After being sentenced to death, she came to her senses.

The farce came to an end. Although Wang was not executed, Fang Xiaoran's goal was at least achieved.

However, she ultimately overestimated the so-called father-daughter bond. At a time like this, Fang Zhengyong would never protect her.

She couldn't imagine how miserable her situation would be if things were reversed. Now she finally understood why her mother had gone to great lengths to take her away from the Fang family. In such a cannibalistic place, she couldn't have survived alone.

After leaving Ci'an Hall, Fang Xiaoran headed towards the North Residence.

She kept her head down, lost in thought, as if everything around her was irrelevant. Just as she was halfway there, Liu suddenly quickened her pace and hurriedly caught up with her. "It seems that bringing down Wang Zhiyu won't be so easy. Hasn't Sixth Miss wasted all her efforts this time?"

Her words were somewhat sarcastic. She wasn't expressing her relief that Wang Zhiyu hadn't been brought down; rather, she was blaming Fang Xiaoran for breaking her promise. She had promised to let her take control of the family, but now that she realized Wang's position in Fang Zhengyong's heart was unshakeable, she was just asking for trouble.

She originally planned to deal with someone like Wang secretly, delivering a heavy blow to Wang without a trace, so that Wang would never have a chance to recover. Therefore, the current situation is very unfavorable for her.

"What's the rush, Aunt Liu?" Fang Xiaoran sneered, glancing at Liu with her cold eyes.

Recalling Fang Xiaoran's methods for dealing with Wu Guicheng, Liu couldn't help but shudder.

Fang Xiaoran continued, "Now that the power to manage the family is no longer in Wang Zhiyu's hands, and Grandmother is in poor health, she simply doesn't have the energy to manage the entire Fang family. Isn't this the perfect opportunity for you to seize power?"

That was indeed the case, but Liu was still a little worried. She frowned and said, "She's very healthy. She's just been a little tired lately because of Wu Yatou's matter. She'll get better sooner or later."

The mention of Fang Xiaoqi startled Liu Shi. She glanced at Fang Xiaoran subconsciously, but saw that Fang Xiaoran seemed completely unconcerned about the person she had mentioned, which put Liu Shi at ease.

"Just wait and see. What's yours can't be taken away by anyone." With that, Fang Xiaoran slowly walked away, leaving Liu standing there blankly, feeling an indescribable sense of unease.

The North Residence was ravaged by a raging fire, and the entire courtyard and side rooms were reduced to ashes. Even the place where Qinglan and the others lived was not spared. Now, the only place that can be temporarily taken shelter is Fang Xiaoran's Qishui Pavilion, but this pavilion has also been severely damaged. Half of the building has become ruins, with only one room still standing.

Looking at the scene before them, Ziju and Qinglan felt an indescribable sense of desolation.

Qinglan said, "How can anyone live here in this state? The master and his family are really something. They didn't even ask about the current situation of Beiju. They should at least arrange a new place for the young lady to stay."

Even Ziju couldn't hold back any longer and chimed in, "The young lady is still injured, and they haven't even called a doctor. The master is truly heartless."

Yes, she's still injured.

If they hadn't mentioned Fang Xiaoran, she would have almost forgotten about the wound on her arm. After arguing with the Wang family for so long, the blood had basically stained half of her sleeve red. Yet she was still ignored. It's clear that no one in the Fang family welcomes her anymore.

Fang Xiaoran chuckled and pressed an acupoint on the wound to barely stop the bleeding. Then she calmly walked towards the ruins.

This was the house her mother used to live in. She could have stopped the North House from burning down, but to make it look more tragic and to make the situation seem more serious, she chose to stand by and watch.

Of course, it was also thanks to this fire that she was able to be punished, otherwise, her injury alone would not have been enough to deprive her of her power to manage the household.

"Miss..." Seeing Fang Xiaoran slowly walk towards the room, Ziju and the others quickly followed. The courtyard was full of water, debris, and burned items. Some places were even still smoking. It was a complete mess. They couldn't imagine that they would have to spend the night here.

However, Fang Xiaoran had been in even worse environments, so there was nothing she couldn't accept.

With a creak, the door was slowly pushed open. After Fang Xiaoran and her two servants entered, Ziju hurriedly found some medicine to stop the bleeding and bandaged Fang Xiaoran's wounds, while Qinglan immediately cleaned up the room and the surrounding area.

"Miss, we still need to see a doctor tomorrow. If it gets infected, it will be very painful later." Ziju looked at Fang Xiaoran's injury with great concern.

Fang Xiaoran smiled and comforted her, "It's okay, it'll be fine in a few days."

This injury wasn't accidental; it was intentional. Although the wound looked gruesome, it was all within her expectations. Besides, she knew medicine herself and had prepared some external medicine using the herbs Gu Yuqing had given her a few days earlier, which came in handy this time.

Seeing Fang Xiaoran still so optimistic, Ziju felt even more distressed. Her nose tingled and she almost cried. "How are we supposed to live here? Miss, please let me go and beg the master."

“Why can’t we stay here? These rooms are all intact, aren’t they? But your rooms were all burned down, so you’ll have to squeeze in with me for a few nights.” Fang Xiaoran smiled.

Upon hearing this, Ziju and Qinglan quickly waved their hands, "No, how can we servants sleep in the same bed as you, Miss?"

"There's only one bed here. If you don't want to share with me, are you going to sleep on the floor? It's already late, go to sleep first, we'll talk about everything tomorrow."

"But……"

Ziju was still a little hesitant, but Fang Xiaoran was already lying exhausted on the bed. The bed wasn't very big, but fortunately, all three of them were thin, so squeezing in wouldn't be a problem.

It was clearly against etiquette for a maid to sleep in the same bed as her master. Ziju was also afraid of accidentally touching Fang Xiaoran's injury, so she simply sat by the bed to serve her. Qinglan, on the other hand, was still intimidated by Fang Xiaoran and dared not overstep her bounds, so she simply lay down on the table and fell asleep without realizing it.

They didn't know how long they had been asleep when a loud noise suddenly came from outside the door, waking the three of them from their sleep. Fang Xiaoran reacted the fastest. She immediately got up, grabbed the small knife hanging on the wall, pushed open the door, and jumped out.

She was so fast that Ziju and Qinglan didn't even have time to react. It wasn't until a cold wind blew in through the door that they realized their young lady had already gone out and quickly chased after her.

At that moment, Fang Xiaoran still held the knife in one hand, pointing the tip at the dark figure pacing outside the door, and coldly asked, "What are you doing?"