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An Lingge looked at the public image on the table, and silently calculated the route in her heart.

Her slender white fingers streaked across the mountains and rivers from the capital, stopping only when they touched a spot.

According to the speed of the march, Mu Junhan should already be at the Chuzhou. He will truly be there in ten days to half a month.

The weather was getting hotter by the day, and he wondered when the plague from his past life would break out.

She subconsciously sighed, Bi Zhu thought that she was thinking about Mu Junhan, and immediately brought the hot tea in her hand over, "Miss, you have already looked at the public images for a while, why not drink a cup of tea and rest for a while?"

Bi Zhu passed the teacup to An Lingge, and said: "And that Lan Xin, she has already been captured by our people. Miss, how do you want to deal with her?"

An Lingge took a light sip of the tea in her cup, then remembered that Lan Xin was still being guarded by their people.

In the past few days, she had been doing too many things. On one hand, she was planning to join forces with the Aunt Wei and make them suffer, but on the other hand, she was also paying attention to the plague. She was also planning Mu Junhan's trip and had forgotten about Lan Xin.

If Bi Zhu had not mentioned this, she would not be able to recall the matter regarding.

"Where is Lan Xin now?" An Lingge put down the cup.

Upon seeing this, Ming Xin immediately opened her mouth: "Shut her up in the woodshed in our courtyard. Miss, are you going to see her now?"

"After I knocked Lan Xin out that day, I got someone to lock her up here. Other than the old granny who came to deliver food these few days, no one else has come."

She had always been cautious when she did things, so no one noticed that she had locked Lan Xin up here.

When An Lingge arrived in front of the woodshed, the old woman was originally napping, but when she heard the commotion, she immediately stood up. Seeing that the person in front of her was the young miss, she immediately bowed to her in fear and trepidation.

"Where is the servant girl that was locked up a few days ago?" She only lowered her head and respectfully said, "Then the servant will just stay inside. If Eldest Young Miss wants to go in, this old servant will open the door right now."

Bi Zhu laughed and squeezed over, "There's no need to trouble Mrs. Zhang, just give me the key, when our young miss leaves, I will give it to you."

Old Zhang stood there in a daze without moving, Bi Zhu then secretly stuffed some things into her hands, "For the silver, let old lady Zhang go eat some wine."

Treat her to wine? This could not be tolerated!

Old Mrs. Zhang was shocked, as if her hand was burned, and was about to push the bunch of copper coins out.

"It would be hard work for Mrs. Zhang to guard this woodshed. Bi Zhu will treat you to wine and you can take it." An Lingge's expression was warm, not because she was angry at Zhang Er for napping, but because she wanted the servant girl beside her to treat Grandma Zhang to wine.

Old Mrs. Zhang squeezed out a bright smile on her wrinkled face. "It's said that Eldest Miss is benevolent and generous. This old servant has witnessed it."

She laughed as she stuffed the money into her pocket and then took out a bunch of keys. "If Miss is leaving in a while, I would like to ask Miss Bi Zhu to come over and bring the keys back."

Bi Zhu giggled as she accepted the order. Old Mrs. Zhang then slowly left.

Ming Xin took the key from Bi Zhu's hands and opened the door.

Even though it was early summer, the woodshed was still cold and damp, giving off a musty, dank smell.

Lan Xin was lying on the ground, but when she heard the voice and turned her head, she could not help but let out an ear-piercing scream. Her body rubbed on the ground, and she retreated, "Ghost, there's a ghost!"

She was so frightened that her face turned pale and her eyes were tightly shut. She didn't dare to clearly see what had happened.

An Lingge quickly walked to her side and deliberately lowered his voice. In the damp woodshed, it sounded ethereal and ethereal.

"You've harmed me … "I want your life back …"

"No, it's not me, it's not me, it's the Aunt Li. She was the one who instructed me to do this. Lan Xin's screams became even more terrified, and her voice trembled with unconcealable fear.

Bi Zhu could not hold back and laughed, the smile on her round face was as bright as the sun, "Miss, don't scare her, you're so scared that you have to think of a way to deal with her."

Her words caused Lan Xin to open his eyes, and she immediately saw An Lingge's slender and tall figure.

So what he saw was an illusion.

Lan Xin heaved a sigh of relief, only then did she realize that her back was already drenched in cold sweat.

"Eldest Miss?"

She cried out and stretched out her hand, wanting to hug An Lingge's leg, but the latter only managed to lightly and coincidentally turn her body around, causing Lan Xin to not be able to pounce on her.

"Eldest Miss, please save this servant!" Lan Xin crawled on the ground for two steps, then arrived in front of An Lingge, "I don't know who sent this servant here, but this servant couldn't think of any way to get out."

Ming Xin bypassed Bi Zhu and stood in front of Lan Xin, "Of course I'm the one who sent you here."

"You're not dead?" Lan Xin jumped back unconsciously. Only after looking at the shadow on the ground did she realize that Ming Xin was not dead.

But how could that be possible? Back then, she and Gu nanny watched as she sank to the bottom of the lake!

Brightheart smiled meaningfully at her. "If I die, won't that mean Aunt Li and Third Young Miss will succeed in their scheme?"

Fortunately, An Lingyi had planned to let Lan Xin pretend to be open with his information, so An Lingge had decided to play it by ear and let Ming Xin appear in front of An Lingyi as her own. Relying on her open face, Lan Xin's courtyard did not attract anyone's suspicion, and she had even successfully contacted Qing Er to design this play.

"You all know about it?" Lan Xin's lips trembled, her expression was terrified, she suddenly thought of something and threw herself at An Lingge, "Miss, this servant was forced by Aunt Li to do something for her, please spare this servant's life!"

"You know you've done wrong, how dare you let me spare you?" An Lingge remained unmoved, her gentle and smiling face carried a sharp, ice-cold glint, "Moreover, you almost killed Brightheart. Even if it was to clear your mind, I wouldn't let you off."

Lan Xin still wanted to beg for mercy, but An Lingge waved at him. Bi Zhu understood and took out a small bottle the size of a finger.

Poison!

Lan Xin's pupils shrank as this thought flashed through her mind. Her body involuntarily trembled, yet she still retreated a few steps back.

Bi Zhu did not give her the chance to escape, seeing that Lan Xin was about to escape, she grabbed onto Lan Xin's hand. Just as she was about to pour the medicine into Lan Xin's mouth, she saw Lan Xin's body suddenly twitch, and after a moment, her face turned green, and she stopped moving.