After being forced into a marriage with a wealthy family, the virtuous wife caused a huge uproar.

Rong Yingluo quickly got up and went to the back window, but instead of opening it, she saw a figure disappear into the woods through the window.

Judging from her figure, she should be a woman. This is a nunnery, so it's normal for her to be a woman, but why is she running in such a panic?

If she was just doing chores behind the house, why would she run away?

"Yinghong, I have something to tell you." Rong Yingluo narrowed her eyes dangerously.

Yinghong walked over, and Rong Yingluo whispered a few words in her ear. Yinghong obeyed and left.

Just as the treatment was finished, Qiao'er brought over the medicine she had prepared.

A two-pronged approach.

After a short rest, Ke Miaoran indeed felt lighter than ever before.

"Sister Rong's medical skills are truly remarkable."

After lunch, the two of them paid their respects to all the gods and Buddhas enshrined in Jing'an Hall.

Especially when worshipping Guanyin, Ke Miaoran worships with the utmost sincerity.

I didn't return to my room until it was almost dark.

Ke Miaoran was excited all afternoon, walked a lot, and was exhausted, so she went to bed early.

Rong Yingluo lay on the bed, waiting.

Just as she was getting sleepy and her eyelids were drooping, she finally smelled a faint scent of sleeping powder.

She immediately covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

Immediately afterwards, she saw flames shooting into the sky from outside.

"Miss, what should we do now?" Yinghong got up from the soft couch.

She didn't dare to fall asleep, waiting for what the young lady had said to happen.

"Wait a moment," Kong Yingluo said confidently.

Sure enough, after only a few breaths, the door was kicked open, and Zhong Sheng strode in: "Young Madam, let's go quickly."

The master and his two servants left the room before the fire got too big.

They didn't stop until they reached the woods behind the side room.

On the ground lay Ke Miaoran and her maid Qiao'er, both wrapped in blankets, while a nun, unconscious, was tied up not far away.

At this moment, shouts could be heard incessantly: "Fire! Help! Fire!"

The entire Jing'an Hall quickly erupted in excitement.

"Hurry! The young mistress of the Gu family and the second young mistress of the Qi family must not be harmed!" The abbot was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

If someone were to get into trouble at the nunnery she manages, how could she possibly bear the responsibility?

The group of people in the woods watched as the fire grew stronger and stronger.

"Young Madam, what's the next step?" Zhong Sheng asked.

"Go and take another look. See which rooms are empty, the kind where no one lives on either side," Rong Yingluo instructed.

Zhong Sheng left, but returned not long after.

"Young Madam, we've found it. I'll take you there."

Rong Yingluo carried Ke Miaoran on her back, while Zhong Sheng and Yinghong helped Qiao'er up. They quietly went to the side rooms and entered one of them. This was the opposite side of the side room where the fire had occurred.

Zhong Sheng then brought the bound nun to the palace.

He was a man and it was inconvenient for him to be present, so he left after putting the person down and found a place to guard from a distance.

"Yinghong, go and invite the abbot over." Rong Yingluo's tone was calm and composed.

That's wonderful! It's only been half a month, but I can't wait any longer.

The abbot arrived very quickly.

"Amitabha, Benefactor Gu, it's so good that you're alright." The abbot broke out in a cold sweat in the middle of the night.

"Master, I'm so sorry to have troubled you. I invited you here to ask if you know this person?" Rong Yingluo pointed to the middle-aged nun on the ground.

"Huizhen?" The abbot immediately recognized the person on the ground. "What happened to her?"

"Master, she set the fire tonight; her goal was to burn me to death."

If I hadn't been constantly vigilant, I would have lost my life here tonight, and it would have also brought trouble to the second young mistress of the Qi family.

"If we both die in this fire, Jing'an Hall will be held responsible." Rong Yingluo kicked the nun named Huizhen on the ground, her face cold.

Soon, the person woke up.

Huizhen snapped out of her daze and realized she had been captured when she saw that she was bound by ropes.

She had just set the fire when she felt a sharp pain in her neck, and then she lost consciousness.

It turned out that her secret investigation during the day had already been exposed, and now that she had been caught, she knew that everything was over.

"Huizhen, did you start the fire?" the host asked incredulously.

Huizhen was the most honest person in the nunnery, how could she do such a thing?

"Abbot, I don't know anything," Huizhen tried to argue.

"Yinghong, slap her a few times first," Rong Yingluo said coldly.

Yinghong was very impolite and went up to slap Huizhen several times, causing blood to flow from the corner of her mouth.

"Caught red-handed, and still not behaving yourself. Tell me, who ordered you to do this?" Yinghong's eyes were red with anger.

If it weren't for the young lady's alertness, discovering the man spying through the back window during the day and becoming suspicious, they might have already been burned to death.

"I don't know." Huizhen trembled with fear after being slapped several times. "I don't know. I..."

"Why did you do this?" the abbot asked sternly.

"Abbot, I was wrong. I can atone with my death." Huizhen said, trying to stand up.

He struggled several times but couldn't stand up.

"Aren't you afraid of dying?" Rong Yingluo became interested.

A person who is not afraid of death is willing to take on the job of arson.

Then there must be some important person or thing holding her back.

"I'm willing to die. I just beg you not to ask me anything," Huizhen said in a panic.

"Death is a kind of relief, but you've survived all these years at Jing'an Hall, yet now you're desperately seeking death. Who are you trying to protect?" Rong Yingluo stared intently into Huizhen's eyes.

Sure enough, the other person's pupils contracted.

"Let me guess, you should have a child, and you were divorced by a man." Rong Yingluo could tell from her appearance that she had not completely entered the Buddhist order, and that her marital bond was shallow; she was merely using the nunnery to spend the rest of her life.

The only threat to her is her children.

"How did you know?" Huizhen's eyes widened in disbelief.

She didn't say a word, but everyone knew everything.

"Did someone kidnap your child to threaten you, saying that if you set me on fire and burn me to death, they will release your child?" Rong Yingluo continued to guess.

Huizhen was stunned.

"It seems I guessed right. As long as you tell me who ordered you, I can spare your life, and you can even live to see your child get married and have children." Rong Yingluo knew that someone in the Gu family wanted her dead, and she wanted to try to leave some evidence.

"I don't know. Yesterday, a letter and my child's belongings suddenly appeared in my room. The letter said that if I set the fire as instructed, they would release my child; otherwise, they would kill my child." Huizhen finished speaking and began to cry sadly.

She was originally the wife of a scholar, and when they first got married, the couple were very loving. Whenever he had free time, her husband would teach her to read and write. However, after he passed the imperial examination and became a scholar, he abandoned his wife who had shared his hardships, divorced her, and married a woman from a wealthy family.

Her daughter was struggling to make a living under her stepmother's care, but she was powerless to help.

All she could do was advise her daughter to be patient, that things would be better once she got married.

Over the years, she worked as a purchasing agent for the nunnery's kitchen, secretly keeping some money for her daughter so that her daughter could live a slightly better life.

But disaster struck unexpectedly; someone threatened to use her daughter to force her to commit murder.

She didn't know what to do, but her only concern was her daughter.

She weighed the options for a whole day before making a decision.

"Where is the letter?" the abbot asked.

"On me."

Upon hearing this, Yinghong immediately searched her body and found a letter.

Rong Yingluo took it and unfolded it. It looked like it was written by a man, but she couldn't tell who wrote it.

However, it serves as evidence, and it might come in handy someday.

"Madam Gu, what do you think we should do?" the abbess asked guiltily. It was her fault for failing to discipline such a traitor who had appeared in the nunnery.