145: Settling the Score (3)

Settling the Score (3)

"The people I've been waiting for are here. Young Marquis, think of a way to get out yourself." Shen Miao's eyes were filled with anger. She had put on this show for Shen Xin to see clearly what was going on in this seemingly harmonious Shen family and what kind of evil intentions those relatives who claimed to love her had. Generals valued friendship and loyalty. They were not stupid. They were just unwilling to see people as vicious and evil. She did not have much time to let Shen Xin slowly understand it. This was the only way to let them see clearly.1

She picked up a piece of ignited log from the ground and touched her arm with it. Xie Jingxing was stunned for a moment. Shen Miao gritted her teeth, and large drops of sweat flowed down her forehead. She threw away the log, and a burn mark appeared on her fair arm.

Xie Jingxing could not hide the shock in his eyes. It was not that he had never met a woman who was ruthless to herself in his life. The women among those death warriors would also treat themselves like this without hesitation. However, Shen Miao was not a death warrior. She was just a delicate little girl from a powerful family. Her life should be like that of the young ladies of the royal families in the capital.

He saw that Shen Miao had stood up and staggered out. However, her movements were extremely precise, and there were no flames where she staggered past. Xie Jingxing narrowed his eyes and saw clearly that the road was narrow. Just now, there was a small hole in the burning ancestral hall. Someone must have prepared it long ago and poured something that could not catch fire on it for Shen Miao to escape.

Everything was arranged by Shen Miao. She really betted her life on a future, and she won. Then, the unlucky one would be the others.

Xie Jingxing smiled and looked meaningfully at the figure that disappeared into the fire. He rushed to the other exit, which was the back door of the ancestral hall. His figure was light like a swallow. With a punch and a kick, he rushed out of the extremely dangerous fire cage.

The people on the other side were already waiting there. Seeing him come out, they all heaved a sigh of relief. "Master."

"The thing is not in the ancestral hall. Shen Xin is back. Let's go," he said quickly and turned to disappear into the bushes behind the ancestral hall.

Outside, Shen Miao stumbled out.

Seeing Shen Miao, Shen Qiu jumped up. "Sister!"

Shen Xin and Luo Xueyan were almost crying with joy. They had already tried to rush in, but they couldn't enter at all. Now that they saw Shen Miao run out, they were overjoyed.

"Jiaojiao!"

When Shen Miao ran out, her legs went weak and she fainted. Shen Qiu quickly caught her and saw a shocking burn mark on her left arm. Shen Qiu's eyes turned red, and Shen Miao leaned into his arms. She closed her eyes and muttered, "Let me out. I won't marry…"

When Shen Xin and Luo Xueyan, who had rushed over, heard this, they were immediately stunned.

… .

The room in the west courtyard was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance. The servants inside and outside seemed to have all become busy. This desolate courtyard seemed to have suddenly been upgraded.

"I asked two sister-in-laws to take care of Jiaojiao because I thought that I trusted you. Now, it seems like that's not the case. If not for the fact that I came back at the right time today, I'm afraid no one would have known that Jiaojiao died in this fire." Luo Xueyan crossed her arms and sneered. She was naturally not someone who was easy to get along with, and she was even called "Raksha Girl" on the battlefield. She was usually polite to the people of the Shen family. But today, she was furious and naturally did not hesitate to use the harshest words.

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