The Fourth Lady

Chapter 39 Third House's Schemes I

About half of what Chishao said was true. Since childhood, they were raised in the Seven Star Hall.

They were never treated as humans growing up, because in that place, only the cold-blooded ones

could survive. And it was also because of such that they were able to leave that place.

Shadow guards like them had no self-awareness. In their eyes, their master's life was above

everything. Even if their master wanted them to die, they would not hesitate.

But now Qingyan was treating them like family, or rather you could say she didn't treat them as

servants.

Although this bit was different from Murong Jingxuan, still, whenever they were in trouble, Murong

Jingxuan would still come save them.

Perhaps this was the reason why his Highness was interested in this girl.

Fengqing looked the at pastry in his hand and slowly began to eat it. Ever since he was small, he'd

suffered many hardships. Yet, never had he experienced something like this moment, where he could

leisurely enjoy delicious pasties.

Perhaps, staying at the Su manor wasn't a bad choice after all. If one day he were to tell the others,

they'd probably be envious as well.

"Fengqing, do you still remember what I'd said before?" From the air Qingyan's voice rang.

"I remember." Fengqing smiled as he heard this voice.

"That's good. You have to know, you all are people, not tools. If you stay here with me, naturally, I won't

treat you poorly."

"Thank you miss."

When Qingyan heard this, she stared at the pastries in the container with her hand resting on her chin.

She thought of in the past, when Weisheng Junmo wanted to eat pastries, she would always make all

kinds of pastries for him to eat. That simple yet fulfilling life, she was no longer able to return to.

"Miss, what are you thinking about?"

Hearing Zizhu's voice, Qingyan smiled and said, "Thinking about how I have to go to school tomorrow. I

can't help but to feel a bit troubled."

Hearing Qingyan's listless words, Zizhu disappointedly added, "But miss, you finished all the assigned

homework from those teachers so well already!"

"But even so, I still don't want to go!" Qingyan helplessly shrugged her shoulders, "Probably because I

feel those materials are too simple."

"Miss, on the 15th of next month, the talent conference will begin. This year, our miss definitely won't

be laughed at by those people." Baizhi earnestly said as she looked to Qingyan.

In their eyes, in the previous years' talent conferences, Su Qingyan was always the bottom one. Most

importantly, not only was she last, but every time she would also become the laughing stock of the

entire conference.

And the second house and third house madams not only didn't help her out, they instead laughed at

their young miss along with the crowd.

But they knew that Qingyan was different now, that's why they inevitably began to look forward to the

conference this time.

"Miss, for this year's conference, what do you plan on performing?" Huangcen excitedly looked to

Qingyan, "I suddenly feel really excited for miss's performance this year."

"Me too!" Lue look to Qingyan with admiration, "Ever since miss woke from almost drowning, miss has

entirely changed. That's why, this year's talent conference will definitely become a focal point."

Qingyan looked to them and flipped through the pile of books by her hand, "What's the rush, when the NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

time comes you'll know."

For the Su Qingyan of the past, perhaps the talent conference was a nightmare, but for the her now, it

was the perfect stage. In order to become the center of attention, she need to brightly standout

anytime, anywhere.

Only then, can she openly enter Nanchen.

"Miss, Deng Yiniang went to the old madam's Meixiangyuan this afternoon, saying she wanted the old

madam to help her." Qingdai walked into the room and looked to Qingyan.

"Let's go then!" Qingyan glanced at the pieces on the chessboard and smiled, "This board has reached

the first step of the endgame."

Qingyan rushed to Meixiangyuan, bringing Zizhu and Qingdai with her. Upon arriving, she saw Deng

Yan kneeling there, crying like raindrops on a flower; it was quite a moving scene. And next to her was

Su Qingxue, also covered in tears.

"Old Madam, you have to help me!" Deng Yan cried out as she heavily lowered her head to the ground

before the old madam, "I only have Cong'er this one son. Even though he's illegitimate, he's still my

lord's son!"

When Su Jiashi saw Deng Yan's appearance, she also felt sorry for her. As she lifted her head, she just

happen to see Su Qingyan slowly walking in. Seeing Qingyan, she waved her hand at her, "Yan'er,

you've come. Quickly come in."

Qingyan looked to Deng Yan kneeling on the ground and asked in confusion, "Yiniang, what are you

doing kneeling here?"

When Deng Yan looked to Qingyan, she pitifully cried out, "Fourth miss, you don't understand. Some

time ago, I'd returned from madam's place. Madam had given me a basket of pastries, and my Cong'er

really liked them, so he ate one. But who knew that Cong'er would end up not waking up today."

Qingyan looked to Su Jiashi with a distressed look, "Grandmother, why don't we go with Yiniang to

check on Cong'er's condition, and along the way call for a doctor as well?"

Deng Yan turn to Qingyan and shook her head, "I've already called for a doctor. The doctor couldn't tell

what's wrong, so he just left the matter unsettled. But as it stands now, Cong'er has still not waken up

yet, so I could only come ask old madam for help." Deng Yan said as she continued to bow her head to

the ground.

"Fifth little sister, did you eat any of the pastries sent by third aunt?" Qingyan asked Qingxue with a

smile.

When Su Qingxue turned to her, she shook her head, "Although I've never seen such delicate pastries

before, seeing how my little brother liked them so much, I didn't eat any. But who knew something like

this would happen. If I'd known, I would have eaten all those pastries in his place."

"Grandmother, why don't we bring third aunt over and ask?" When Su Qingyan turned to Su Jiashi, she

was still carrying a smile, "Else, even we won't know how everything happened."

Su Jiashi listened to Qingyan's words and felt what she said made sense, thus sent Yunxiang to bring

Chai Yiyun over for questioning. But suddenly at this time, Su Qingyan vomited fresh blood and passed

out. Not matter how they called for her, Qingyan didn't wake up.

"Yan'er, what's wrong?" Su Jiashi look to the servant girls to the side and frantically called out, "Is the

doctor here yet? Quickly call over the doctor!"

"Old madam, the doctor has already been called for, he'll be here shortly." Juanxiang looked at the

unconscious Qingyan and politely replied.

When Yunxiang brought in Chai Yiyun, they caught sight of the unconscious Qingyan. Seeing this, Chai

Yiyun secretly rejoiced in her heart. If Su Qingyan were to die like this, it's not necessarily a bad thing.

Juanxiang wasn't able to bring the doctor, but she did bring Murong Jingxuan. Murong Jingxuan had

rushed to the Su manor with Chonglou.

Murong Jingxuan frowned as he saw her lying on the bed; this girl sure had plenty of tricks up her

sleeve.

"Greetings Shizi." Su Jiashi looked to Murong Jingxuan and politely greeted him, "What brings your

Highness to our Su manor?"