Quickly travel through three thousand worlds, the thunder tribulation lasts for ten thousand years

Nan Xi knew nothing about all this, but she could foresee what would happen to the Liu family. She sat in the carriage, curled up the corners of her mouth happily and smiled.

As for Cheng Erzhu, he should enjoy the heart-breaking pain for the rest of his life. Taking too much of this poisonous herb can be fatal, but Nan Xi has controlled the dosage very well.

The amount he took last night wouldn't kill him, but it would damage his internal organs. He'll need medicine for the rest of his life, let alone get better.

The journey to the capital was long and she would need to spend a month in a carriage.

The original owner followed Shang Ying by water, which was a much shorter journey and it only took them fifteen days to get there.

"Mom, look at that flower. It's so beautiful. There's a butterfly on it."

There was a family of three sitting in the carriage in front. They looked well-off, and the little girl looked innocent and especially cute.

"Yeah, it looks good..."

Nan Xi turned her head and looked at the wild flowers and birds outside the window. She just felt bored. These flowers and birds were not even as good as the weeds outside her cave.

“If my cultivation was still there, there would be no need for such a bumpy ride. I could just fly on my sword and arrive in a few hours.

I'd better meditate and practice. There are indeed many sufferings in the world."

When Nan Xi started meditating, time passed quickly. The driver arranged meals and rest on the road, so she didn't have to worry about anything.

Even when there were bandits blocking the road, they were dealt with by the escorts. She practiced like this for a month.

Just when Nan Xi's butt was about to get calluses, they finally arrived at the capital.

The bustling streets cannot be compared with those in remote towns.

The original owner saw many things here that he had never seen before. He slowly let go of the past and just wanted to live a good life. Who knew that he would suddenly lose his life.

"Master, where are we going?"

Xiaoying is very lively, flying around in the air, never idle for a moment.

Nan Xi analyzed the plot. The original owner died after coming to the Shen Mansion. It was late at night and she herself didn't know why she died suddenly.

It was neither murder nor poison, he just died in his sleep.

But she had always been in good health and had no symptoms of illness. It was impossible for her to die suddenly. There must be other hidden reasons.

Nan Xi decided to go to the Shen Mansion, where she should be able to find the answer.

Shang Ying's husband, Shen Xiuya, is the second young master of the Shen family. His father is only a minor official of the fifth rank, but Shang Ying is the youngest daughter of Censor Shang, so the Shen family has a status in the capital.

Shen Xiuya and Shang Ying are a loving couple and both are kind people. Shang Ying is not harsh on her servants. The Shen Mansion seems to be a good place to go, at least that's what the original owner thinks.

Nan Xi arrived at the gate of the Shen Mansion and happened to see a matchmaker leading a group of maids into the mansion. Nan Xi followed them in.

"Everyone line up and let Butler Shen take a closer look."

The housekeeper was still very satisfied. This Mrs. Wang was very sensible and efficient. Most of the servants in the Shen family were bought from her pawnshop.

"Huh~"

Butler Shen counted again and looked at Mrs. Wang.

"Didn't we agree on fifteen? Why is there one more?"

Mrs. Wang was a little confused. It was impossible. She counted it twice before leaving the house.

She counted again, and when it came to Nan Xi, she was about to question her, but Nan Xi gave her a mental hint, and Mrs. Wang immediately changed her tone.

"Maybe I counted wrong when I went out. How about I take one back with me?"

Butler Shen waved his hand and said, "Forget it. There are many people missing this time, so let's count them all together."

Mrs. Wang took the silver and left happily.

Nan Xi still used the original owner's name and was assigned to Shang Ying's room as a cleaning maid.

This job is usually leisurely and there is plenty of time, so Nan Xi is very satisfied.

She ran around the mansion when she had nothing to do. Qiuyue, Shang Ying's maid, saw that she was eloquent and well-informed, so she became more relaxed with her and let her play.

Nan Xi observed for a long time but couldn't see anything wrong with Shang Ying.

"Could it be that the original owner's death was really an accident?"

Nan Xi was not sure either. Shen Xiuya usually stayed in the outer courtyard and they had no contact at all. Shang Ying was kind to the servants and had no motive to harm the original owner.

Xiaoying also offered some advice, "Could it be that he was killed because of a conflict with the maid?"

Nan Xi shook her head. "The original owner was a very easy-going and kind person. She usually got along well with her companions. Shang Ying didn't think much of her, and she had no conflicts with the maids at all."

"That's weird."

Nan Xi couldn't find any clues, so she had to live quietly in the Shen Mansion. Half a month later, Shang Ying was very happy because she received an invitation from her best friend Fu Mingzhu.

This was also the first time she attended a lotus viewing party hosted by her best friend after getting married.

The next day, Shang Ying happily went out with her two maids, but when she came back, she looked sad.

She often stared at Nan Xi in a daze, looking at a loss.

Nan Xi could sense Shang Ying's conflicted thoughts, but she had no idea why she looked like that.

At night, Nan Xi came to Shang Ying's room and observed her in her dreams.

In the dream, Shang Ying went to the Yong'an Marquis' Mansion, where she met the marquis's wife Xie Zhilan, who seldom went out to meet guests.

Shang Ying was surprised to find that the Marquis's wife looked 80% similar to Liu Xiaoxi, the little maid in her own house.

"Everyone, enjoy yourself. I'm not feeling well, so let my little daughter Mingzhu entertain you. I won't be with you."

Shang Ying looked at her good friend Fu Mingzhu standing next to the Marquis's wife, and she unconsciously imagined Nan Xi's face. This scared her, because Nan Xi looked more like the Marquis's daughter than Mingzhu did.

Shang Ying was so scared that she didn't dare to stay any longer. She made the excuse of feeling unwell and hurried back home.

After returning home, she felt even more uneasy. Whenever she saw Nan Xi, she would feel a chill in her heart.

Nan Xi sighed, hoping that the truth would not be what she thought.

Shang Ying was a good person. She ordered her servants to rescue the original owner. She did not mind that she had a fever and was sick, and asked the accompanying doctor to treat her well.

Later, when she heard that the original owner had nowhere to go, she took her back to the capital. Before taking her in as a maid, she solemnly asked for the original owner's opinion.

The only warmth the original owner had in his life was given by Shang Ying.

The time she spent as a maid was one of the few happiest times for the original owner.

The original owner was still grateful for Shang Ying's kindness until the moment of his death.

Nan Xi looked at Shang Ying, who was still restless in her sleep, and turned and left the room.

Shang Ying’s dilemma did not last long. Fu Mingzhu had done her a favor. A few years ago, she was framed by her sister and fell into the water. It was Fu Mingzhu who rescued her.

This was a life-saving favor, and she could never forget it.

She quickly asked her nanny to go to the Yong'an Marquis' Mansion and inquire carefully about the past events. She learned that the marquis's wife had an accident during childbirth. She then confirmed her thoughts.

She would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go, and she couldn't let her good friend fall into danger.

Nan Xi knew that danger was coming. Although she was not afraid at all, she still remained alert, especially at night, when she meditated instead of sleeping.

It was three o'clock in the morning and everything was quiet.

Nan Xi lay on her bed and waited quietly.

Her current status does not allow her to sleep in a room alone, so this is an eight-person room.

Everyone else was asleep at this moment, and suddenly, Nan Xi felt something strange coming from the window.

"coming!"

Xiaoying flew out, took a look, and flew back.

"Master, a man in black has arrived."

"I've already seen it."

A small sword suddenly appeared in Nan Xi's palm. It was only the size of a palm, and the cracks on it were shocking, but the small sword was as solid as before and did not break into pieces.