"Just a written guarantee will be fine!" The steward saw that she had finally relented and smiled slightly, "Does that sound good to you, Granny?"

  Song Yi smiled slightly stunned: This condition is also too loose?

  She had been holding her breath all along, and for a moment she didn't dare to believe it. After hesitating for a while, she said: "After signing the contract, can I leave?"

  "The little one was also afraid of not being able to explain to the old master, so he dared to speak up and took the opportunity of Miss Biao's fall into the lake to mention it to you. The steward seemed to have forgotten that Song Yishang was still surrounded by everyone, and respectfully said, 'Now that you are understanding and reasonable, and the sky is late, how dare I continue to offend?'".

  Song Yi smiled and fell silent for a moment before saying: "It's dark and the road is slippery, I was thinking of asking my husband to come pick me up at Quanxing Pavilion?"

  "Then why don't we just send someone to invite Master Gong over?" The steward replied without hesitation.

  "This sounds like it's not deceiving me, but how is this possible?" Song Yi thought it through with a smile, "Just because he brought these people in to surround me, and sent someone into the inner room to subdue Qiao Chen and the others. With such a serious offense, just relying on my promise to persuade Jian Yu to release him, how can I guarantee that I won't settle accounts after autumn?"

  She thought again, was the real goal of the big manager himself or Jian Yu Bai?

  But thinking of Jian Yu Bai being a typical example set by Emperor Xian for his own children, even if the steward has Jian Ping Yu backing him up, he wouldn't dare to lay hands on this grandson.

  So skilled in martial arts, Da Guan Shi had already sent two of the four people who were originally surrounding Song Yi Xiao to fetch pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

  After Wen Fang Si Bao arrived, Da Guan Shi personally rolled up his sleeves to grind the ink and lay out the paper. After everything was ready, he respectfully took a step back, indicating that Song Yi Xiao should start writing.

  "Is that enough?" Song Yi smiled and considered her words carefully, writing a few lines quickly, then put down her brush and asked.

  The old lady glanced at the paper and praised: "Grandma's handwriting is really like her, elegant and hard to describe!"

  "This is just right, nodding while reading, 'Thanks, grandma!'"

  As she spoke, she ordered the person who had gone to fetch pen and ink earlier, "Hurry up and go to Keshao Hall to inform Master, Madam is worried that it's getting dark and the road is not good for walking, so she wants to invite Master to come and pick her up?"

  That man responded with a grunt, clenched his fist, and turned to open the door. At this time, Song Yixiao had returned to the hall, fiddling with the bangles on her wrist while lost in thought.

  The chief attendant stood by the table, waiting for her to finish writing and letting the ink dry. Of the three people left, one stepped forward to help the chief attendant gather his writing utensils, while the other two relaxed as well since their business had been settled.

  However!

  Just as the door opened, a snow-bright knife light suddenly rushed in, silently and quietly, across that person's throat!

  "Hmph!"

  That man's throat sprayed out three feet of hot blood, splashing the door frame and floor everywhere. The person still maintained the motion of opening the door and lifting his foot - Song Yi Xiao watched the whole process with her eyes wide open, her hand suddenly stopping its movement on the jade pendant!

  Apricot's eyes uncontrollably widened, originally thoughtful, instantly turned into full surprise!

  "Huh?" The steward and others had already heard the movement coming from behind, the other three people subconsciously turned their heads to see what was going on, only the steward reacted the fastest, raised his head and swept a glance at Song Yisheng's smiling face, his heart violently shocked!

  He didn't say another word, rushed forward, and at the same time, he pulled out a cold light dagger from his sleeve, pressed it against Song Yixiao's throat, and shouted loudly: "Stop!!!"

  In this brief moment of time, those three people who had turned their heads back all fell down with their hands covering their throats!

