After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

Zhihua shook her head and said hesitantly, "Probably not."

Everyone has seen how much the Madam hates Nian Qiaoyue. To put it bluntly, she should be hoping that Nian Qiaoyue will be captured by the criminals, let alone sending someone to protect her.

Nian Susu was not surprised by this answer. She lifted her skirt, walked down the stairs, and hurried out of the yard without letting Zhihua follow her.

She headed west and saw many guards patrolling on the way. It seemed that Yang Yuerong had not only increased the guards in the East Wing, but also strengthened the security in the central hall, front hall, north courtyard and south courtyard.

The closer you get to the west wing, the fewer guards you see. You can only occasionally see a group of people hurrying past the moon gate, but they are not heading towards the west wing.

It seems that Yang Yuerong really doesn't care about Nian Qiaoyue's life or death at all.

But Nian Susu couldn't help but care. But Nian Qiaoyue died, so she couldn't complete her mission of taking the blame 999 times.

Therefore, before that, nothing should happen in the year or month.

The guards in the west wing were lax and no one stopped Nian Susu, so she entered Nian Qiaoyue's yard unhindered.

This was her first time to step into the West Wing. There was no green plant in the courtyard except for a dying locust tree. Even the stone table and bench under the tree were covered with dead leaves and no one cleaned them up.

Although it was midsummer, the west wing was filled with a chilly and desolate autumn atmosphere.

Nian Susu couldn't help but be shocked. The second young lady, Nian Qiaoyue, was living such a miserable life.

"Oh my, what wind brings our Miss Nian here?"

Nian Susu looked in the direction of the sound and saw Mrs. Zhang walking towards her while cracking melon seeds. She had a weird look on her face and her yellow old eyes were full of malice.

She was too lazy to argue with Mrs. Zhang, so she looked around and asked, "Where's Nian Qiaoyue? I have something to ask her."

Mrs. Zhang raised her upper lip and twisted her mouth, "Although you are the eldest lady, you cannot call the second lady by her name..."

"Get out of here." Nian Susu was very annoyed. He glanced at her with disdain and walked straight towards the house.

Mrs. Zhang dared not speak out her anger. She spat behind her back and trotted after her. "The second young lady is not feeling well! She is not in a good condition to see guests. Please go back, eldest young lady!"

She deliberately raised her voice to remind someone, and Nian Susu knew it very well.

She walked to the bottom of the stairs, stopped, folded her arms, and looked quietly at the closed door.

Sure enough, the door opened the next second.

Nian Qiaoyue looked like a weak willow leaning against the wind, holding her handkerchief in front of her chest, glanced at her and said, "Sister, is there something wrong?"

Seeing that she didn't look uncomfortable, Nian Susu glared at Mrs. Zhang with a sneer.

Mrs. Zhang was so frightened that she ran back behind Nian Qiaoyue, as if she had seen the King of Hell.

"I came here to remind you that a murderer has recently targeted the Prime Minister's residence, and the three people he killed before were all daughters of noble families. As for you, don't run around unless you have something to do, especially at night. Don't open the door no matter what noise you hear outside."

Nian Susu looked at Mrs. Zhang, and she shrank back in fear.

"Let this woman guard you at the door at night. Although there are not many guards in the west wing, no one lives in the other rooms. I will let them come and guard outside your room later."

After listening to this, Nian Qiaoyue had a dull expression.

Nian Susu didn't expect her to be grateful to him, he just hoped that she wouldn't be possessed by An Lingrong and think that he was showing off or giving her alms.

Mrs. Zhang refused to listen. Why should she guard outside the door at night? There are many mosquitoes in the summer night. Wouldn't she be asked to feed the mosquitoes? Besides, if the murderer really came to the west wing, the first one to suffer would be the one who blocked the door. She would not do that!

Of course, she didn't dare to say these words out loud, so she could only find another excuse to refute Nian Susu, "Miss, there is no need to be so hypocritical. Everyone knows that Madam Nian has dispatched three teams of people to guard outside your east wing early in the morning! If you really care about the second young lady, why don't you bring a dozen people to protect her? What's the use of just talking!"

Nian Susu was speechless. If she really had the power to mobilize the guards of the Nian Mansion without going through Yang Yuerong, she would not have to come here in person to bring bad luck. Her kindness was taken for granted!

This woman has been with Nian Qiaoyue for a long time. She knows her weaknesses and what words can hurt her most. Just a few words can make Nian Qiaoyue change her expression.

Nian Susu knew that there was no need for him to stay any longer. "Anyway, I am speaking from my heart. It's up to you whether you want to listen or not. I will ask the guards in the West Wing to pay more attention to you. There is nothing else I can do."

Although she couldn't transfer people from other places, she could still ask the fixed guards in the West Wing to keep a closer eye on this place. It would only cost a few taels of silver.

After Nian Susu left, Nian Qiaoyue stared at the gate for a long time, and then said after a while:

"Mrs. Zhang, please stay outside the room at night so I can feel more at ease." She turned and went back to her room.

Mrs. Zhang's face immediately turned dark. She didn't expect that Nian Qiaoyue would really listen to that bitch!

"Bah! You only know how to cause trouble for me!" She was so angry that she had no place to vent it and could only stamp her feet in hatred.

……

Since the gangster was stabbed by Nian Susu that night, he has not appeared again. It is unknown whether he is recuperating or has shifted his target to another house.

However, this serial murder case has spread throughout Shengjing, and various noble families have taken precautions, so it seems that it will not be so easy for him to succeed.

On the contrary, Qin Junyu would stand guard outside the Niansu dormitory for an hour every night.

Because she had been robbed before, she was really afraid and did not refuse the kindness.

The two of them had a tacit understanding that neither of them would ask or say anything, and they both assumed that the other knew the truth.

Nian Susu could occasionally see his tall figure behind the window screen, occasionally hear his suppressed cough, and occasionally hear his light but hurried footsteps. These subtle movements made her feel inexplicably at ease.

On the fourth day, Qin Junyu really caught sight of... a petty thief.

Nian Susu was awakened by the sound of fighting outside. Having learned from her previous experience, she did not dare to go out rashly. She waited until the sound stopped before tiptoeing to the door.

"Your Highness?"

Did Qin Junyu win or...

Qin Junyu's calm voice came from outside immediately, "Miss Nian, it's okay, don't worry."

After hearing this, Nian Susu finally let go of his worries. He let out a breath and opened the door with confidence.

Qin Junyu held the "criminal" upside down, grabbed his neck with one hand and locked his wrists with the other, and pressed his knee against his lumbar spine, making the "criminal" unable to move.

"Your Highness, thank you for your hard work!" Nian Susu clasped his fists to show his gratitude.

Qin Junyu raised his eyebrows and accepted the greeting.

She leaned forward, and after seeing the face of the "criminal", she felt a little regretful, shook her head and said, "This is not the person I kidnapped that night."

"I saw him sneaking around outside the East Wing, so I captured him."

Nian Susu leaned over and took another closer look. He was clearly a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

He was wearing a dark corseted outfit, and instead of wearing jade, he wore a hemp rope with dozens of strings of various types of shells tied around his waist. On his wrist he wore a faded silver bell bracelet, and he looked like a typical gangster.

The young man raised his head stubbornly and said through gritted teeth: "I am from Tianxuan Villa!"