people. The current An Xia isn't like the past. She's not dead yet, but she's become smarter now." Aunt Zhao laughed coldly, "However, no matter how smart she is, I will definitely remove her from the position of Crown Prince's consort."

"Yes, Mother. I believe in you." An Si also nodded her head vigorously, while whispering a few sentences in Aunt Zhao's ear …