  The sudden change was so swift that even Song Yishao, who had been sitting upright in the hall watching the door, only saw the first person die after the door was immediately pulled open, a green shadow flashed in, and the snowy knife light shone three times before there were already three more corpses on the ground!

  She's considered a sophisticated person, but she's never faced such a situation before, and for a moment, her mind was completely blank!

  "Either move or she dies!" The steward grabbed Song Yishang's shoulder, the dagger pressed tightly against her throat, the sharp blade had already pierced a bit of skin, a thread of blood, winding on the snowy-like skin, under the lamp light, it was especially startling!

  He was apparently also intimidated by the newcomer's demeanor, and his tone changed slightly, "As they say, a night of marriage is a hundred days of grace, Master, are you really not concerned about Madam's life?!"

  That green shadow was a man in green clothes, with a black scarf covering his face, revealing only a pair of eyes without any emotion. Upon hearing the words, he didn't make a sound, but very neatly opened the gate.

  "Get everyone outside to retreat!" The steward didn't immediately drag Song Yisheng out, still staring intently at the movements of the man in green clothes. In a low voice, he said, "Since you've come, that old guy is definitely here too. I don't want to just stick my head out and get shot through the forehead!"

  The man in green clothes did not haggle and said in a cold tone: "Withdraw!"

  The originally quiet door suddenly transmitted waves of footsteps, retreating like a tide to a distant place.

  The major-domo pricked up his ears and listened for a moment, the muscles on his face twitching: "Actually all..."

  He didn't finish his words, but from the tone of his voice, he knew that the men he had arranged inside and outside the Jinying Pavilion had been completely wiped out in this short moment without a sound!

  "Prepare a fast horse for me!" The steward's expression twisted for a moment, then calmed down and made another request - seeing the man in green clothes turn his head to instruct outside the door, his eyes suddenly revealed a fierce light, and with a flick of his wrist, he was about to cut off Song Yixiao's throat!

  Apart from him, everyone else is probably dead!

  Even if he could leave the State of Yan alive and rush to Jian Yi's side, how would that be enough?

  The mission has failed, and the only thing the leader can do is kill Song Yixiao!

  Feeling his undisguised murderous intent, Song Yishang instinctively wanted to struggle, but how could a delicate and weak woman who had grown up in the boudoir since childhood be a match for a robust young man with martial arts skills?

  At the critical moment, a gust of wind suddenly rose from the beam above, and two white feathered arrows whizzing with bowstring sound fell down, almost simultaneously piercing the head and wrist of the chief steward!

  "Khok... khok..." The big manager suddenly loosened his grip on Song Yisheng, and heavily fell to the ground. His seven orifices and the top of his head were all bleeding profusely, but he still refused to give up, waving the dagger in his hand, trying to get up - until the man in green clothes walked over unhurriedly, lifted his foot, and lightly broke his neck.

  "Underlings are incompetent, and Grandma is frightened!" Confirming that the major domo was indeed dead, the man in green clothing sheathed his knife and bowed to Song Yi with a fist, "The sedan chair is waiting outside the door. Will you return to Keshao Hall immediately? The doctor is already there awaiting orders!"

  Although his attitude was respectful, his eyes and tone were devoid of any human warmth. Just now, he had killed five people in front of Song Yixiao's face, and Song Yixiao was still immersed in shock and fear, unable to think of anything to say in response, and could only nod blankly.

  Seeing this, the man in green retreated a step back, turned around and went out to shout for someone. He had already reached the door when Song Yi suddenly came to her senses: "Wait!"

  The young man in blue immediately turned around: "Grandma?"

  "My sister and the maid!" Song Yi's throat was only slightly injured, but after continuous stimulation, her throat became extremely dry, and she had to use a lot of effort to make a sound. She anxiously pointed towards the inner room, "How are they?"

  "Grandma, please rest assured, the brothers on the beam have already taken care of the people in the inner room." The man in green clothes glanced at the door of the inner room with a nonchalant expression, "It's just that Miss Biao and the maids have all been drugged with aphrodisiacs, they probably won't wake up for a while - that's why it's so quiet."

