The darkness had deepened, and the big fire that had burned for a whole period of time was finally extinguished. Songtao Garden had been burned to the point where its original shape could no longer be seen.

  The trees inside were also charred, and some small pets that were originally raised inside did not escape, the tragic scene was shocking.

  The Zhao family next door, the Chen family of the Secretary of State not far away, and the Ping'an Bo family not far away all sent people to ask for news and asked if they needed help.

  Song Jue has dealt with everything one by one in the past.

  Before long, someone from the Wucheng Military Barracks arrived and said that the fire was too big and had alarmed the soldiers on night duty. They came over to ask if they needed any help.

  Mrs. Song was so fed up with all these trivial matters that she was on the verge of a headache, and in her heart, she deeply resented this fire, couldn't help but stamp her foot and tell Madame to keep a close eye on Lin Hai's family for a thorough investigation.

  She was frightened and couldn't hold on any longer, so she thought for a moment and decided to have both Song Chuyi and Song Yan move into Ningde Hall together to spend the night.

  Song Yan has woken up, staring at the blackened eyes of his residence turning into ashes. He slowly got up with the help of his sister and turned around to look at the crowd. Suddenly, he pointed in the direction of the second house and said clearly to Song Ren: "Uncle, I saw my mother. Before the fire, she came to my room to give a flower pattern to Pearl and also came to me to ask for peace."

  Song Ren and his wife exchanged a glance, both thinking of what kind of person their mother was, and suddenly felt a chill run down their spines.

  If what they guessed was really true, then this mom is indeed bold and daring!

  "Come!" Song Ren immediately turned his head and ordered Lin Hai: "Take a few people to bring that Yu's mother, and also take the people from the second house of the Zheng family, and take them all to Tao Ranju!"

  Song Chuyu followed Song Yan's finger and looked towards the second house, but did not immediately get angry.

  She just found it strange that in her previous life, her mother had not been very loyal to the Li family - she was considered loyal at first, but later on, for some reason, she fell out with the Li family and was sent away by them to a villa in Jiangnan.

  Would someone who would offend the Lis for something else really risk his life and the lives of his children to avenge Li's death?

  Besides, Yu's mother was just a slave, where did she get the guts to run into the master's courtyard and set fire at midnight?

  Even if she had the guts to do so, and was indeed loyal to Li, where would she have gotten the opportunity? Now that the second house is not like it used to be, everyone knows that Li has committed a crime, and the second house has lost power. How did she manage to avoid the servants patrolling the mansion and brazenly enter the flower garden, and then make her way to Song Yan's residence?

  Unless there is someone behind who is giving orders.

  But Li had already died, and the Li family didn't have the guts to stretch out their hands to the Song Mansion again so soon. Who was it that was in such a hurry to take advantage of Yu's mother's remaining value to harm Song Yan?

  She clenched her fingernails into her flesh, forcing herself to think again and again, but ultimately couldn't make sense of it.

  If it's possible, then everyone in the Li family and Song Chuning could be suspects. However, Song Chuning is only a six-year-old girl after all, and she widened her eyes in disbelief. At the age of six, it's impossible to be so ruthless, but what if she was also reborn? What if the soul living in her six-year-old body is already several decades old?!

  She was startled by her own thoughts and remained stunned until Song Yan pulled her hand and shook it.

  Mrs. Song looked at the siblings with some concern: "Whatever it is, let's talk about it tomorrow. Brother Yan was quite frightened and should see a doctor tomorrow too. Tonight, just go to my place in Bi Sha kitchen for the night."

  Mrs. Song was already on edge, and now she felt a deep sense of foreboding. The Cui family was still in the capital, and it was said that Mrs. Cui had even gone to the palace to pay her respects to the emperor and empress. If something were to happen to Song Yan at this critical juncture, the consequences would be unthinkable. Today's fire seemed suspiciously timed, as if it had been deliberately set while Song Chengyu was on duty in the Western Garden, and Song Ren and Song Jue had only just returned to their mansion due to a social engagement with the Ping'an Duke's family. The more she thought about it, the more she felt a chill run down her spine, and her face betrayed a hidden fury.

  But Song Chuyi instinctively knew that she couldn't wait until tomorrow, since her mother had dared to risk her life to do this almost impossible task, she must have been determined to die, if the night watchwomen were careless for a moment, people might be gone.

  "Grandma" looked down at her younger brother, hesitating for a moment. Perhaps because of the recent big fire, Song Yan gripped her hand tightly, and at this time, she really couldn't bear to let go of Song Yan.

  The madam also advised them to go back to their rooms and rest, especially Li Qingzi, who was less than three months pregnant and had a poor fetal image. If something bad happened again at this time, it would be really heartbreaking.

  "Qing Tao, you've had a hard night. Song Chuyi calmed herself down and turned her head to look at Qing Tao: "Go with Hong Yu to Tao Ran Ju and keep an eye on things, make sure not to let Yu Mazi get into trouble. As for the rest, we'll discuss it tomorrow."

  The moon hid in the clouds, and outside Ningde Temple, two cowhide lanterns shone brightly, emitting a dim yellow light. Song Chuyi looked at Song Yan, who was still frightened, and felt that there were many words she wanted to say, but couldn't utter a single one.

  Since her rebirth until now, she had always been thinking ahead for him with all her might, but ironically, she neglected the present. If something were to happen to Song Yan this time...

  Remorse and self-blame made her unable to utter a single word, and it wasn't until much later that tears fell onto her hands. Looking at Song Yan, she spoke in a low voice, "I'm sorry, A Yan, I'm sorry."

  Song Yan smiled instead, and as he had done thousands of times before, he reached out to hold Song Chuyi's hand: "Sister, I know you don't dislike me."

  When they were young, every time they played games together, because of Li's instigation, Song Chuyi never wanted to bring this entangling little tail, and always pushed him to the other side, thinking he was a burden.

  But after returning from the Cui family, Song Yan gradually realized the difference - every time he went to see his grandmother, Song Chuyi would always sit next to him. When he and his third brother had a snowball fight by the lake, they would return to the courtyard to find hot chicken soup and ginger tea sent by Xu's nanny. His paternal grandmother and aunt had both told him that he and his sister were the only remaining flesh-and-blood siblings of the Cui family, and that they should be close and support each other.

  He is not very talkative, and apart from being close to Third Brother, he doesn't have any other brothers or sisters that he gets along with. The only exception is Sixth Sister, his own sister, whom he has always treated with the warmest of hearts.

  "You can't predict the future, how can this be blamed on you?" Song Yan's pale face broke out in a bright smile.