The vermilion gate has a maiden, at midnight her soul is startled.

  "I heard you hit Lan Zi?" Zhang asked coldly without raising an eyebrow.

  "Please tell Mother, Lanzi broke the rules and tarnished Mother's reputation for no reason. I was momentarily angry and didn't report to Mother before taking matters into my own hands. Please forgive me." As she spoke, she gave Zhang a deep bow.

  Zhang's eyes turned cold, and she didn't see her get up. She smiled hypocritically: "She is your slave, hit her if you want to, why apologize to me?"

  She was delighted with this turn of events, and without waiting for Madame Zhang's orders, she stood up straight, smiling brightly: "I've been worried that I might have offended my mother all along, but now that you've said so, I can finally put my mind at ease."

  Zhang Zhonghuan was able to find her, and it's absolutely related to the Zhang family. Her revenge is just a drop in the bucket compared to the disaster she and Su Mei suffered.

  Zhang's face turned pale and white, her hands clenched tightly in her sleeves, but a smile was forced onto her face as she said: "I'm feeling tired now, you go back first." But Yuanyi didn't seem to move, her eyebrows raised, her voice lowered by several degrees, asking: "Does Yuan still have something?"

  Yuanyi pursed her lips and let out a faint sigh, asking: "Daughter has something to ask father, when will father return to the mansion?"

  "What's the matter?" Seeing Yuan Yi's silence, Zhang's eyebrows finally showed displeasure, and he said in a cold voice: "No need to wait, your father has taken on an official mission and left early today, I don't know when he'll be back."

  Yuanyi's face revealed a hint of disappointment, ignoring Zhangshi's inquiring gaze, and gave her a slight bow, "In that case, I'll take my leave first and not disturb Mother's rest."

  Zhang also started to get impatient and lazily waved her hand, dismissing her.

  The moon is cool as water, and the faint scent of night comes quietly, thread by thread, a deep and quiet fragrance. Yuan Yi closed the door of her room, where the plum blossoms were in full bloom, and walked alone to the plum tree in the courtyard. Her slender white fingers stroked the brown branches, the rough texture did not reduce the worry between her eyebrows.

  Su Mei was a traditional woman, despite not being physically harmed by Zhang Zhonghui during the day, her heart still had a shadow cast over it, and she was haunted by nightmares. When she thought of Zhang's disgusting face, Yuan Yi's eyes flashed with anger, and with a surge of strength, there was a faint cracking sound as she snapped the plum branch in two. A red plum blossom that was about to bloom trembled violently in her hand.

  Her gaze froze, and she pulled out a sky-blue glazed porcelain bottle from her sleeve, gently rotating it, with her eyelashes lowered, lost in thought. Suddenly, a warmth appeared on her back, and a cloak with a floral pattern was draped over her shoulder, accompanied by the soft voice of Lanmei, "Miss, it's getting late, you should go to bed."

  Seeing her tightly furrowed eyebrows, Yuan Yi let out a slight sigh and said: "Let's go back to the room." After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped in her tracks and stared straight at the corner of the wall.

  "What's wrong?" Su Mei asked in puzzlement.

  Yuan Yi suddenly felt a chill and tightened her cloak, asking uncertainly: "Lao Mei, do you feel like there's something moving in the corner of the wall?"

  Lanmei was always a bold one, and upon hearing this, she poked her head out to take a look. Under the moonlight, she gazed for a long time, but all she saw was a dark wall. Where was there anything? She laughed and said: "Although our courtyard is remote, the outer wall is also ten feet high. What thing can climb up here? It must be that Miss is sleepy and seeing flowers."

  She furrowed her brow, looked around the wall a few times, and with an empty space, she half-believed and half-doubted what Nai Mei said. In her heart, she felt that something was off. Since she had been reincarnated into ancient times, she had become wary of those supernatural things, so she quickly pulled Nai Mei away.

  But the two did not see that on the high eaves, a cold and stern silver hook was hanging.