The daughter of the first wife grew up in the countryside and was extremely powerful

Just when he felt despair, the guards sent by the Marquis' Mansion appeared before him like a savior.

At the same time, Meng Hewan also asked someone to send him a letter, which detailed her plan.

After reading the letter, Meng Qiaoming immediately had an idea in his mind.

He knew that all he had to do next was to secretly prepare the necessary things according to Meng Hewan's instructions and wait patiently for the right opportunity to come.

Another three long days passed, and finally the day of the banquet at the palace arrived.

On this day, the royal palace extended a cordial invitation to all officials within the fiefdom.

After Meng Qiaoming learned the news, he immediately ordered everyone to prepare horses and wait patiently outside the city.

Everyone waited from day till night fell, until three o'clock in the morning.

At this moment, something unexpected happened - a raging fire suddenly broke out in the princess's yard in the palace!

The flames shot up into the sky, lighting up half of the night sky.

Because the fire was extremely fierce, it was impossible to put it out quickly.

As the fire grew bigger and bigger and continued to spread, the people in the palace ran around in panic and shouted for help.

Soon, the news reached the county government, and officials there led their men to help put out the fire.

After some hard work and struggle, the fire was finally brought under control.

However, when the fire was finally completely extinguished, the scene that appeared before our eyes was shocking.

The once magnificent and exquisite princess courtyard has now become a ruin, with broken walls, smoking piles of rubble and charred wood everywhere.

Pei Qing'an's face was extremely gloomy. He stood silently in the ruins, listening to his subordinates report the situation without saying a word.

According to the subordinates, no one in the yard was spared and all were burned into black charcoal.

After they carefully counted the number of people, they found that it exactly matched the original population in the princess's yard.

Pei Qing'an had no waves in his heart, but his face was calm as he slowly walked towards the big bed that had been burned to ashes.

Amidst a pile of dark wreckage, he noticed a charred corpse that stood out.

When I got closer, I saw that there was still a piece of warm and white jade Buddha left on the body.

Pei Qing'an was very familiar with this jade Buddha because it was the one Meng Hewan had carried with her since she was a child.

Seeing the person die, Pei Qing'an did not feel too sad. After all, which man could accept a woman who cheated on him?

In the end, the person was buried in a hurry. In order to avoid suspicion, a white sail was hoisted in the mansion.

Meng Qiaoming waited anxiously outside the city for a long time. His anxious eyes kept scanning the city gate, fearing that he would miss any figure that might appear.

Finally, after a long wait, a graceful figure in a black cloak slowly walked out of the city.

As the person gradually approached, Meng Qiaoming felt excited. Sure enough, it was the Meng Hewan he had been thinking about day and night!

Seeing the beloved woman who had been haunting his dreams again, Meng Qiaoming could no longer suppress the surging emotions in his heart. He strode forward and hugged Meng Hewan tightly in his broad and warm arms.

Fearing that others might notice, he did not say much, but only trembled his arms slightly, as if he wanted to convey all his long-held thoughts and concerns through this brief hug.

Immediately afterwards, the two did not dare to delay for even a moment and quickly set out on the journey back to the capital overnight.

Who would have thought that the weather was not good and it rained heavily all the way.

Raindrops as big as beans fell down with a crackling sound, splashing water on the road.

The already rugged mountain road became even more muddy and difficult to walk on.

Even the only carriage had its wheels stuck deep in the mud and was moving forward slowly and with difficulty. Every step seemed to require all the strength in the body.

To make matters worse, the heavy rain has been going on for several days, causing the mountain soil to become saturated and loose.

When they passed a towering mountain, they unfortunately encountered a mudslide.

The rolling mud and rocks were like a roaring beast, unstoppable.

At the critical moment, Meng Qiaoming sacrificed himself to protect Meng Hewan without hesitation, using his body to block the overwhelming mud and rock torrent.

In the end, although he successfully rescued Meng Hewan, he himself was hit by a huge rock on the leg and broke it on the spot.

The road was completely destroyed by the impact of the mudslide. The group was unable to advance or retreat. They had no choice but to temporarily set up camp in the mountains and wait for the rain to stop.

This wait lasted for two full days, during which time everyone suffered from the wind and rain, and suffered from hunger and cold.

Fortunately, the rain gradually subsided, and the guards worked together to dig out a barely passable path.

So the carriage set off again, slowly heading towards the capital.

Unfortunately, Meng Qiaoming's injured leg became more serious because he missed the best time for treatment.

Even if he could return to Beijing for treatment, it would probably be difficult for him to fully recover.

Despite this, he still gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and insisted on escorting Meng Hewan all the way to the capital safely.

Now, having gone through numerous hardships, Meng Qiaoming has quietly returned to the capital with Meng Hewan, and began to face the challenges of an unknown fate...

Since she is now considered a deceased person, she cannot appear in public.

So, Meng Qiaoming racked his brains to find a secluded house in the capital, and carefully placed her there. Then he dragged his scarred and almost disabled legs back to the Marquis' Mansion.

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When hearing the news, Gu Fanchu only had a faint sneer on his face, which seemed extremely ironic.

She leisurely picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and then spoke slowly in an unusually calm tone:

"I didn't expect Meng Qiaoming to be so devoted to Meng Hewan! So when they evacuated the palace, was Meng Hewan the only one who managed to escape?"

"Indeed, she was the only one who managed to leave."

After receiving a positive answer, Gu Fanchu couldn't help but think in his heart that it seemed that Meng Hewan was really cruel and ruthless. She must have killed all the people close to her in the raging fire.

What a vicious woman!

Thinking of this, Gu Fanchu narrowed his eyes slightly, a barely perceptible cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he opened his mouth and ordered:

"Alright, you can go back and rest for now. Remember to send other trustworthy people to closely monitor Meng Hewan's movements. As for the Marquis' Mansion, you must also continuously send people to keep a close eye on it. Don't let them slack off even a little bit."

The spy nodded in agreement and then slowly and respectfully left the room. The sound of his footsteps gradually faded away until it finally disappeared.

Gu Fanchu stroked the teacup, his thoughts wandering:

"Meng Hewan, how are you going to hide well in the capital? If you want to hide, I will make it impossible for you to hide."