  Song Yixiao subconsciously raised her head, but the beam above was already empty and devoid of any signs of the archer. Her heart relaxed, only then did she notice that her chest was wet, and upon lowering her head to look, a large patch of blood had stained the lotus-colored collar of her garment, resembling a fully bloomed purple peony.

  "I have to go in and take a look!" She fell onto the chair for a moment, then stood up shakily.

  The man in green made a "please" gesture.

  A moment later, Song Yi smiled and confirmed that Wei Chang and the others were safe. She covered her wound with a handkerchief and got into a soft sedan chair.

  The sedan chair rushed back to Keshao Hall at its fastest speed and stopped directly in the courtyard outside the inner chamber.

  "Grandma!" Jin Xun and Yue Deng, who were not on duty today, had been waiting here for a long time. Now they stepped forward together, lifted the curtain, and supported Song Yi as she smiled and entered.

  When they arrived at the inner room and untied her silk scarf, both maids were shocked - Fortunately, the doctor who rushed over later guaranteed that Song Yishang was only frightened and had minor injuries.

  "Grandma, this wound will heal with some medicine, but the shock hasn't dissipated yet." The doctor looked unfamiliar, and Song Yi had never seen him before, nor did she know who had invited him. He appeared to be in his forties or fifties, with a refined appearance, but his expression was very calm.

  Even if he knew that the injured person was Mrs. Guo, there was no intention of being overly attentive, and with a careless expression, he said, "First drink a bowl of calming tea, tomorrow we'll take another look at your pulse, see if we need to change some of the medicine."

  Song Yixiao was too spiritless to speak, and Yue Deng, who was promoted later than Li Yu, was being cautious with her words, not daring to say much. Only Jin Xun hastily said: "You've lost so much blood, how can you just take Anshen Tang and wound medicine?!"

  "If the young lady is still worried, just add some red dates and yams to her diet." The doctor finished writing the prescription for Anshen Tang, put down his pen, picked up the prescription and blew on it casually, saying, "This kind of minor injury doesn't really matter whether it's treated or not. With the lady's constitution, she'll be fine after resting in bed for a couple of days!"

  Jin Xun felt he was too slow and angrily said: "What status does my family's nanny have, you..."

  "Medicine is three parts poison, it's better not to take medicine at all!" Song Yi Xiao sighed and forced herself to interrupt her, saying "If the doctor has no other instructions, let's leave the prescription and have them arrange someone to decoct the medicine."

  It was clear that he was being driven away. The doctor heard this and didn't stay any longer, nodded his head and bid farewell to leave.

  "After he left, Jin Xun indignantly said: 'Who invited this person? He doesn't even understand the rules!'"

  Song Yixiao said, "Why did you stop me just now? This kind of person should be taught a lesson, otherwise they will not know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth, and take our home as their own!"

  Song Yi Xiao ignored her and whispered to Yu Deng: "You go arrange things in the kitchen!"

  Yuè Dēng hurriedly responded with a "yes" and took the prescription before walking out.

  Song Yi smiled wryly and said, "You still have the nerve to scold the doctor? It's already good enough that he's willing to come and treat my injuries!"

  "Grandma, why did you say that?" Jin Xun asked in surprise. "The steward of the mansion had ulterior motives and tried to take advantage of you when you went to visit your niece. Fortunately, a young servant saw something was amiss from afar and rushed to report it to Master Gong, who then rescued you in time! Something like this happened in the mansion, and Master Gong is currently discussing with others how to handle it properly, which is why he's not here. Otherwise, with this doctor's arrogant attitude, Master Gong would have given him a hard time!"

  "Is that what he told you?" Song Yi smiled upon hearing this, but only chuckled and said with a strange expression, "A little servant discovered something was off? And saved me in time? I really am lucky!"