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"Someone come quickly!" Young Marshal has been assassinated! " Yi'er, who was standing beside Bai Lihua, screamed out in fear.

She was so scared that her whole body was trembling. Without a word, she took a step forward and picked up the dagger that was dripping with blood and quickly stuffed it into the hands of the Cold Spring Spirit.

Thus, the first thing the servants who heard the sound saw was …

Bai Jiran's face was pale and his chest was covered with blood. Leng Quan Ling was holding a dagger, her face and body covered in blood.

"Put this woman in the cell first. Don't let her run away, call the young master!"

The head steward noticed the situation and his expression changed.

The Handsome Manor was in a state of chaos. There were screams coming from every corner of the mansion. The cold spring spirit was pulled into the prison and thrown onto the stinking straw.

She fell onto the straw, and her clothes instantly became wet. However, she completely ignored the coldness here and blankly sat up. It was as if her head exploded.

Why did he want to block this strike for her?

She could see very clearly that the knife had deeply stabbed into his chest and caused so much blood to flow …

Would he die?

The spirit of the cold spring immediately thought of the worst case scenario and began to tremble all over.

If she died in vain, then no one could verify her innocence. The entire Handsome Manor would definitely be wiped clean, and she would definitely be buried with him!

Unreconciled, she was really unreconciled!

He hadn't done anything yet, his mother hadn't found her. Was he going to be framed by a servant and die just like that?

Why were all the servants of the Handsome Manor so crafty? She had thought that Xin Er was a good girl, but she never thought that she would be so merciless as well.

Bai Ran had always said that she would do whatever it took. It seemed like his eyes were still not clear enough. The real people who would do whatever it took were the people from the Handsome Manor!

From the old mistress, Meng Yujun, to the servants sweeping the floor, none of them were simple!

It was said that the Wealthy Class Academy was only used to listen, but now, they had actually seen it with their own eyes!

Just the small dispute between Li Kesu and the Leng Clan was insignificant here, too petty.

If she didn't die this time, she vowed that she would never make any friends, that she would never easily trust anyone, and that no one here was worth it.

The cell was damp and cold, and there was water as high as his calves. Due to being underground for many years, the water had long become icy cold, and the moment he stepped into it, it was bone-chilling cold.

The cell was very dark. The only light was from a kerosene lamp around the corner outside the cell. The wick of the lamp swayed in the wind. A thick layer of dust had already covered the lamp.

A lot of people must have died here. The Cold Spring Spirit sat down at the highest point of the straw. The straw here was damp, but at least it didn't soak in the water.

She hugged her knees against the wall, faintly listening to the wind blowing in from outside. Her moaning sounded like the helpless wails of dead ghosts.

In such a difficult time, she suddenly thought of her mother.

She was so kind and magnanimous, working so hard to control the family. At the time, they didn't have money, and they didn't even get to eat a meal every month, so her mother used washing clothes to earn some money to subsidize the family.

At that time, Leng Yujiang was not as innocent as he was now. He wholeheartedly wanted to buy himself a place with a lot of money.

He had once been the father of a loving wife and child, desperately trying to get them to lead a good life. But who would have thought that living a life like this would turn out to be so easy?

"God, I, Leng Quan Ling, have never done anything bad. Please save me, I can't die yet, I haven't found my mother yet, I'm afraid she's waiting for me bitterly, she's too kind, I'm afraid she's too sad. You have to protect Bai Ran from dying. Firstly, you have to prove my innocence, and secondly, he risked his life to save me. I don't want him to die. "

Since things had come to this, she should not have cried out so badly every day, and the God she begged for was also illusory.

Cold Spring buried his head in his arms and tried to cry, but he couldn't shed a single tear.

She had been sitting like this the whole time. It must have been late at night by now, and she was physically and mentally exhausted when the fight began between her eyelids and her upper eyelids.

Since he was just sitting there waiting for death, he might as well take a nap to conserve some stamina and not die a horrible death.

She tilted her head and went to sleep, quietly listening to the sounds of mice tearing at each other.

The cold spring spirit woke in the cold and opened its eyes. It was still in the cell, still in the kerosene lamp.

At that moment, the door behind the kerosene lamp suddenly opened.

Did Bai Ran prove her innocence and want to let her go?

Leng Quan Ling held onto the wall and stood up, his face full of expectation as he looked at the person behind the door.

However, very quickly, her eyes dimmed as the hand holding onto the wall tightly held onto the brick.

The person who had just arrived was Meng Yujun. Her expression was neither good nor bad, and her hair was neatly combed through the makeup on her face.

"Miss Leng, I'm here to send you on your way."

Meng Yujun stood on the steps with her arms crossed. She didn't plan to come in. "If you try to assassinate the young general, you're going to die."

"Nonsense! I didn't injure the Young Marshal, but your good daughter, Bai Lihua, did! The dagger in my hand was given to me by Xin'er! "

The spirit of the Cold Spring didn't believe that Meng Yujun didn't know anything at all. She must have come here to silence him!

"Xin Er accidentally fell into the lake when she was bringing you food at night. Right now, her family has already carried the corpse back." Meng Yujun smirked and glanced at Leng Quan Ling with disdain.

"Xin Er was clearly protecting Bai Lihua. You actually killed such a loyal servant who was protecting the lord!"

Leng Quan never expected Meng Yujun to be so vicious. For the sake of keeping this matter secret, she actually killed her benefactor.

"What are you saying? I don't understand. Xin Er is just a lowly maid. If she dies, then so be it." Of course, you too. I like dead people who can't speak the most. "

Meng Yujun frowned and waved her hand at the man beside her. "Quickly, give her the poison."

Soon after, two strong men walked into the cell. One of them was holding a bowl, while the other firmly held onto the Cold Spring Spirit. He grabbed her hair and lifted her head.

"This matter was obviously done by your daughter. If you want people to not know about it, then don't do it unless you are on your own. Even if you kill Xin Er and kill me, there will be a day when you will be exposed. Even if no one will know, the heavens will not forgive you.

The Cold Spring Spirit saw that the poison was about to be poured into her mouth, but didn't have the ability to fight back. She screamed at Meng Yujun, and her eyes were about to bleed!

The medicine bowl had already knocked down her teeth, the extremely bitter soup had already touched the tip of her lips, and everything was already irreparable …