The door of the wood - shed was pushed open.
A furtive figure slipped in.
Bailiu thought it was her maid. When she turned her head, she saw a black - cloaked figure with a black cloth covering their face. She was so frightened that she was about to scream.
But before the scream could escape her lips, the black - cloaked figure covered her mouth.
No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free and could only make muffled whimpers.
The black - cloaked figure then reached out the other hand, ready to snap Bailiu's neck. Just then, a hidden weapon flew in.
The black - cloaked figure was startled and let go to dodge.
Maybe driven by the will to live, Bailiu somehow found the strength to push the black - cloaked figure away forcefully. Then, taking this opportunity, she got up from the straw and ran for her life with all her might.
The black - cloaked figure's expression changed. Realizing something was wrong immediately, they chased after Bailiu right away.
Just as Bailiu rushed out of the wood - shed, a master suddenly emerged from the night and attacked the black - cloaked figure.
The black - cloaked figure's face darkened. They wanted to chase Bailiu, but blocked by this master, they had no choice but to draw their long sword to resist.
Amidst the glinting of swords and flashing of blades, the black - cloaked figure was no match for the master.
In less than a moment, after dozens of moves, the black - cloaked figure was seriously injured and fell to the ground.
Before the master could capture the black - cloaked figure, the latter took poison and committed suicide.
The master frowned and whistled.
Soon someone appeared beside him and carried away the dead black - cloaked figure.
The master went to chase Bailiu, but unexpectedly found her unconscious in the back garden of the Xue Mansion.
Her head had hit the ground and blood was flowing from her forehead.
The master put his hand under Bailiu's nose and found that she was still breathing.
He then found someone to take Bailiu away.
The whole Xue Mansion was quiet. It seemed that no one had noticed the intruder, let alone Bailiu's disappearance.
"Madam!"
Hearing Ziying's voice, Song Zhaoyang suddenly opened her eyes.
"What's going on?"
If it weren't for something urgent, Ziying wouldn't have woken her up at this time.
Ziying said quickly, "Madam, Bailiu was assassinated. Fortunately, the secret guard arrived in time. The assassin took poison and committed suicide. Bailiu injured herself and hit her head. Now she has been taken away by the secret guard."
Song Zhaoyang's expression turned completely cold.
The person behind this was really ruthless!
In recent days, Bailiu had only come into contact with two people: one was Pei Shuling, and the other was Qi Yunshuang.
What on earth had Bailiu done to make this person want to kill her?
She threw off the quilt and got up, saying coldly, "Let's go and see Bailiu."
Song Zhaoyang came to the training place of the secret guards at night.
Seeing Song Zhaoyang, Hua Zi raised his eyebrows and asked, "Long time no see, Madam."
Song Zhaoyang nodded and said, "I rarely come here when there's nothing wrong. Thank you for your hard work all these years!"
Hua Zi smiled and said, "It's not hard. You and the Marquis have treated us very well. This is a good place to retire."
Song Zhaoyang smiled faintly and continued, "I'm here to interrogate that girl."
Hua Zi understood and said, "Just now I asked the doctor to check her. He said she hit her head. We won't know the situation until she wakes up."
Song Zhaoyang frowned. Just hitting her head was too light a punishment!
"I'll go and have a look!"
Hua Zi nodded. That young girl wasn't worth his effort!
He yawned and said, "I'm going to sleep. Call me if you need anything, Madam!"
Song Zhaoyang gave a soft "hmm" and, led by Ziying, came to a cell.
At this moment, Bailiu was lying motionless on the straw. If it weren't for the faint rising and falling of her chest, one would think she was dead.
Song Zhaoyang looked down at her indifferently and said, "Wake her up!"
As soon as the words fell, a secret guard immediately brought a basin of water and splashed it directly on Bailiu.
After a while, Bailiu's eyelashes fluttered, and then she opened her eyes.
She looked around in a daze, trying to prop herself up and stand up. But unexpectedly, she had no strength at all and fell back onto the straw.
"Awake?"
Song Zhaoyang walked over.
Bailiu's eyes were red with pain. Looking at Song Zhaoyang, she asked, "Who are you? Where is this?"
Song Zhaoyang's face darkened, and she said coldly, "What? Do you want to pretend to be stupid to get away with what you've done?"
"I... What did I do wrong? Who am I? Where am I?" Bailiu covered her head, looking in pain.
Ziying observed Bailiu's expression carefully and then said, "Madam, could she have lost her memory because of the head injury?"
Song Zhaoyang said coldly, "Call the doctor."
Soon the doctor came. After examining Bailiu, he said, "Madam, it's probably because she hit her head on the ground, so she has lost her memory."
"When will she regain her memory?" Ziying asked.
The doctor said uncertainly, "I'm not sure. She may regain her memory in a few days, or she may never regain it in her life."
Hearing this, Song Zhaoyang turned around and left.
After Ziying told someone to guard Bailiu, she followed Song Zhaoyang.
"Ziying, send her back to the Xue Mansion tomorrow." On the way back, she calmly instructed Ziying.
Ziying frowned and asked, "Madam, are you just going to let her go?"
Song Zhaoyang sneered, "Let her go? Don't be naive! Whether she's a good person or a bad one, send her back to the Xue Mansion and send someone to closely monitor her. Then we'll know whether her amnesia is real or fake."
"Moreover, the person who wanted to assassinate her won't let her go easily. Use her as bait to catch this big fish!"
Ziying immediately understood.
When Song Zhaoyang returned to the Marquis of Loyalty Mansion and just entered the room, she saw a certain man sitting in the room, holding a book.
She stared at him in disbelief.
"Hubby, when did you come back?"
Hearing Song Zhaoyang's voice, Xue Chucheng put down the book in his hand and pulled Song Zhaoyang into his arms.
Ziying, who was following Song Zhaoyang, wisely retreated, leaving the room to the two of them.
"I came back an hour ago and learned that you had gone out."
"Madam, you've had a hard time recently. Don't worry. I won't let Yaoyao's grievances go unavenged!"
Hearing Xue Chucheng's words, Song Zhaoyang's eyes turned red.
The tense nerves that had been on edge for a long time finally relaxed.
She hugged Xue Chucheng tightly and said, "Hubby, these people dared to hurt Yaoyao. I will never let them off!"
Then, looking at Xue Chucheng, she said, "Bailiu has lost her memory."
Xue Chucheng's expression darkened.
"Really?"
Song Zhaoyang sneered, "Whether it's real or not, send her back to the Xue Mansion tomorrow. Whether she lives or dies depends on her luck!"
"The assassin who broke into the Xue Mansion to assassinate tonight is either from the Pei Mansion or from Princess Gaoyang! I can't think of anyone else."
Xue Chucheng frowned and asked, "Princess Gaoyang wants to ruin Yaoyao because you rejected the marriage, but what about the Pei Mansion?
"I have no grudges with Minister Pei. One of us is a civil official and the other is a military one. Why would they target Yaoyao?"
Song Zhaoyang snorted coldly and said, "If I'm not wrong, it's because of the Crown Prince."