31 Making The Fourth Madam Dance (1/2)

”What!!” The fourth madam slumped in her chair in shock. She couldn't believe her ears; her breathing went giddy. Never in her wildest dream did she thought the pest she couldn't kill for years wasn't weak at all. It made so much sense, no wonder that brat was still alive after trying her poison.

She eyed the servant kneeling in front of her with uncertainty. This servant had nothing to lie to her, yet she couldn't help doubt. She had both servants' families captured in case something went wrong or if they dared to betray her, this was her insurance. Seeing that the servant was just a stupid pawn, she could guess the girl was telling the truth. Her mind began to spin; she gazed at her worn-out ring on her finger.

Hongyue still wasn't dead; instead, she was well alive.

Hongyue also had hidden abilities, she killed a maid with her bare hand. She must possess some sort of magic, there was no way for an ill girl like her to have so much strength.

This news was unexpectedly a good thing for her. The general was distrustful of people, if she was able to show that Hongyue had hidden secrets, then..then...she suddenly stopped.

”Why were you able to come back alive?” She questioned, doubtfully.

”T-this servant doesn't know-”

”It's pointless to ask you.” The fourth madam interrupted her. Yes, why was she so doubtful. That idiot was already poisoned by her ChunHua so of course, she couldn't kill the maid in front of her. She laughed delightfully.

”Go! Go get the general!” She ordered, eagerly.

”Y-yes this servant will go right now.” The servant scrambled away like her bottom was on fire.

Both of them didn't notice a dark silver mist clinging on to the servant's clothing had dispersed once she stepped into the room. This mist had come from Hongyue. The more hoarded evil intention someone held, the more this thread of mist would affect their state of mind — one of Hongyue's utmost specialties.

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Hongyue anticipated patiently with the door closed as she twirled a ball of blood in the air. She was laying lazily on her bed with her feet kicking off on the sides as she amused herself with the ball of red. Her eyes flicked to the maid sitting alongside her.

One.

Two. Two and a half.

Three.

A sound of thundering footsteps rushed toward her courtyard.

Hongyue smirked. They're here.

She waited till they got closer before she let out a bloodcurdling shriek. She waved her hands despairingly as the ball of blood dropped on top of her. The general broke through the doors just as Hongyue collapsed to the ground; her right shoulder was bloody as she laid trembling in fear. She lifted her head and tried to hug the general's legs as if she needed his support.

”F-father! Please save me!” She choked out pitifully.

The general glanced behind her and saw a maid trying to stab Hongyue with a sharp hair stick. The girl's eyes were distorted and red. Seeing that the general was in front of her, she changed her target to him. She waved the hair stick wildly and thrust it into the general's arm. The general's eyes widened in fear, as he felt the pain spread. How did a mere servant attack so fast? He hadn't even seen her move. His eyes narrowed in suspicion as the maid attacked again. Hongyue suddenly jumped up and blocked the attack. The hair stick dug deep into her arm.