Just because she looks weak doesn't mean she's easy to bully.

Cheng Jinchu took Shen Yuning back the next day, and gave the reason to Old Lady Shen that she was not feeling well and might have caught a cold.

Old Mrs. Shen didn't say anything, but just reminded them to be careful on the road, and she would stay in the temple for a few more days before going back.

Shen Yuning was very careful along the way, so when they arrived at the gate of the Shen Mansion without any obstruction, she still looked incredulous.

Cheng Jinchu was about to get off the carriage when Shen Yuning grabbed Cheng Jinchu's hand.

"We got back so smoothly?"

Cheng Jinchu also found it a little unbelievable. She was ready to stretch her muscles, but in the end, no one came.

"No matter what, when we come back, it will be Sun Manman's bad luck."

Cheng Jinchu got off the carriage, and Shen Yuning followed behind her.

"Well, what if they received news that the assassination would take place tomorrow, and they didn't expect us to return early."

The possibility proposed by Shen Yuning is not possible. Since it is an assassination, we must be prepared for others to change the time at any time.

After entering the gate of Shen Mansion, Cheng Jinchu and Shen Yuning went back to their respective residences. Cheng Jinchu would definitely go to look for Sun Manman, but, it was broad daylight, so forget it. He just wanted to go back and have a good rest first.

Cheng Jinchu went back, washed up, and lay down. Over there was General Wang’s mansion.

Wang Jiazheng was heading towards his mother's yard, but just as he reached the door, he was stopped by Mother Zhang who was beside his mother.

"Miss, the Madam is not feeling well today. The Master has not gone out today and is accompanying the Madam. Miss, is there something urgent? Otherwise, come back tomorrow?"

Wang Jia didn't have anything to say, she just heard that Xiao Junyi was coming back, and she was so happy that she wanted her mother to talk to her father and invite him over.

However, since her mother was not feeling well, she didn't want to disturb her rest with these things.

"Okay, I'll come tomorrow!"

Having said that, Wang Jia left. Mother Zhang watched Wang Jia walk away before going into the house.

In the room, General Wang's wife, Zhang, was lying on the bed. Her face was pale and her exposed fingers were bandaged. Even though the bandages were so thick, blood still seeped out.

"Jia Er, is she gone?"

The person who spoke was General Wang, who was sitting beside the bed. He was wiping the sweat off his wife's face with concern.

Mother Wang said respectfully.

"Yes! The young lady probably wants to come to see the lady because the second prince is coming back."

General Wang sighed.

"Ah... we only have this one daughter, so we usually spoil her. Now, she is even more outrageous!"

Mother Zhang lowered her head. She couldn't bear to look at the tortured lady on the bed.

She had watched her lady grow up, and now she was being punished for her daughter, but she felt sorry for her daughter and didn't want her to know.

"What do you think she is doing to help the daughter of Minister Sun this time?"

General Wang frowned. He knew who his daughter's best friends were. Sun Manman was at most a marginal figure in their small group. When his daughter was at home, she often expressed her disdain for people like Sun Manman.

How come he actually stole his token for Sun Manman this time?

"I heard that the young lady saw the young lady of the Shen family with her own eyes that day. The young lady was so beautiful. Master, you know that the young lady is worried."

General Wang sighed deeply.

"She's good-looking, and she's not that woman, so does she have to kill everyone in the world who's prettier than her?"

Mother Zhang was silent. She also knew that the young lady had gone too far this time, and Miss Shen had not offended her.

Moreover, after so many years of getting along with Sun Manman, the young lady knew that Sun Manman was not a good person at all. And because her young lady was drinking tea in a teahouse, and Miss Shen was downstairs, she looked down from the second floor and happened to see the girl's appearance, ah...

"Wanxin just spoiled her. After this, I will discipline her. Look, this trouble has been borne by her own mother. If she continues like this, I'm afraid Wanxin will even lose her life to this rebellious girl."

Mother Zhang looked at the unconscious lady on the bed with heartache and took the handkerchief from General Wang's hand.

"Master, you are tired after a whole night. Go and have a rest. I will take care of the lady here!"

General Wang nodded. Although he was worried about his wife, he couldn't stay here all the time, for fear that the emperor would suddenly summon him.

Over there, General Wang just turned around and went to the study to rest, and here Wang Jia just returned to her own yard. Wang Jia didn't see her mother, and she felt a little disappointed. After all, she couldn't wait any longer, her sworn brother was about to come back, and she really missed him.

Wang Jia walked to the table and sat down. There was a painting on the table. She picked up the painting and her eyes unconsciously became fierce.

"You are all bitches. You just use your pretty face to seduce someone else's fiancé. How shameless."

The painting in Wang Jia's hand depicts a woman in red. She is extremely beautiful, especially her eyes, which are as beautiful as a pair of fox eyes that are so captivating. Wang Jia stroked the eyes of the woman in the painting.

"No wonder you're so attractive. You look like a demon. Sooner or later, I'll get rid of you. By then, my sworn brother will be mine alone. You, for one, are not worthy of staying by his side."

Wang Jia threw the painting to the ground. The maid standing nearby did not go forward to pick it up. She just stood there motionless.

"Pick it up and put it away!"

Wang Jia glanced at the maid who was standing there without moving her eyes, and gave the order in a deep voice.

The maid only dared to move after receiving Wang Jia's order. Soon, the maid put away the painting. The maid who was about to continue standing in the same place like a wooden man was stopped by Wang Jia.

"come over!"

Wang Jia waved to the maid, and although the maid was a little scared, she still went forward.

"You went out with me last time. You also met Miss Shen that day, right?"

The maid didn't dare to lie.

"Yes!"

The maid lowered her head and grabbed her skirt with her hands, very nervous.

To be honest, there is no maid in this mansion who is not nervous when facing the young lady's questions.

"Is she beautiful?"

Beads of sweat had already begun to flow down the maid's forehead along her hair.

The maid swallowed and found it difficult to breathe.

Wang Jia held up her hand, admiring the newly-dyed nail polish on it.

"Huh? Why aren't you talking? Don't you know how to talk?"

The maid shuddered.

“It’s beautiful…”

While struggling, the maid still told the truth. She remembered how tall the grass was on the grave of a maid who tried to flatter her.

"You have a good eye... So who is prettier, her or the girl in the painting?"

The maid took a deep breath. Fortunately, she was not comparing herself with her mistress, so this question was easy to answer.

"Yes, Miss Shen is pretty."

In fact, they are equally beautiful. Miss Shen is as beautiful as a fairy, and the woman in the painting is also very pretty. If you look at them alone, Miss Shen still has some charm. But when you compare the two of them together, Miss Shen's appearance has nothing to do with charm or vixen.

A smile appeared on Wang Jia's lips. She stood up and patted the maid's shoulder.

"You are good at talking, but that's all. Like appearance preferences, everyone has different preferences. This is your feeling. I'm in a good mood recently. Go out and stand. Don't show up in front of me. I want to take a rest."

The maid naturally knew why the young lady was in a good mood. She had escaped danger again.

You know, just the day before yesterday, the maid who had always been very close to her was whipped to death by the young lady. In the end, the maid's parents came to the general's mansion crying to collect the body. When they left, the young lady gave them two taels of silver to let the matter rest.

Since the lady had spoken, she must be eager to leave the lady's sight, so she quickly bowed and went out.